I used to be very conservative. Very shy. I did not think I was attractive or that men wanted me. I thought Iwas too fat. Little did I know men like a... woman with some meat on her bones. My husband has always been a cuckold at heart and would always drop hints about how he wanted me to fuck other guys, but I wouldn't pick up on them. Or I would be offended thinking he couldn't love me and want me to fuck other guys. So, one day I was using my husband's computer and stumble across his cuckold. Mujhe to kch smjh nhi aa rha tha kajal mere lund pe hath fer rhi thi aur mujhe bahot dar lag rha tha maine darted darte unse kaha plz kisi ko kch mat bolna unhone kaha dar mat kisi ko kch nhi bolugi bolna hota to pehle hi bol deti jab tu boobs ghur rha tha tujhe kya lgta hai mujhe nahi pata tha kya ?Hum ladkiyo ko sab pata hota hai smjha bhondu, acha ab ye bata ki pehle ye sab kisi ke sath kiya hai” maine unhe sab kch sach bta diya ki kaise maine apni gf ke sath sex kiya hai. tab unhone bola i. “He likes me. He said he was contacted by a couple of the corporations but passed on helping them in case we called. He’s got somebody to help us out in locating the source of the leaked documents.”I paused and considered how to phrase the next part. Liz saved me the trouble.“How much should I send him?” she asked. “It’s almost four and I want to get some funds transferred offshore and into holding companies.”“Uh, it doesn’t work that way,” I said. “He’s pretty sure he’ll have the info by early. Once inside, Tom showed us to the small bar and handed Amy a glass of wine; me, a beer. Everyone was mingling, just like a normal party, clothes on, so after Tom introduced us to some couples, we fell right into the group.After about an hour of moving around and getting to know everyone, and Amy having two more glasses of wine. Tom announced that it was time for the first game of the evening. It was sort of an adult version of musical chairs, except in this version the husbands were sitting in.