It was a very warm evening, so we decided to sit out by the pool, relax and have a couple of cocktails. About an hour later, Julie asked me why I was ...looking so weird at dinner. As I cleared my throat, I told her what Nikki had done in the living room. Julie, who almost spit out her drink, looked at me amazed, smiled and said THAT LITTLE SLUT (GIGGLE) TRIED TO SEDUCE MY HUSBAND WITH ME IN THE NEXT ROOM. I added, dont forget, our son, her boyfriend, was right upstairs. WOW, she exclaimed, that. According to the ceiling. Myfriends have this clock that projects the time up on the ceiling. It'sactually much cooler than it sounds. What a great bed this is. Mariatakes her sleep very seriously and this bed is a testament. I roll offand head to the bathroom. I'm a wreck. My head feels like it's wrappedin packing foam. I pour myself a glass of juice and check my cell phone for missed calls.Some calls for weed, they'll have to wait. Todd called three times. I'llcall him later. Right now I need. She said, “Hey Kunal, how are you?”I replied, “I am good, mam,” followed by some business talks.Same things happened over a week or so, in which I occasionally flirted with her. I complimented her whenever I could, on her looks, beauty, and brains.She too showered me with her love and affection and I was on the seventh heaven. Soon we started to talk over the phone and our talks went on till the next morning some days.We didn’t discuss or talked about sexual stuff but casual talks, which we. Tushar just ended at my legs by placing himself on the knees."I'm sorry Mistress, I didn't know about a fixed time to be present here for you. Please forgive me." Saying that, Tushar started to kiss my feet. I offered him my entire soles and he kept on doing it in it's whole. Though I was not provoked, I liked him feeling sorry about it. I stopped him in a few seconds.I asked Tushar to get ready in a total gentleman's outfit leaving his slavery image behind. I asked for his help as I was.