“Meera should be here any minute,” one of them said. They introduced themselves as Preeti and Tarang. Preeti was a golden beauty with long hair, w...hereas Tarang was very fair with mid-back length hair. There was a brief bell, and Meera walked into the hall. We kissed like two lovers, oblivious to the world. Meera hadn’t changed a bit after going to Singapore. She was looking gorgeous as ever with porcelain skin and jet black hair. She spoke to me with tears in her eyes:Meera: I’m married to. We got to the wooded area and Greg laughed and said I should take Randle in the open. I just laughed and told him not to be so silly but I admit it did sound kind of exciting. Something about being taken by an animal in the woods had a ring to it. I immediately discounted it although it did make me shiver. We got back to the house and Greg suggested a white wine. “You aren’t trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me?” I asked. “Would I need to get you drunk?” he asked. I smiled. I was. He had given her the shoulder to cry on. He had held her, kissing her cheeks, and trying to comfort her. She had held him as tight as she could. Both of them were naked, and the feel of her pubic hair was tickling his young prick. Soon it was standing at attention, pulsing between her slightly spread legs. They both were well aware of sex from watching the livestock. They both had seen the horses, cows, sheep, and even the deer, in rut. They both knew exactly what they were doing, and the usual. . till three months back I looked at her as mother only but after the marriage of Vishnu.. Her dressing, her attitude towards me made me think of her separately.. Then I observed a woman in her.. That too a beautiful woman in her forties. She stood like a showcase doll. I blamed myself for not observing her early.Seeing me standing at her side maa came out of the trance and said “Shall we proceed…”. I didn’t give her any answer just looking at her alluring beauty. “Hey Kanna… what are looking.