So we are a normal married couple. At the time of our wedding, I was posted in Nagpur Maharashtra. As we didn’t know many people we fucked a lot the...re. But this story is not about us. It’s about me and it’s my darkest secret.I was asked by my boss to visit Solapur and explain a few new changes in our insurance product. He said that it will be one and half day workshop and the tour will be of 4 days and I could take remaining days off. And he said I have to leave tomorrow.I came home and told it. He’d long been conditioned? become aroused by female arrogance.She continued, this time it was obvious the alcohol was loosening her tongue. She began didactically: ?This community is new, but growing rapidly. I might as well explain some of it to you, the structure: the makeup. The entire town—almost this whole county—is now ruled by women. You already have met a few of our neighbors. Next door are the Plums, my old friend Patricia. Across the street lives Mrs. Karstensen. She may be in. Raju asked me to come out of the bathroom. I was nervous, told myself that this is the time to enjoy as a woman, just forget about the society and enjoy my feminism.I arrived at the hall, I saw two guys nude sitting on the bed – one was Raju and other his friend named Yash. Raju asked me to sit on the bed beside them and started playing with my body. He asked Yash to enjoy me and said to him, “don’t worry. madam will not resist now. You can do whatever you wish. Madam is yours”.Then he got. “Whatever you’re doing, I like it” she said. “You like things in your ass. I’ll have to remember that!” I continued massaging her hole with my gloved finger. When I stopped she let me know how disappointed she was. “Can I have more of that?” she asked, hopefully. “I liked what you were doing. Can you do more?” “Maybe,” I said. I sat down on the desk chair and worked the soft bristles of the hairbrush over her shaved mound and inner thighs. As we have learned this weekend, a soft-bristled.