We came back & sat in the hall on the sofa. Basanta sitting on the center sofa and I was on right side sofa, my wife on the left side sofa. Barsa came... over sat next to his husband. We started watching same movie and waiting for others to make a move. It was Basanta who started kissing his wife Barsa first. I followed by passionately kissing my wife. We also were watching them while kissing each others tongue to tongue.While I was squeezing my wife’s boobs from over chudidar, I felt a hand. My husband is in the same room; need to go up to my bedroom”.I started laughing, showing my roommates her response. None of them could believe a married woman could be such a slut! Well she must have run up to her bedroom, because she sent a picture over in less than a minute. My roommates were still passing my phone around when the pic came in.“Holy shit b*o” one of my roommates said “she has big ol fat titties, but she is wearing her bra! What the fuck, we want to see titties, not a Victoria. I’m Suresh and I’m from Delhi me B tech 2nd year me hu meri height 6 feet h or me regular gym krta hu jisse meri body kafi acchi h ab me apka jyada waqt barbaad nhi karungaso lets move to the story ye story 4Mahine pehle ki h jab me apne gaon gya tha saal baad gaon jane pe mujhe kafi acha lag rha tha waha bohot barish ho rhi thi me us waqt apni mausi k waha gya hua tha waha pe meri mausi mausa,meri sis or ek or ladki thi jiska Naam mamta tha pyar se use momi khte the wo bohot khubsurat thi jab. Wasn't I beyond that now?What a love-starved woman I was, it finally dawned on me. In my effortto develop a career and be fully accepted as a woman, I had tried to stayaway, for the time being, from any serious male companionship, and here Iwas ready to throw myself at a 17 year old boy."I'm such a lovely woman," I told myself. I knew that to be true; I hada body that was always marvelously feminine, slender, soft, curvy. Myskin was smooth, soft and pale, and I had modest sized, but firm.