Looking down, Clem saw a small Christmas gift basket. The building owners did this every year—gave him a gift basket. He’d rather have a cash bonu...s, but it was sort of interesting to see what weird things he find in these baskets–including coupons and things like this lottery ticket. ‘This lottery ticket,’ Clem thought. Why did he suddenly think of Mrs. Stewart? Maybe because it was for a Shoprite frozen turkey—advertised as somebody’s New Year’s Day meal. To Clem this was fate. He chuckled. I reacheddown and slowly ran my fingers over the lips of my new pussy. The feeling of myfingers softly rubbing made me shiver with delight and I could feel my clittyget rock hard. It came to me that touching my lips felt like it had when a womanwould stroke my ball sack during a blow job and my clitty felt like it was thehead of my cock. But the feeling of arousal wasn't centered just in my cunnylike it had been in my cock.I was feeling an erotic tension that was spreading throughout my whole. He was forced to marry me, he confessed later. Ravi was never into women he is a gay and madly in love with a guy named Rohit. After our marriage my in laws made my husband to take me somewhere for our honey moon. He was reluctant to take me anywhere, but he couldn’t say no to his parents because they were strict. Ravi arranged for his friend Rohit to come with us on our honeymoon nobody knew that then. He used to leave the hotel room early and come back late in the nights. My honeymoon ended. And if Holly was anything after a date like I am now, she probably did the same thing I will when I go to bed tonight.”I grinned, and took her hand in mine and squeezed. “And it will be the same thing I will be doing when I get home.”“What, you are not going out with Linda afterwards?”“Nope, because this day was about you not Linda. It would not be right if I spent the day with you, then took off with your sister. Mandy, that would almost be like I was using you, ya see? As well as using your.