"Maybe we should..." she murmured as she angled her head to meet his, kissing him slowly, and not just for a brief second as before, his hands slowly ...massaging her. When they did break, she reached at the hem of her top, pulling it up over her head to show a black padded brassiere plus the cleavage he'd imagined--an ample, natural chest, and she was making it available to him. The three years between them didn't matter, nor did her close friendship with his sister. Unhooking the bra from. Now, since Mr Kumar’s elderly parents are least interested in anything other than their fake teeth, The only house that remains is that of Ms. Sunaina. But, how can it be Mr. Samar, he has such a sex goddess as his own wife. Naa it can’t be him. But what if he is having an affair without the knowledge of his wife? What if I am not the only one whose marriage and life is getting ruined? What if, Ms. Sunaina is also suffering and she doesn’t even know about it?”Within a few minutes my mind gave. Lamai thought she was lucky, because she had an escort job. She called her position a "travel hostess."She said she entertained tourists, showed them around Bangkok, and helped them shop for Thai souvenirs. I thought Lamai's job in Thailand might have been equivalent to an expensive call girl in the US.Lamai related she'd had six years of schooling. Four years were mandatory, but she'd had two extra years of school. She wanted to continue her schooling, but was required to stay home and help. Now we adjusted nicely to each other. He is gem of a man, well educated, well behaved and an ideal husband in every sense, except in the fucking department. But that was ok since he had almost given a blank cheque, I could fuck any one any time.I was, of course, fucked in the office by my Manager and Managing director regularly. I didn’t tell Chacko since it started before marriage and hence felt, I need not fuck them while he was watching.When I went to office, every one greeted me and.