After five minutes or so, she calmed enough to sob out something. I didn't understand her at first. She was lying face down with her head in the pillo...w. I rolled her over and asked her to repeat herself. "I... I had an affair." She sobbed and tried to pull away from me.I was stunned. I had never even thought about anything like that. I felt the blood drain from my face, and felt a cold hollow feeling in my chest. She went back to crying. I sat there for a while trying to get a grip on all of. She looked like a normal housewife in a saree. Pooja had a normal not too alluring face, but I could make out the curves in her body and they were to die for.I got aroused and they both could sense it cause my rod was twitching. There was a double bed mattress laid out on the floor and the lady sat on it. Rajesh who was sitting on the sofa opposite me hinted at her something and she got up and took my hand and made me stand in front of her. Pooja then got down on her knees and opened my. He went on, "Now the next stage is to jog from the twenty-five to the fifteen yard line, draw your weapon and fire two rounds on the target. Elapsed time — six seconds." That got their attention.And it went on, with an hour break for lunch. Late in the day, they had live-fired the course six times, in addition to going back to basics to overcome bad habits that were creeping in.As they gathered back at the fifty, "How many rounds have we fired?" Jeff asked, knowing perfectly well, but getting a. But James assured him this was on the level and that he was serious about helping his wife with her fantasy, and finally Marcus agreed. At last, everything was set for the party. Donna was so excited that she could hardly concentrate that day. She had brought home an outfit that was one of James's favorites and one that always seemed to make her customers at the club happy as well–a skimpy little French maid's outfit complete with white thigh-top stockings, light gray high heels, and just for.