This is an incident that happened with me when I was on a business trip to Pune.To talk about myself, I am 24 with 5’8 in height and athletic built ...because of regular workout. I am working in an MNC and travel a lot for work purpose. I got to stay in one of the finest hotels on Pune and was really bored on the weekend. Hotel was very lavish with all sorts of amenities possible. So the story started when I thought of using the pool of the hotel. Initially I was a little lazy but when I saw pool. .. like an actor waiting to deliver a line."Each chip has a name," he whispered ... as if he were imparting some piece of vital importance.There was a brief pause."What the hell does that mean?" I asked.He smiled like a madman. "Each chip has a name ... and that name has power."He looked at me, and then cocked his head to the side. "According to the files, Sarah's chip is named Violetta." I don't understand." I said.He shrugged, and rummaged in his duffel bag. He produced a laptop and a RN. I don't haveany control over the words flowing from my mouth.?Please, I beg of you, please let me rub my silly little clittie andfuck my pussy. Oh my god, please, please, please. I beg of you. Please Ineed to rub my silly little clittie so bad.?The words so humiliating to say to my wife, I doubt it can get any worsethan this. Humiliation and sexual desire once again surging through mybeing, becoming me, completing me.After an eternity for me, and maybe 15 seconds for her, she replied witha. Normally I will give off on Sunday to her but as she took in week day she on a fine Sunday as will be sleeping late in Sunday usually will working she started to tell her problem that time I gave attention to her words. She said everyday her husband use to beat and ask doubtful questions whether she had sex with the house owner were she works… Here I stopped her and ask why like this then she started crying and said that he is not in position to have sex and he know this as this insecurity made.