It was the beginning of the end of my marriage to her, and my liberation in life. My wife was out of town for the weekend visiting some girl friends, ...and although I had not planned any of this, my schedule was free and open to go with the flow. She would not have understood my desires at all. Being at the gym and seeing all these men working out, or better yet naked in the locker room was waking up my inner desire for men and their wonderful cocks again. This took place on a Friday evening. He went into the gallery section. He smiled seeing the pic of Prakash and his wife which they clicked during a recent trip. He pinched and zoomed to see Bindu closely.She was in a yellow saree and looked quite sexy in it. His body warmed up just by looking at her. He wasn’t even listening properly. He kept looking at her every curve of hers. After a good ten minutes of stalking through the gallery, he gave back the phone to Prakash.“Prakashji, ap ek kam kijiye. Mere secretary se mere hotel ka. Me- As you were tired, so I work alone ha ha ha everyone had a good laugh and we are opening with each other. We are discussing plan for today. Girls want to do shopping and we want to explore bangkok. But as always we made plan according to girls. But we both friends told them that we will plan bangkok night out.they agree on this.Girls did shopping we did lunch and back to our apartment in evening. We both friends bought beer, wine and vodka. Vicky and I plan for clubbing for tonight. We did. But I wanted this to be special for her too, pulling back I took her hand and led her back to her sofa and remained standing. I picked up my 'Robbie' from the table and strapped it on as she watched; it was a good fit, the bulb at the end fitting snugly against my clit. I lubricated it well with the cooking oil then undid the ribbon at the waist of her bloomers letting them fall down. I patted the back of the sofa indicating for her to get up on it on her knees, with her back to me I slipped.