My eyes traced your body, devouring every new inch of bare skin as he finished undressing you. He stood behind you with his hands on your hips, as if ...forcing me to look...forcing me to acknowledge your nudity. Was he trying to make me jealous? Was he really that clueless? He slid his hands up your torso to take hold of your breasts, squeezing and kneading them. I squirmed in my seat imagining their warmth and weight.You were his birthday present, but I started to wonder if I had picked you out. One day, I received this message from her, that she wants to talk and if I am available or not, since I got married and she thought my wife would have problems if I talk to her. She doesn’t have any idea about how my wife or what her personality is.She is going to find out about that very soon and my wife is going to make her do nasty stuff. She will be licking my wife’s cum from the floor while I fuck her asshole from behind and my wife treating her like a nymphomaniac slut bitch.I replied to. I remembered what Miss Wilkins told me about that! I rubbed her small nipple until it stood up sharp as a tack and then I leaned over to suck it between my lips where I trapped it and sucked like I was trying to get some milk.“Reach back and put your other hand on Lena’s titty, Josey. She loves her’s touched and sucked as much as I do. I’m getting my good feeling with her eating my pussy. Lena is as good as I am at eating pussy. Josey, please don’t ever tell on me for loving pussy.”“I’d never. My wife Tania works in a bank. We are happy with almost everything that money can buy except a satisfactory sex life. Sana, Tania’s sister, my SIL, works in an MNC and her hubby works for a private company. They too make a perfect family of four and are reasonably well off.Not in my league, of course. I am doing quite well in my import-export business. I have a pad in South Mumbai and the other luxuries which are necessities like a four-wheeler and a farmhouse in Alibaug. But have conservative.