In the evenings we would all have dinner and drinks and her and I got closer, laughing, joking, obviously attracted to each other. By the 2nd evening ...we kissed at her hotel room door but she wouldn’t go further, said she had a steady boyfriend, me married.However, by the 3rd day we were touching hands under the table in meetings and that night out we went to her hotel room.We lay flat on the bed and kissed and I opened the buttons on her blouse to see those huge jugs.I asked her to take her bra. ......Clive lay on the gurney, no one had checked on him... Clive felt alone, but he could still see that lovely young woman in his mind. That brought him comfort.He could still smell her fragrance...what a wonder she is Clive thought to himself. Clive sensed a presence, opening his eyes he saw her face. She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead; what a treat from this blonde angel... Clive managed a weak smile this time.He felt her reach for an extra cover...placing it over him. The increased. There seemed to be more graceful curve then before. He looked down. Yes, his legs were filling in, too: long, graceful, sleek legs. His waist didn't get any wider, but his hips seemed to be widening, filling his boxers in a way they never had before.It all struck him funny, somehow. "Look at me, man. I'm a whole new Tank." He spun around at the mirror for Max to see."Cool, man. You sure ain't 'Mr. Football' anymore."Tank felt dizzy from the spinning and put a hand down on the dresser to steady. She was wearing a blue saree now with sleeveless blouse she was looking sexier now. I started to measure her maybe 36-30-38.i was thinking fucking of her .she said come lets start drinking she poured a glass of brandy for us both and she too. We started drinking. After 2 pegs went him murali started to rub my thighs she was watching it. I removed his hand from my thighs he said” don’t worry my wife knows that I’m a gay”. I was shocked of those words. She said “my hubby is a wimp who really.