All married to school time friends. They met on weekends as they had a Saturday night dinner at either one or the others places.This story is being to...ld as per Manisha.On a Saturday we all went and had fun at the movies with exchanged partners. After the lovely movie, blow jobs to our husbands and dinner. We then went to the bedroom and came out in short skirts and Tank tops without undergarments. We sat chatting in the big balcony.Now started the fun and a long night thereafter. Now that the. She used to work as a house-maid for Puneet, a friend of mine. She had got herself pregnant at the ripe old age of 18, and was sent to the city by her father for aborting, and a domestic help’s job to keep her away from her sexual linkups with village men. Puneet’s wife Pooja was a very pretty and sexy woman herself, and I suspected Pooja to have some inclination towards me. Being Puneet’s fast friend I did never want to take any leading action which could become embarassing for us. I must. I couldn't believe that into her womanhood, she had continued to develop and leave not only her younger, tomboyish sisters far behind in the dust, but she was even above and beyond her own, late mother. We had a nice chat that evening. Marianna and I discussed life, her liberal political views, her ever expanding modeling and fashion career and briefly dipped into her love life. She had a few pictures on her cellular phone of past boyfriends. There was a definite pattern in the men she dated.. In my best Arnold Schwarzenegger impression I said, “Chill out...?”Eros blinked, confused.“ ... dickwad,” I completed the line from Terminator 2, Otie’s favorite movie. “Did you kill him?”Eros’ features shifted back to Fabio’s. “Yeah, he had the primal matter I needed to get away. Sorry, man.” He gave me an ‘aw shucks’ look.“I should send you right back to Hell for killing Otie and Tillie...”“Who?”“Oh, for FUCK’S SAKE!” I tightened my grip again.“Hnngghh!” Patty gurgled.Eros held up his hands..