That she never really did, and that she just wanted someone else."Steph turned to me, still sitting in her kitchen chair. I was drying dishes near the... sink.. "Is that what you really think?" She was simply asking, her voice neutral, not betraying how she felt about my answer, whether she agreed or disagreed. It struck me that we'd never talked about this. "I suppose so. I know things were bad beforehand, but I think she was actually having the affair even when things were pretty good. I think. Just like you, I’ve noticed how… delicate the situation is there.Delicate is putting it lightly, we can’t get directly involved, we tried everything else, we've only got one option left.I know, despite our best efforts, this world cannot stand on its own, either we must introduce a new variable into it, or less we go to the Great Author and ask him to toss this aberration, and by extension the worlds that make it up, to the void of non-existence.That is not an option. Not yet, not until we damn. Khushboo was looking at me sensually, she was wearing blue denim shorts and a t-shirt with three top buttons stripped which was showing me the deepest cleavage I had ever seen. The back seats in the Tavera gave me ample privacy which most probably I didn’t need. I sat in such a way that I could watch Khushboo nicely. I was wearing a blue short and a black t-shirt. Seeing the deep cleavage had made me horny and a bulge outlining my dick was clearly visible, as I knowingly didn’t wear undie. When his body hit me his cologne gave me a vibe- I wanna to fuck this guy vibe. I am not the one to do casual sex but this is out of the norm or me I began to feel horny while dancing with this dude, I don't even know his name and didn't bother to ask. As we continued to dance my hand found its way to his crotch area and I squeezed more than a handful. I was curious to know if he was packing a big dick because I felt like taking one right this instant. He whispered in my ear, "You sure you.