I don’t want to hurt you or upset you”“don’t stop please”I knew in my mind that I probably should stop because she was married, and in a vul...nerable state, but I just couldn’t. this woman had been hurt so badly that she really didn’t know what a gentleman was like.I laid her down on my bed and started kissing down her body all while I was undoing her jeans. As I got to the edge of her jeans I pulled them down slowly kissing her bare skin as I did. I pulled her jeans past her blue panties kissing. She had class , what you might call sophisticated. But I kind of got the impression she was more up for it than he was. Well, it happens occasionally.“So Mrs Agarwall, you’d like to be ravished in front of your husband, would you?””Please, call me Nidhi.” They looked at each other and smiled. Well, that was okay then. I reckon we were on for a good night. Now what they were after was dressing hubby up in women’s clothes and tying him to a chair. Then me and his missus was meant to humiliate. I was unsure what to wear but had chosen to wear a knee length skirt a chemise top and buttoned cardigan and no underwear, simply shoes. He was a little hesitant at first but accepted some snacks and a soft drink which my friend brought in for us. My friend left for another room and I asked him to tell me a little more about our earlier conversation. I knew that he was seeking a mature woman for sex and he explained he was inexperienced but very aroused by 50-60 year old woman at his college. My body tingled at what would happen. The taboo of it all was even more of a turn-on. What taboo, you ask? That is for you to define. I will not give away all of my secrets just yet. After all, this is just a peek in the shadows of my mind. I still remember the first time he really came into the light of my soul.Yes, the forbidden fruit tempts all of us, but this tale will be for you to figure out to which forbidden fruit I refer. Yes, there is more than one. One is obvious; the other is hiding.