How do I explain it? Did I owe him an explanation? Ugh, of course I did. I mulled it over in my head a minute before I answered. ‘It wasn’t exactl...y first date material,’ I began quietly. ‘I didn’t think it was something you needed to know when I saw you in the bookstore. And I didn’t want to bring it up when we went to dinner. Then there just didn’t seem like there was a good time. I hoped that if I ignored it, it would go away,’ I said, feeling stupid. Of course it wouldn’t have just gone. When she stopped, I pulled out a minute later and then she laid down and my roommate got between her legs for what seemed like a minute before he blew his load on her stomach. While he was blowing his load I positioned myself by her head and she immediately grabbed my hard cock and sucked her juices off. Once the roommate was done we jumped into the shower and cleaned off but the night was not over. I dried off and lay in bed naked almost falling asleep. I heard my girlfriend talking to. “Ok, just a sip and nothing more” was what I could say. When I tasted my first hard drink, I felt like vomiting – the taste was bitter and awful. But gradually, I was convinced to drink one full peg with soda. My head was swimming and I felt like crying. “Rahul, look what you have done to me?” I squealed. “Don’t bother darling, just take your clothes off and let’s see your treasure trove” was what Rahul had to say. Nandini, in the meantime, had taken off all her clothes and she sat nude, her. I desperately needed to know the full story of her sex life, as I was pretty sure she was not going to tell me everything that went on, so I awaited the text message from the tracker I had installed on her car, which would call me when she was on the move.My phone finally buzzed a message, I followed at a discreet distance, being constantly updated on her position by the car tracker, she parked on a supermarket car park on the edge of town, I was almost on top of her position when I spotted her.