Komola used to secretly watch me. Then I had the chance of my life. Her husband had a week off ,to visit his native place. She was scared and had to s...eep in the laundry room inside the house. The door of the room did not have a lock. I walked around the room few times. She used to push and close the room upon my arrival. Couple of days later, my bhabi’s father had a stroke. My bhabi and brother had to go there suddenly, leaving me behind. My bhabi asked Komola to take care of me.Komola assured. Our affair sort of petered out when the factory closed and moved again to Scotland and as we weren't prepared to relocate that far we were made redundant. I did see her a few times afterwards either at her cottage or in the country lanes, up in the Cotswolds, near where she lived. If I met her in the countryside I'd always dress and we'd have sex in the car or in summer, in a field. I remember once we went into one field that bordered on to the M4 motorway and she sucked me off, me in my whores. "Is she," Melissa felt a hand reaching between her legs from behind. Fingers slipped into her pussy. "Fuckable?"Suddenly the voices stopped, and then one single, whispering voice continued; "You must stop it or die!"Melissa opened her eyes. In front of her was something soft and green. She moved back and realized it was the carpet in hers and Alex's room. She felt someone touching her cheek, she looked up and recognized Alex's nightie, this time modestly pulled down, even if it had slid up to. Okay, this ought to be interesting, I thought to myself. I grabbed a few things out of the saddlebags and put them on the countertop, sat down on the end of the bed and kicked my boots off then sprawled back on the bed. Man it felt good to relax there. All I needed was a cold beer and things would be fine. About the time that thought had run through my mind she came out of the bathroom. I half expected, desired, her to come out half naked but she was still in the top and skirt, but was just.
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