She texted Texted back about 45 minuets later. She said Ron had purchased a bottle of wine and she had had 2 glasses. She is not a big drinker so this was good. 15 minuets later she said he had bought another bottle and she was feeling no pain. He had asked her if I had been upset that she was staying with another man. She laughed and said no which made him ask why she was laughing. And without thinking she said I was excited. She told him she should not have said that. When she told me this I was more excited than ever. She did not text for over 30 minuets. I was about to die. She told me they had talked about me and my fantasy but she felt funny about doing that. He suggested that they could tease me a little when they get back to the room. Next I get a face time call from my wife. She was in the bathroom and had. Sheer shirt that showed her tits and some thong underwear. She said she was going to bed now. And told me her and Ron were going to give me something to watch. She walked. ” “Not all of us,” I said and drained my beer. I crushed it and dropped it to the floor. “How many is that?” “Who gives a damn?” She was eyeing me like she didn’t believe what I told her, but desperately wanted to be proved wrong. “Are you hard now?” she asked. “Nope,” I said. “I need inspiration.” Roopa leaned back in her chair and sighed. “Just as I thought, you’re full of shit.” I looked at her sitting there, her breasts rising and falling beneath her t-shirt, her face a mixture of disbelief and wanting desperately to believe. Life is full of moments where you either did something or let it pass. This was one of them and I decided to act. Getting slowly to my feet I took the single step required to reach her chair then leaned down and kissed her on the lips. She was surprised for a second but soon got into it and started kissing back, thrusting her tongue into my mouth with an eagerness that I didn’t expect. I pulled back and stood up, looking down at her with a smile on my face..
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