I awoke. I felt Jaspreet’s lips kissing my chest. Jaspreet saw me close my eyes as I tried to go back to sleep. “Wakey wakey”. Jaspreet said. I was tired, I continued to close my eyes and tried to go back to sleep. Jaspreet started to stroke my cock as she kissed my neck. “Open your eyes”. Jaspreet said. “Does that feel good”. Jaspreet said as she stroked my cock. She was ready again. The previous night had Jaspreet wake up extremely horny again.  “Yeah that feels nice”. I said as my eyes were still closed.

“Open your eyes then”. Jaspreet said.

“Sorry, I’m just so tired”. I said.

“Do I need to call jeevan to come and fuck me then?”. Jaspreet whispered in my ear. My eyes opened wide. She knew how to get me going, and she enjoyed it. I turned my head to her, and saw her with a mischievous smile and a twinkle in her eye. “Is that what you want? Do you want him to come and fuck you like a slut?”. I said to Jaspreet. I started to finger Jaspreet as she stroked my cock, both of us kissing each other and pausing when we wanted to say something dirty to each other. “Mmmmnn, with his big cock”. Jaspreet said as she bit her lip. I grabbed her arse and moved her her so she was on top of me. She started to grind her pussy against my cock, like she did to Jeevan the night before. As she used my cock for her pleasure she continued to talk dirty to me about the previous night. “Do you like that babe?. Jaspreet said as she continued to rub against my cock. “Yeah your so sexy, tell me how jeevans cock felt”. I said wanting her to continue talking about him. I started to fondle her breasts. “It felt amazing! He’s big. Bigger than you”. She coldly said knowing it would turn me on. I held her neck, and squeezed gently. She let out a giggle, that’s what she wanted. She then took my cock and started to ride me. As she rode me she said “babe harder. Squeeze it harder. Squeeze my neck like jeevan did”. The more she spoke about Jeevan the more aggressive I became. That was the point, she said these things because she liked aggressive sex. I don’t think I was being aggressive enough because she continued to tease me, and even humiliate me. “Come on! Fuck me”. She said aggressively . I tried to fuck her, and pound her like jeevan did. I spanked her arse as she rode me. “Mmnn yeah that’s it!”. She cried out. I took my hand off her neck and gently slapped her face. She gave me that horny smile. As she picked up the pace I couldn’t hold on. “Aaargh! Oh fuck”. I cried out. I had cum. Jaspreet did not. She climbed off me, and lay next to me looking disappointed. I started to go down on her, she grabbed my head. “Yes babe! Just like that”. She said. As I went down on her I asked her “who’s eating your pussy”. She knew what I wanted to hear. “Jeevan is”.

“Who fucked you like a slut last night?”. I asked.

“Jeevan fucked me like a slut, his big cock ruined my pussy”. She cried out. I continued to lick her clitoris and eat her out. Eventually she came, her body shaking again.  I moved up and held her. I kissed her forehead as we both lay on the bed. “Your incredible Jaspreet”. I said as I stared at the ceiling. She didn’t say anything, we both lay there quietly. I was thinking about last nights events and I think Jaspreet was too. I reached over to get my phone, I received a message from jeevan that read “what a night! Tell Jaspreet I had an amazing time, and it’s only between us and nobody will ever find out”. I told Jaspreet and she smiled, I sent Jeevan a message back saying “Jaspreet said she loved it too, and thanks for being discreet, keep in touch”. Jaspreet then got up from the bed and put my shirt on from the previous night, it covered her body to the top of her legs. She tiptoed and opened the curtains, momentarily showing her arse as the shirt she was wearing rose up as she tried getting to the curtains. The sun came beaming in and lit up the room. Three half glasses were left on the table, the condoms that Jeevan brought were still on the side table, I spotted Jaspreet’s short maroon mini dress on the floor crumbled up, her maroon silky thong was on the floor, my trousers and shoes lay In different parts of the room. If someone had walked in now, it would be obvious what happened the night before just from the state of the room. Jaspreet picked up her thong and slipped it back on. She then picked up the rose that was on the table, and smelt it while staring from the window. “Are you going to keep that?” I asked.

“Of course, a little reminder of our night”. She said.  

She bent over and picked up her mini dress. “You boys made a mess of my dress”. Jaspreet said as she giggled. I immediately thought about last night, when she sat between jeevan and I, and we both mauled her body pushing her dress up, she looked amazing with that dress that barely clung on. “That dress looked amazing on you, it looked even better when Jeevan pushed it up and I pulled it down”. I said.

“Well you need to take me shopping to buy another one now hun”. Jaspreet said smiling at me.

“Yes, you can pick another skimpy dress”. I said.

“I need a shower, I’m locking the door babe, I need a little “me” time in there ok?”. Jaspreet said.

“Yes I’m going to just chill here”. I said. Jaspreet came out of the shower, fresh and well put together again. She was wearing a pink bra and pink matching Brazilian underwear. She looked stunning as usual. “Come on Manvir get in the shower and get ready, we are going to miss their breakfast”. Jaspreet said. She slipped on her vest top and her shirt denim mini skirt. I got on the shower and quickly got ready as she waited. As we left the room, the couple next door left their room at the same time, it was the same couple I had seen the day before. “Morning”. Said the white lady while her partner just smiled at us. “Morning”. I said back. Jaspreet and I were thinking the same thing, if they were in their room last night they must have heard everything, the screaming , the moaning, the sound of jeevan fucking Jaspreet, the sound of the beds headboard smashing against the wall. I held Jaspreet’s hand and we walked towards the lift. As we entered the lift , so too did the white couple after us. There was just the four of us in the lift. As the lift went down there was an awkward silence, Jaspreet couldn’t help but look down at the floor, the white male was looking up, and the white lady seemed to be looking at Jaspreet . The lift door opened and we quickly exited the lift,  the white couple walked ahead of us. As we walked behind jaspreet looked at me and quietly said “do you think they heard us last night?”.

“Of course they did”. I said as I laughed.

“Oh god! How embarrassing”. Jaspreet said.

“It’s ok, you will never see them again in your life, who cares, I bet they were envious”. I said. Jaspreet giggled and we went into the dining room to have our breakfast.

After breakfast we went back to our room and got our things ready. We again had a conversation about the previous nights events and Jaspreet again wanted reassurance that it was ok. Her traditional Indian values would make her question it, and she liked it when I reassured her. After another honest conversation where she again admitted that she more than enjoyed the experience she felt comfortable again.

 The idea was to go to the David Lloyd gym in Birmingham, we were members which meant we could visit any David Lloyd gym and use it. “Do you still want to go to the gym hun, I’m shattered”. Jaspreet said.

“Yeah we can just relax in the sauna and steam room”. I said.

“Yes that sounds good, I don’t have the energy to exercise”. Jaspreet said.

“And who knows, you might find a guy who wants to chat you up, a white guy or a black guy, and we can tick another fantasy off”. I said. This was in reference to the conversation we had in the morning where we exchanged fantasies and  I explained that I had fantasies of Jaspreet fucking a white man or black man, so she was well aware of what I meant.  “Wasn’t last night enough?”. Jaspreet said smiling at me.

“It was just the start babe, we can really explore. And I promise you, it will be mind blowing again, and remember what I said earlier? If it doesn’t feel good or your uncomfortable it stops, I’ll always be there to make sure you never get hurt”. I said.

“Oh my knight in shining armour”. Jaspreet said as she teased me.

“The adventure starts now”. I said.

“You’re a crazy, kinky pervert”. Jaspreet said to me jokingly.

“I know. And you love it. There is abit of kinky inside you too, you just needed me to draw it out”. I said

“Oh shut up!”. Jaspreet said as she giggled.

I noticed she didn’t refuse, or outright say no. Again I knew when the mood was right and the opportunity was there, we could do this again. Jaspreet was more open now, she had to be after last night, the Initial barrier had been  broken.

We left the hotel around 11am. It was a warm day again, unusually for April which can be hit and miss. We drove to the David Lloyd gym, the plan was to chill out there for a couple of hours and then drive back to Leicester. I wanted to visit another gym where nobody knew who we were, I had hoped to see Jaspreet chatted up by other men, being in another city would allow Jaspreet to be free without worrying about family or friends judging her. We arrived at the gym and before we entered I said to Jaspreet. “Remember , we don’t know each other. Let’s see what happens”.

“You want to play this game again”. Jaspreet said.

“Yes. And this time I want you to get phone numbers”. I said. She laughed. “Do you think you can get 3 numbers from three different men?”. I said challenging her.

“Are you sure hun?”.  Jaspreet said.

“Yes”. I replied.

“And if I get three numbers what do I win”. Jaspreet said.

“Mmnn. I will book a trip to New York”. I said. Jaspreet had said she wanted to go New York her entire life. She was brought up in a traditional Punjabi household, her parents would never let her travel alone or with friends. When she married me she said she wanted to travel more and do the things she wasn’t allowed when she was single. So I knew she would love that.  

“Promise?”. Jaspreet said.

“Yes, I will book it I promise”. I said. Jaspreet smiled, she was willing to pay the game. Even without the New York trip, I think she was willing to play the game as she enjoyed it too.

 The place was big, much bigger than our local gym in Leicester. I went into the male changing rooms and put on my swim shorts on. I found the jacuzzi and went in. The warm water felt lovely. There were 3 Middle Age women in the jacuzzi. I decided to wait there for Jaspreet, I wanted to admire her beauty and observe her from there. I waited 15 minutes but no sign of jaspreet, I turned my head around looking looking to see if she was somewhere else in the pool area. Another 10 minutes passed but no sign of jaspreet. I decided to leave the jacuzzi and went looking for her. I walked into the sauna and saw jaspreet sitting with three white men. She looked stunning, dressed in her emerald green bikini thong, legs crossed. I became excited and had butterflies in my stomach. Seeing her sitting and chatting to these strangers excited me. They men looked like they were in their late 20’s or early 30’s, two of the me were well built and in good shape, the other one was more chubby. Jaspreet sat on the top bench in-between two of the muscular men while the other one sat on the lower bench next to her feet. I took a seat on the lower bench away from them, Jaspreet did not look at me. They were already in deep conversation as though they had been talking a while. Two of the men next to her seemed to be in competition to try and talk to Jaspreet and get her attention. She liked being the centre of attention, it was something she was familiar with and she knew how to handle it. As she spoke to the men she would flirtatiously touch their arms , or their legs. She had them eating out of her hand. By listening to the conversation I learnt that the man sitting next to Jaspreet’s left was named Tom, and the other man to her right was Jay. “So is it a place you can dance?”. Jaspreet asked Tom and Jay. “Yeah, it’s got a big dance floor”. Tom replied. They were talking about a club in Birmingham city centre. “Oh cool , as long as I can dance I’m there”. Jaspreet said. Jay then interjected trying to regain Jaspreet’s attention and said “Well you will like this place then”.

“Yeah and it’s friendly you won’t get any sleazy men bothering you either”. Tom said.

“Oh that’s a shame”. Jaspreet said as she giggled. Now Tom and Jay started to laugh as Jaspreet made that joke. The other man sitting at her feet was quiet and didn’t really say much. “Well I’m back next Saturday so I could check it out, are you guys going next Saturday?”. Jaspreet asked.

“Umm yeah we could do”. They both said at the same time.

“I don’t know Birmingham that well, I’ll probably get lost”. Jaspreet said.

“We can take you”. Tom said.

“Yeah we can show you around”. Jay said.

“Oh that’s so nice of you, you don’t mind?”. Jaspreet asked.

“No we are always out on Saturday nights anyway”. Tom said.

“Cool, thanks babe”. Jaspreet said.

“As long as you promise me a dance”. Tom said jokingly.

“And me!”. Jay quickly interjected. Jaspreet laughed and decided to play with them and teasingly said “you can take turns”. When she said that her voice changed , it was more sultry, it was an innuendo that was not lost on them. Even the quiet man sitting at her feet looked surprised. I was so turned on , and so proud at the same time, my wife had these men in the Palm of her hand. Jaspreet liked this control too, she knew how to use her feminine skills. Jaspreet continued with the innuendo. “Or we could just dance together, a three way”. She giggled as she said it. The young men laughed, they were lost for words. Jaspreet continued with this, I am not sure if it was because we were in a town where nobody knew us but she continued to say daring things, things she wouldn’t usually say. “As long as you promise you give me breaks in-between, I should be able to handle you lot”. Jaspreet said.

“Yeah we will go easy on you”. Tom said jokingly.  

“Easy on me?, I just hope you have the energy to keep up babe”. Jaspreet said.

“Don’t worry about us, we are pretty fit”. Jay said as he tensed his arm to show Jaspreet his muscular biceps. She squeezed his arm and then squeezed Tom’s. “Wow! Those arms could do damage”. Jaspreet said flirtatiously. “I think I need a personal trainer, I need to get myself fitter”. Jaspreet said.

“You look ok from where I’m sitting”. Tom said.

“Just ok?”. Jaspreet asked Tom.

“You look fine Jas, you don’t need much help”. Jay said.

“Oh thanks babe”. Jaspreet said.

“Before we leave today I’ll give you my number”. Jay said.

“Yeah and mine”. Tom said.

“Sure, but boys I need a break now, I need to cool down in the pool”. Jaspreet said. Jaspreet got up from the bench, Tom and Jay’s eyes were transfixed on Jaspreet’s arse. “Do you want to give your number when we get our phones”. Tom said. Jaspreet turned her head around, as she knew they were staring at her arse, she smiled, I knew that smile, it was a smile of being in control, it was the look of someone who knew she had them where she wanted them. “Sure, I’m just going to have lay down on the deck chairs”. Jaspreet said. She left the sauna. “I would fuck that all night long!”. Tom said to his two friends.

“I would too, I think I’m in”. Jay said. The quiet man then finally spoke. “I think your both in mate”. Hearing them talk about my wife was obviously a huge turn on. I imagined jaspreet being spit roasted by two white men. “She had a wedding ring”. Jay said.

“Who cares, she’ll still get it”. Tom said

They both rushed out the sauna to get there mobile phones from their changing rooms. I saw jaspreet lay down on the deck chair next to the pool. She lay there quietly after getting the two men into a frenzy. I stayed in the sauna and watched through the glass door. I saw and Tom and Jay come almost running out the changing rooms with their phones in hand. They approached jaspreet and she must have had her phone on her as she took her phone from underneath the towel on the deck chair. I could see them chat for a couple of minutes and it looked liked they had exchanged numbers. Tom and Jay both than left. Jaspreet looked back at the sauna and spotted me watching her. She smiled and held up three fingers and then turned around. Did she get three numbers already? Or was she joking?. I saw jaspreet get up from the chair and left her mobile phone  tucked into her towel on the chair. She was walked to the pool like she was waking down the catwalk. I saw two India men, in their 50’s, admire her as she walked to the pool. She dipped her feet in and sat on the edge of the pool. I left the sauna and sat in a deck chair while observing jaspreet. I saw a black man put his towel down on the deck chair next to Jaspreet, and then walk to the pool. He was 6 foot 2, very muscular arms, big muscular legs, he looked liked he been carved out of marble. He looked like he was in his early to mid thirties. He walked past jaspreet , and jumped into the pool. I noticed Jaspreet give him a look, she must have been Impressed, because she stayed where she was , legs and feet in the pool sitting on the side while she watched this black man do lengths. 5 minutes passed. I saw the black man take a break and sat on the side of the pool near Jaspreet. I am not sure who instigated it, but I saw them talking. I sat there wondering what they were talking about. They must of spent 20 mins chatting away. I then saw the black man stand up and he held out his hand to help Jaspreet up. As they walked together he towered over her, her petite size 8 frame compared to his muscular big frame, the size difference was huge. They both lay down on the deck chairs and continued to talk for 45 minutes. They must have been getting on. They eventually got up from lounging on the deck chairs and I saw them both get into the jacuzzi, there were three other people in there, 2 white women and an older Asian man. She sat next to the black man in the jacuzzi. They were chatting away, she looked quite comfortable, as though she knew this black man for years. I saw jaspreet laugh from time to time , he was obviously charming her. I saw the Asian man leave, here was my chance I took his place as Jaspreet and the black man continued to chat. I couldn’t quite hear what they were saying but they were sitting very close to each other. I pretended to stare into space but I had one eye on my wife and this black man. I saw the black man lean into Jaspreet and whisper something into her ear. Jaspreet burst out laughing as though he had just told a hilarious joke. He glanced over at me and smiled. I politely smiled back. He looked more African than Jamaican, a little like Edris Elba. Edris Elba was on Jaspreet’s list, when we first got married we joked around about celebrities who we were allowed to fuck with a hall pass, it was just a little fun at the time. Jaspreet had an eclectic and varied taste of men. She liked older more sophisticated men, but she also liked younger bad boy types too. Her list consisted  of Liam Neesen, Edris Elba, Jonny depp, the man who stared in “50 shades”, and a couple of Bollywood stars, as I said, it was not one type of man. The bubbles stopped. I could now hear their conversation. The two white women left the jacuzzi. “Come on! Let’s go to the steam room”. The black man said to Jaspreet. He didn’t ask, he didn’t really give an option. He stood up and and Jaspreet held his hand as he helped her up. Her tight size 8 body looked so small compared to his big muscular frame. I was disappointed, as I wanted to hear their conversation, I couldn’t now follow them into the same room I thought to myself, he would think I was following them. I decided to wait a few minutes. I saw Jaspreet walk into the steam room accompanied by this black man. He had his hand on her lower back, as he walked into the steam room. After a few minutes which seemed like hours I felt it was ok to follow them into the steam room. I opened the door and went in. It was dark and very steamy. There were two other people in there. A Middle aged white man and a middle age white woman. I could just about make up the silhouette of jaspreet and the black man. They were sitting next to each other. I could finally hear their conversation. “God! It’s so hot in here, I think I am going to pass out Marcus”. Jaspreet said. That’s what his name was, Marcus. He again lent into Jaspreet’s ear and whispered something which caused Jaspreet to laugh out loud. I wondered what he said? The two other people left the steam room. “What do you have planned for the rest of the day?. Marcus asked jaspreet.

“Oh nothing exicting babe, my husband will be picking me up and then we’re going back to Leicester”. Jaspreet said.

“Well you can’t go without lunch, I’ll take you to lunch”. Marcus said.

“Oh babe thank you”. Jaspreet said.

“He’s not the jealous type is he?”. Marcus said.

“No he’s very understanding”. Jaspreet said as she giggled. Marcus again lent into her ear and whispered something which caused Jaspreet to laugh. “God! I really think I’ll pass out if I stay any longer”. Jaspreet said.

“Don’t worry if that happens, I’ll look after you Jaspreet”. Marcus said.

“Oh my hero!”. Jaspreet jokingly said as she put her head on his shoulder, she put her hand on his arm too. Her little slim hands on his muscular arm. I was fascinated by the size difference. “I need a break”. Jaspreet said. She stood up ready to leave. Marcus held her hand. “Wait”. Marcus said. He then dragged her back down and placed jaspreet on his knee. She giggled and made an audible surprising sound. “Whoa! Easy tiger.” Jaspreet said to Marcus.

“Come on then. Let’s get you in the pool before you pass out.” Marcus said. They both got up and left the steam room. As Jaspreet walked past me, her body looked amazing, dripping with swet, her beautiful golden brown skin, in her emerald green bikini thong. I was ready to explode. I wanted to take Jaspreet somewhere now and fuck her brains out, I was so jealous that I wanted to take out my frustration on her, and reclaim her as my wife. I left the steam room and took a seat on the deck chair. I saw Jaspreet and Marcus frolicking in the pool playfully. At one point he picked her up and put her on his shoulder in a fireman’s lift. She screamed out in surprise, the look on her face was surprise and amusement. He then playfully threw her into the pool. They were both enjoying this and laughing. Jaspreet then leaned into Marcus and said something, they both looked around smiling. Jaspreet then left the pool and walked to the female changing rooms. As she walked past me she smiled and discreetly held up 4 fingers as she grabbed her towel and phone. “Really?”. I asked. She didn’t answer she just walked past me. I saw Marcus head towards the male changing rooms. I decided to follow and head towards the shower. After my shower I went into my locker and took out my clothes, the towel was wrapped around my waist. A moment later Marcus came out the shower, his rose on his shoulder, his whole body on show. As I mentioned before he looked like he had been carved out from marble, his body was perfect, and muscular. His cock was huge, and I thought to myself no wonder he doesn’t mind walking around the changing rooms on full display.  His locker was near mine. As I was getting changed , trying to discreetly put my boxers on underneath my towel, he looked at me and said “aright mate!”.

“Alright”. I said politely back. He opened his locker and put his towel down as he grabbed his clothes. His cock was way bigger than mine, even when mine was fully erect it wasn’t as big as his soft cock. His thick cock just dangled there. I thought about Jaspreet sitting on his lap, then had images of him fucking jaspreet. I quickly put my clothes on, and left the locker room. I waited around the reception area for a few minutes not sure what to do. Was Jaspreet going to have lunch with him? Should I wait here and collect her. So I headed to the car park and got in my car. I sent her a message that read “are we going home?”. I waited a few minutes but no answer. I sent another message with a question mark but no answer. I waited 20 minutes and sent my last message that read “at least tell me jaspreet”. She finally sent a message back which read “I’m having a coffee with Marcus babe”. I sent a message back that read “shall I come inside and join you?”.

She sent a message back that read “no”.

Another 20 minutes passed I decided to call jaspreet  the suspense and not knowing what was happening was killing me. I called and there was no answer. I called again and again there was no answer. The third time I called she cut me off. As I said before Jaspreet could go from being a loving wife to quite cold and cruel when we were in that mood. She enjoyed that dynamic, it was something I encouraged and helped her develop as it turned me on too. Jaspreet liked the control of this situation too, she liked to go from being feisty and in control to submissive when the time was right. She liked to drive me crazy with jealously and lust until I couldn’t control myself. I called again but this time someone answered the phone. “Hello”. Marcus said.

“Uumm. Hi is Jaspreet there”. I said.

“Oh you must be Manvir her husband”. Marcus said. I heard jaspreet laughing in the background.

“Yeah can I talk to her”. I asked.

“She’s a little busy having lunch right now”. Marcus said.

“Oh ok. That’s fine”. I said. There was a pause which seemed to last forever. I then pathetically said “can I join you?”.

“Yes mate. Come and meet us”. Marcus said.

“Ok cool, I’ll be two minutes”. I then put the phone down. As I walked into the gym, I thought to myself who asks another man if he can join his wife for lunch. But I have to be honest, the whole situation turned me on. I spotted them sitting opposite each other, Jaspreet was sipping a coffee. “Hey babe”. I said.

“Hi hun”. Jaspreet said as she was smiling.

“Hi mate”. Marcus said as he shook my hand . “Hang on won’t you the guy in the gym following us around”. Marcus said.

“Ummm”. I wasn’t sure what to say.

“Stop it Marcus”. Jaspreet said as she was laughing. “I told him you were my husband in the pool, he’s known all along”. Jaspreet said.

“Oh”. I said.

“Yeah sorry mate, we were just having a laugh”. Marcus said. Jaspreet continued to laugh at me. “Ok can I get you a drink?”. I said.

“No thanks mate, take a seat, J-lo has told me all about you”. Marcus said.

“J-low? Who?”. I asked. Jaspreet began to laugh and said “that’s what his nick name is for me because he keeps getting jaspreet wrong”.

“And because she has an arse like J-lo”. Marcus said. He was being direct and honest, it didn’t seem to bother him that he was talking about my wife like that in front of me. “Shut up!”. Jaspreet said as she laughed. “It’s true, I couldn’t keep my hands off it”. Marcus said. As he said that he looked at me, almost as though he was testing my reaction. Jaspreet decided to join in. “I know, I felt your hands all over my arse in the pool”. She said. She then looked at me and smiled with that twinkle in her eye. “Manvir, look at how big his hands are”. Jaspreet said. She took Marcus’s hand and placed her hand inside his. He then interlinked his fingers with Jaspreet’s and said “you know what they say about men with big hands don’t you?”.

“I don’t know what you mean babe?”. Jaspreet said jokingly.

“Well maybe if your lucky you’ll find out one day”. Marcus said flirtatiously. Jaspreet smiled looked quite flustered and embarrassed as Marcus looked straight into her eyes looking very serious. “Come on J-lo I have to go to my sisters now, I’ll walk you to your car”. Marcus said. They walked ahead of me as I walked behind holding Jaspreet’s gym bag. We walked to the car and I put the bags in the boot. “Nice to meet you mate”. Marcus said as she shook my hand. I got in the driver seat, but Jaspreet stood outside talking to Marcus for a little longer. He then hugged her, and Jaspreet kissed his cheek and waived him good bye. She got in the car and smiled at me knowing I was bursting to ask her a hundred questions. She told me she and Marcus chatted a while and he was divorced with a daughter and worked in IT sales. She informed that she had told Marcus the game we were playing , and that he knew all along that I was her husband but decided to play along. “You owe me a holiday to New York babe, I got 4 numbers”. Jaspreet said as she giggled.

“Who were the 4 numbers?” I asked.

“Tom, Jay , Marcus and Amir”. Jaspreet said.

“Who’s amir?” I asked.

“He was someone I met in the sauna before you got there”. She said

“Fuck! You only needed three numbers, that was the game why did you get the fourth?”. I asked.

Jaspreet looked at me and the look in her eyes changed. “Because I wanted to”. Jaspreet said. I was so horny and jealous. I wanted to fuck her so badly there and then while discussing the men she had spoken to. We drove the 45 minutes back to Leicester but all the way we discussed the day. I was stroking her leg while driving.

“Did you like Tom and Jay? They seemed to like you”.  I asked.

“Yeah they were nice and great bodies”. Jaspreet said. It was liberating for Jaspreet to talk like this. We had turned a corner and she was now openly discussing who she found attractive and who she would like to fuck. “When you left the sauna, they were saying nice things about you”. I said.

“Really?”. She said.

“Yes they said they would fuck you all day long”. I said.

“Can you imagine that Manvir? Both of them taking turns on me while you watched, isn’t that one of your fantasies”. Jaspreet said. I had shared my fantasies with Jaspreet the night before, and indeed one of the fantasises was for her to fuck a white man , and a black man. She started stroking my crotch while I was driving. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? Their white cocks fucking your Indian pussy”. I said.

“Maybe, would you like the?”.

“Yes, I would love to see that”. I said. “You like Marcus don’t you?”. I asked.

“Honestly?”. Jaspreet asked.

“Yes be as honest as you want”. I said

“God! He’s so hot!”. Jaspreet said.

“You like him?”. I asked. She laid back in the car seat.

“What do you think? Look at his body.” Jaspreet said. Jaspreet continued to stroke my crotch, she could feel the hardness. “Imagine his big black cock fucking me babe”. Jaspreet said.

“Do you want him to fuck you like a slut?”. I said.

“Yes”. Jaspreet said.

“I love you so much”. I said. I then asked her to text all the men she had met today, which she did. Marcus then called her and she spent the next 30 minutes talking to him while I drove home. I was so aroused hearing Jaspreet talk to Marcus, they flirted, got to know each other and Marcus asked her out on a date. She told him when she was in Birmingham she would call him but didn’t commit to a date.

We got home had a bite to eat and went to bed early. I was in the bed watching cuckold porn on the TV which had become part of my routine. Jaspreet came out of the bathroom dressed in black  baby doll with pink trim. She joined me and wrapped her arms around my chest. “What a crazy weekend”. Jaspreet said.

“It was as you said earlier mind blowing”. I said.

She stayed quiet as though she was thinking about the events. “Wasn’t it?”. I asked jaspreet.

“Yes it was……..but”. She then stopped her sentence mid sentence.

“But what?”. I asked jaspreet. Again Jaspreet was having doubts, she fought her desires against her traditional values.

“Nothing babe”. Jaspreet said.

“Tell me honestly again how it felt”. I said.

“It was the best sexual experience of my life”. Jaspreet said.

“And the gym today?”. I asked.

“That was fun too”. Jaspreet conceded.

“That’s the main thing. Having fun. I already told you last night , it doesn’t affect our relationship and nobody will ever find out”.

“Yeah I suppose”. Jaspreet said.

“And were you serious about those fantasies you spoke about last night?”. Jaspreet said. I told her my fantasies the night before which ranged from her fucking a black man, a white man, being gang banged, taking her dogging, and the most extreme which was her being blind folded and being fucked by random men without her knowing who they were. “Yes but they are fantasies, it doesn’t mean they will happen, especially if your not on board”.

“Ok. You really are a kinky pervert aren’t you”. Jaspreet said as she giggled.

“Well you told me some kinky fantasies too, remember?”. I said.

“Oh I was drunk and not thinking straight”. Jaspreet said. Jaspreet confided in me, she had fantasies of being tied up, and also walking into a car park, and being forced. It shocked and aroused me.

“Well the truth comes out when your drunk babe”. I said teasingly.

I decided to talk about the weekends events to reignite her desires. “You were awesome all weekend, I am so proud of you”. I said. We continued to watch the porn on the tv. “Wow she’s hot!”. Jaspreet said commenting on one of the women getting fucked while her husband watched. “That was like you last night”. I said.

“Babe, I was hotter”. Jaspreet said and then laughed.

The next few days we fucked recalling the events of the last few days, Jeevan, Marcus, Tom and Jay. It formed part of our foreplay. But as memories fade, we were both eager to explore more. We did over the next couple of weeks.