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26. Vivek, my wife & I

My friend and myself (25,Bachelor,S/W engineer) decided to go a trip. We live in Hyderabad; my friend was married, we both working together in Bangalore, very nice guy. We do visit lot of dance bars. His name is Vivek and he got married just 3 years back and his wife's name is Arthi. As the name indicates she is gorgeous.
As for trip,we planned to go to Goa.

We started Saturday morning, I took my car, on the way we talked about many thing, Arthi was very comfortable with me, even though she was sitting on the back seat I could see her in the mirror that smile, she is very cute, she was wearing @jeans and a nice yellow top. Her breast size was close to 34C, nice back, good height, and a nice body. Vivek and myself were very old friends and Arthi knows that.

we reached Goa, we went site seeing, .... now it was evening and we have to stay there and went to search for a hotel(not so costly), everything was booked since it was long weekend. Finally one place we found a room, and that manager said they have only one room with two beds. Vivek said its more than fine with him, Arthi said she is more than ok with it. So it was decided that we would stay together in the same room. We placed our bags in the room and freshened up and decided to go and have dinner and see the nightlife.

Arthi was wearing a tight black top with blue @jeans with her long beautiful hair hanging free and 4-inch heels completed her outfit. She had the proverbial hourglass figure with a very fair complexion. We got to the disco at 10.00pm, which was very wild and crowded; every body was drinking and dancing. As we were sitting on our table I start looking all the young's chicks in their skimpy sexy cloths and was getting really horny. Arthi wanted to dance but Vivek did not want to.

I asked, "Why don't you dance with me"

She giggled and asked " Viveklike darling can I please dance with him "

Vivek said. "You came here to enjoy so you should dance with him" so she agreed. So we went to the dance floor the place was packed. Having suitably immersed ourselves into the throng, I turned and began to move to the music. She followed my lead. She had beautiful rhythm and she was really moving to the music, her braless tits were jiggling with her movements. Since the room was packed it was hard not to keep from bumping into those around. We found ourselves uncontrollably bumping into each other. I didn't mind.