Swingging With New Friend
Our life had gotten stuck in a rut. Shama and I had moved to Karachi two years ago after I took an exciting job offer. It had seemed like the perfect thing to do at the time. Even though it was far from Islamabad, with my new salary, more than twice what I’d been making before, we figured we’d be happier than ever. After all, everything had been going fine up until then. Shama got a job as a Marketing Manager of a real estate agency, and I’d started my job as financial planner for high-income individuals, Karachi is extremely wealthy, and my services were in demand. But that resulted in me working overtime, and Shama spending a lot of time at work to keep from being bored. So our life became work, home, and sleep. We were both too tired to do much, and on the weekends we spent time working around the house or grocery shopping rather than doing anything fun. Especially not having sex. Our sex life had become nothing, from constant screwing two years ago. I was getting out of shape as well. I was 5′9″ and close to 180 lbs., a lot of it in my expanding belly. Sitting and calculating numbers all day, while snacking to keep my energy levels up, took its toll on my body. My muscle mass decreased, and I even began dressing worse. Shama, for her part, continued to look good, however. At 5′4″, she’s always had a great body, with nice firm legs, a nice solid ass, 34B breasts, and fleshy, sexy arms. But still, everything else had gone down hill. Back home, we’d known so many people in our town.
All that changed the day Shama met Anjum & Ali. They were an educated couple. They were both Doctors. They were looking for a home, and had gone to Shama’s agency. When she got home the day after meeting them, Shama couldn’t wait to talk about them. She said they were both intelligent, good-looking, fun loving, attractive and open. Shama had invited them over for dinner that weekend. Shama was right. They were great, very good-looking (especially Anjum). Anjum was Shama’s height, with a thinner body. Though not as shapely as Shama, with a little more weight in her ass and middle, it was just enough to make her more voluptuous. Her face was the best part of her. She was fair, with long, pointed features and big, doe-like eyes, and an incredible, pearly white smile. Ali was taller than me, 6′, and well built, though not extremely muscular. He had a slight paunch, but one that didn’t make him unattractive. Shama said she thought he was sexy, with his good looks and charm. We all took to each other immediately.
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