Mara pita ki garments ki dukan hai, mother house wife hayin. Maina study khatam kar lee thee or ghar par he hote thee, bhabi sa maree achee dosti thee...or kafi saree batain hum dono share kartee theen.bhabi ka chehra pichla kae mahino sa utra huva tha, maina ya baat pichal kafee dino sa note kar rahi thee ka bhabi ki room ki light late night tak on rehtee hai, magar mai un ka room main nahi dakh sakti thee it is secure. Aik din mai or bhabi bathee batain kar rahi theen ka maina bhabi sa poocha. Maine panty ki side se ungli se uski crack ko chheda or ungli se uski chut ke hoth sahlane laga or lambai me ungli firane laga…..Ab wo sidhi ho chuki thi or me uske upar sote huye usko lagatar kiss kar raha tha…mera left hand uske boob ko masalne me busy tha or right uski chut ko…maine panty ke andar hath dal ke nangi chut ke upar hath rakh diya or use bhinch liya…..meri puri hatheli gili ho gayi…ab uski chut lund lene ko bilkul taiyar thi….Wo jane kab se mere or uske sharir ke bich me hath dal. As I got upstairs I realised Colin wasn't in the bathroom so I looked through crack in our bedroom door and the vision that met me made my cock spring to attention . There was my wife sat on the edge of our bed in her dressing gown with Colins cock in her hand and she was licking it and sucking it(oh my god i had mentioned in the past that i would love to see her pleasuring another man and she just laughed it off yet here she was making my fantasy come true).I watched for a while, she was now. " "What helped you thru it?" she asked. Alice did that thing with her hair, pushing it behind her ear then running her fingers thru a strand stopping to twirl and twirl repetitively. Something she always did when thinking. "Going home I guess." was her response. Puzzled Leslie did not have to speak, Alice knew she did not understand. Smiling she continued "When I went home that first break nothing was the same as it had been. That made me realize I had moved on. You and Dad had your own thing.