No pun intended. I like when I get you off. I feel like I'm in total control of you. It's different than fucking." "How long have you had these lesbi...n thoughts. This is a new side to you," I said, wishing to divert the conversation away from that ancient incident. "I guess I've always had little crushes on one girl or another since I was aware of my sexuality. I'd really like to do a threesome with you, me, and another girl. Would that be something you'd enjoy?" I couldn't believe all that. She stuffed them in my face.As I played with her breasts, I slipped my hand into her panties, soaked in juice, and ran my fingers over her shaved pussy, not knowing out of passion what to do first.She just quietly gave in to the avalanche of my a****l desires and if I hadn't held her around my waist with my long hand, I think she would have collapsed. She seemed paralyzed like. Like when a spider stabs its prey who stuck in the web, and then makes it so powerless to defend itself that it does. The blouse caught her boobs in perfect shape. The sari was tucked below her navel exposing her waist.“I am sorry it’s too late. Chabbi le loon?“ “Ek minute mai khana ka rahi hoon, aap baithiye” was the reply. “aap kaiyenge kya” she asked. I guess it was just a formality. A ticklish thought occurred to me. “haan, if you don’t mind” She was taken aback, but managed to smile and after finishing her dinner she brought me some rotis with daal. I started eating. “Sir nahi hai kya?” “Nahi tour pe. Anyway, as much as I would rather be wearing a shirt and slacks,wearing a dress hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be." Just hang in there. I am sure she'll change her mind eventually.You just have to wait her out. I am sure you can do it"He left and Deborah sat thinking about the fact thst things weren'tgoing anywhere near what he'd feared. He actually laughed at thefact that he wasn't alone in having a wife who made her husbandwear a dress.An hour before quitting time he had to go to.