”Laci screamed in ecstasy, and Shawna was kind enough to hold the phone nearby to let me listen for a minute. Then my wife took the phone.“Hi hone..., how’s the meeting going?” she said, out of breath.“Boring as usual. Wish I was somewhere else right now.”“So do I. Don’t get me wrong, I like the company I have here. Jason and Shawna have been very – shall we say, willing to share? But it would be even better if you were here.”It was difficult making small talk. I wanted to ask about all the nasty. I told him I'd go change and we could go out to eat. I went to the bedroom and took off the bikini , I slipped on a new tiny thing and my shortest denim mini skirt. Then on purpose I walked back to the laundry room topless to get my white tank top. My husband was setting at the table reading that story. He glanced up and saw my perky tits bouncing as I came pasted him. I started talking to him so he would remain facing me. I wanted him to get a good look at my hard nipples. I pulled the tight. I started asking about her job, job location, job timing, family etc. Her name was nilima. She seemed interested in talking. She also asked about my college, hometown and all. We started having a conversation on the daily basis. We became very good friends within 15 days.Later I asked for her mobile number and she shared it happily like she was waiting for me to ask for it. We started chatting on WhatsApp. I impressed her with my chatting skills. We started sharing nonveg jokes. Later we. Been wet from in the club." "Mmm, that feels good, baby." "Take these drawers off and I'll really make it feel good," I said, tugging on the edges of her undies as I got onto the on ramp for the highway. I slipped my index finger between her underwear while she unfastened her seat belt and wiggled out of her skirt and underwear. I stroked her wet lips and her hips rose up from the seat to meet my fingers. I prepped two fingers in her juices, letting them dance across her outer folds.