The other two guys too took seats and we all watched the couple on the floor dancing slowly in a tight embrace and in sexual heat. My wife was grindin... her crotch against the bulge of his dick. Her head was buried in his chest as he pressed her body against his. Then, slowly, he caressed his hand down the side of her hips and up her mini skirt between her thighs. She began to whimper as he rubbed her pussy as they danced. Her thighs parted to allow the fingering and her juices were now. It had been in this very apartment. That had been her first experience with "going all the way," and she had kind of enjoyed it, despite the pain.Since then, she and Jimmy had made love many times, and in many other places such as parked cars and the homes of friends. But while cars were cramped and friend's homes were inhibiting, this apartment remained special. Whenever the rest of his family was gone, Jimmy's apartment became a relatively spacious and relaxed laboratory where they could. She had to agree. She asked me to close the main door and return.I closed the main door and till the time I returned, auntie had removed her sari and was sitting in bed with her blouse half open and petty coat. I could visualize that she had not put on bra inside the blouse. She invited me with open arms. I removed my shirt and trousers, bare chested, rushed to her and got hold of her boobs. At this age also, they were round and firm. I started pressing the boobs madly. I hastily unbuttoned her. ”“I’ll stick to the Public Bar then.”“Your opposition – Methodists – closed up three years ago and merged with the one at Upper Comptney; Catholics meet in Samphire Meadows, there’s a couple from here that go. So, you have the village to yourself, all the other God-Botherers have given up”“Sam.” This being the name of the bar man, the pub landlord was his wife, Lucy, “You are an old cynic. I shall have to work on you”“I’ve had too many years of practice vicar, you stand no chance. So tell me.