I took a large gulp of my whisky and soda and nearly choked as I saw the guys hands reach around my wife's waist while she ran her hands up his bare a...ms and hooked them around his neck. He obviously saw the green light and slid his hands around further and down until he was cupping her ass cheeks. I could see Sarah push her body tightly into him, her legs now parted slightly to allow enough room for his thigh to grind against her crotch.As they danced like this a small crowd of men gathered. She is Madhu aunty, a sexy lady I used to fancy her in my dreams and shag. Finally the day arrived, my mother asked me to pick her up from station. Initially refused but with request from mom I obilised to pick her up.Her name is Madhu (36-30-42) fair and 5feet 8inches height (35 – 38 years). Finally Madhu aunty has come to our home. She is looking sexy in her red sari. She went to get fresh and came back wearing a blue silk night and started to talk with us for some time.Finally during dinner. She was so slippery from the water I could barely hold her still. I could hear her gushing wetness and smell her sex.Then she exploded into a massive orgasm."Cummmmm, Ahhh."I stood and held her tightly to me. She quivered and shook until her orgasm stopped rolling through her. My hard cock was captured between us. Once she had calmed down and was glowing with happiness she told me to sit on the bench in the shower.I sat on the bench, warm water still spurting from the jets, my cock hot and. Gregory’ in my inbox. It had come through forty-one minutes ago and was at the top of the list to be read. I took a deep breath as I felt my stomach churn. I was too frightened to open it. What if it was a scathing rebuff, a note to say it was nothing, that I was playing a stupid game and shouldn’t be thinking such things, that I needed to grow up and stop imagining things that didn’t exist? But what’s worse... what if it wasn’t? What was I supposed to do then? Or what if I was just over.