Please come here and fuck me again and again and satisfy my lust. Do not inform the matter to your wife, else she may obstruct it.” I said, “Bhabh..., are you mad? I shall never narrate this to my wife.But some day we may be caught red handed by Bhaiya. How would I safeguard us?” Bhabhi said, “Do not worry; as your Bhaiya is unable to fuck me, he has already permitted me to get fucked by you. So do not hesitate to fuck me. If you come in your brother’s presence, he will immediately send you to. Wearing a plunging front swim suit, I could see some excellent cleavage. I made no secret of how infatuated I was with her tits. (Granny Here: I DO have a great rack, and he let's me know how much he approves). We were sweating together - partly from the temperature of the water and partly from the interaction. I suggested we return to the room. She concurred.We got to the room, and I excused myself to the bathroom to change into some loungers. When I exited the bathroom, Granny had already. I would just have to hope that she would contact me.At 10:00 sharp the next morning, though, a man dressed in a dark suit knocked on my door. He was Lily’s driver and he escorted me to an old vintage Rolls Royce and opened the rear door. And there was Lily.The first thing I noticed was that she wasn’t dressed in the dark colors of mourning. She had on a pair of light beige pants with a brilliant green Hawaiian print blouse that matched the color of her eyes. She had on heels, albeit low, and a. It’s nothing at all, son!”Sarah hugged the little guy, turned to me and said, “Go talk to her.”I found Peggy out back of the house. She’d already stopped crying.“Peg, what’s going on?”“You’re leaving.”“Not for good! Jeez, I just want to go see my Dad, and get my truck. My clothes ... you know?”“Okay.”“Okay,” I repeated. “Okay – what? Okay, you understand? Is that what you mean, or ... what do you... ?”“Yeah. Yeah, I understand.” But she said it in a sullen tone that suggested anything but.