I want nothing more to just lock the door and throw the keys away. Walking behind her I can smell the aroma of her body, the smell of shampoo hips sli...htly swaying. She had a head bath that day. She was wearing a red color chudidar. From behind, I hug her slightly feeling the comfort of her body so close to me, the smell of her shampoo hitting the nose. My heart beat quickens, blood leaves my brain making me dizzy. I steady myself to hold her a little tight and pull her closer. It seemed like. Done everything she could think of to try and get me to sell her the place. It had been the one place where we had actually spent some very romantic, erotic, and very sensual times together. Frankly, I couldn't understand why it had meant so much to her under the circumstances until I found out, a few years later that she had had many of her trysts there with other men during our marriage."Sorry....no Silvia. I'm not THAT bad off." I replied, shaking her hand off my arm as I responded.Oh well,. She opens her legs. From this position she can display for her husband and Kurt. Her mons and the outline of her cunt lips are clearly visible. After all, that is her role.Dave is getting horny at his wife's erotic display of her body. Instead of thinking of going below to the cabin with his wife, he thinks about Kurt taking her below deck. He imagines a conversation where Kurt tells him he needs to fuck Marsha.'Dave, I’m getting horny looking at your wife. Do you mind if I take her below and. "Yeah, she all excited to get half of you money so we can go to Paris. Why the fuck I want to go to Paris?" Hah," snorted Westphal, and said something else that was cut off by the sound of the blender. He poured out two margaritas and knocked off half of his with one sip. "Ahhh. Jesus, I needed that. OK, what's the bad news?"Maria took a dainty sip of her drink and shook her head. "She develop the pictures all ready, even though I tole her a hundred times to jus give me the film." Shit — what.