Next time I saw I told John that I was up for it, and suggested the following Friday evening, but with a maximum of 5 friends who were trustworthy, an... that if any word got out Harry would burn his stable down. No point delaying it. I must admit I was nervous, as it is not an every day occurrence.The big day arrived and I dressed in a black blondie t shirt, red basque, leather jacket, boots, stockings, and a short leather skirt. We had a few drinks, me John, Harry and found guys and one other. He looked tanned and relaxed in a short-sleeved salmon pink shirt and blue cargo shorts, a glass of white wine on his hand.I don’t know what it is about the privileged classes that gives them this air of superiority, but it oozed from every pore in his body. Looking up, he noticed me in the open window, his eyes narrowing as he judged me, making me want to dart back into the room, out of sight.I had lost count of times over the last six months that I had been with his wife. She had shown me how. Today I was feeling an urge to write my fantasies so here I am with the story.You can email me at especially aunties, ladies and girls from Pune for fun.I am 26 years old living in one of the decent location in the city. Daily come across with many girls, ladies, and aunties. I hope many of you like aunties as compared to girls just because of their experience. This is true, however, if you give an opportunity to the ladies you never know they may fulfill your wish. So, this story is about the. I holler back ‘What is it now? – for God’s sake – I’m trying to get some work done here!’ (neglecting to state that the work I was engaged upon was trying to hack into my wife’s email account to spy on her extra-marital activities). I shuffle into the back garden from where Mandy was calling me.‘Look at this – when you’ve finished playing with my underwear, please have the decency to clear up behind yourself! What would happen if my daughters were to come around the back of the house and find.