But Ramesh wasn’t satisfied. Meanwhile I was serving tea for everyone.I didn’t pin my pallu so it dropped a bit and my cleavage was visible. No on... seemed to notice it except for one guy. That guy was Michael, the same guy who was fucking me now. He didn’t take the teacup for some time and kept looking at my cleavage.That’s when I noticed him looking at it. I gave a little smile and faked a cough to get his attention. He laughed and took the tea. Then I was standing behind my husband. Micheal. ”“Ugh! You need fresh food.”“Well, I buy steaks and potatoes about every two weeks.”“That’s not quite what I had in mind.”“I’m not much of a home cook. I am pretty good at camp cookery though, but that doesn’t use too much in the way of fresh stuff either.”She chuckled at me. “It can. Fresh is good for you and tastes better, too.”“When I go out to eat, I eat salads and fruit like yesterday at lunch. I really don’t care enough about cooking to do more. Maybe more importantly, I don’t have the. She was dressed expensively. Lots of bling too. Betcha she didn't have the brains to add two and two."Please, please, I'm sorry!" she pleaded with a pout on her lips, waving her arms around apprehensively. "This is all my fault, please, we can't go through insurance! If my husband finds out about this, he'll kill me!"I snorted. "Look, honey, that's not up to me. If there's more than $1500 worth of damage, I've gotta report it. And it'll take more than that to fix your grill." Please, please,". Eventually, everyone headed back to the cabin, unpacked, and pitched in to make dinner. When everyone sat down to eat, Sean commented on how we looked like a giant family. I noted that the duo sitting at the head and the foot of the table made rather bizarre parents, which drew a few chuckles. But then, no one at the table looked parentish.After dinner, the drinking games started. I admit to playing for the sole purpose of playing in the card game within the drinking game, but got bored when.