Bonnie and Sharon finally were able to get together. They decided to go shopping and grab lunch. This was the day the began us down the road of Bonnie...becoming a hotwife. After over 7 years of not seeing each other they finally met up to go shopping. Sharon had picked my wife up in her new Jaguar convertible. I could see that Sharon had had some work done since the last time I saw her, Sharon always had a fit and trim body but she was lacking in the bust....not anymore...wow they were. I told her about my fantasy of threesome with her friend Mariah. Then we both looked at her and smiled.We reached our destination at 3:30in morning and it was still dark . I was a remote area and there was a 30min walk to there hostel. So I asked to my room it was on the way to college . To freshen up and leave. They told ok. We went to my room.I opened and non of my friends came .I and Febi went to room to change and Mariah went to bathroom to change. I pulled her boob out of her Churidhar and. I imagine home feels comfortable, a place people can go and be themselves, be accepted. I imagine it anyway. ‘Here you go. A glass of champagne for you. And one for me. This is good stuff now. A lot better than that dime store crap you were drinking back there.’ It tastes the same to me, but I smile and nod. ‘You like some music? I’ve got…well, let’s see…I’ve got…no, this sucks…no…oh, how about this. You like soul music?’ Soul? Sure I do. But it doesn’t sound like soul music. It sounds like. We had dinner in a hotel and by the time we reached the house it was almost 11:30pm. As it was Sunday, my uncle and aunt had to wake up early to leave to their work places. So they told they would sleep soon. I told them I would watch TV for half hour and then I’d sleep. They agreed and they went to sleep. I slept by 1am and was woken up by my aunt. I found that it was 8:30am. She was leaving for work and if I wanted to sleep more, then close the door and sleep. She would drop her son in the.