We parked the car in the hotel garage and went for lunch. While we were eating he was once again bright and cheerful, my cloud of pessimism dissipated...and was replaced by the same spark of interest I had had when we started. Over our coffee I decided to ask him outright. I took advantage of a pause and asked him directly what had been the problem between him and his wife, what had made her not want him but need a lover. He blushed deeply and dropped his gaze to his coffee, the question hung. Oh, well, I needed to see the damage sooner or later, and despite my sensitivity to her condition (i.e. nude and helpless), I really didn't mind being somewhat forced to get a better look at my guest.Even hunched over the bowl, I could tell Rita was a good-looking gal. Legs shapely and tight, ass firm and smooth, stomach fairly flat (from what I could see) and a nice, moderate and solid looking pair of tits hanging just before the bowl, or, at least, the right one was, which is the one I could. 5’’ ka h or 3’’ mota h jab bhabhi bathroom gayi to m unke piche chala gaya or key whole se unhe dhekhane laga bhabhi kapde uttar rahi thi unke gore boobs or gand dhekh kar m pagal sa horaha tha unki chut par ek bhi bal nahi the unhone save kar rekhi thi m wahi apne land ko nikal kar muth marne laga thabhi bhabhi ne apne pair chode kiye or apni chut ko maslne lagi or chut m ungli dalne lagi ye dhekh kar m haran ho gaya or khus bhi tabhi maine socha ki ajj bhabhi ko chod kar hi maanuga bhabhi ne. " Just a bit," I laugh."But you actually went ahead and had it done?" Keith asks, making mesmile."Indeed I have," I reply."So- what, if we go for a piss now, you'd-" Keith asks."Not quite," I interrupt. "Have to wait a few months to get a urethraconstructed and, um, 'inserted'..." Can we not talk about pissing whilst I'm drinking apple-flavoured tea,please?" Paul asks, making everyone- Keith included- laugh."Or dicks," Jonathan says."You're the one who brought it up!" I tell the dark-skinned.