Anyway, the story is not about me and my wife – but about the cousins of my wife, saalis, who, as it turns out, were my wedding gift. Soon after my ...arriage I was invited to my in-laws place for a religious ceremony. Needless to say I was treated like a king. Me and my wife were given a secluded room for the night where no one would disturb us. I noticed that due to our presence in the house, everyone in the house had changed their usual sleeping stations. My in-laws who were usually upstairs. The moment seems perfect to me. I say, ‘Don’t turn the lights on, I like the dark.’ He looks at me strangely but puts his arm down. I slowly walk towards him, wrap my arms around him and kiss his lips. It’s a sweet, simple kiss like we’ve had a thousand times before. With all the emotions running through me, it wasn’t enough. I fused my mouth with his, pressing my body against his. I love the feeling of his hard strength against my soft curves. We both know we need to stop but neither of us. Where Neelima said that no problem, that she can understand about it and said if you don’t have any problem I will make you wear the inner wear. He said but again it will be problem for her to see his penis while making it wear, she said that treat me as your wife only don’t feel shy and she will always help him whatever it is required and don’t have any doubt about it and went inside grabbed an inner wear and came out to make him wear.While she is making him wear the inner wear again that. That evening he sat working until near midnight correcting all the sex scenes, He even had a go at some she hadn't raised, always keeping in mind her advice to "never overwrite."His work carried over into the following evening, and the day after that he was able to drop off the completed manuscript but was only able to hand it to the secretary. It was she who telephoned him two weeks later to come in for a final rundown before printing and publication.Eager to see Karen Cruddas again, he almost.