They sat down and I told them what was going on. Then they went to the bathroom door and tried to get my wife to open it but she wouldn't. My wife was...freaking out and said she couldn't do them, she wasn't that kind of girl, I then tried to calm her down and let me in to talk to her and she finally let me in. She was mad at me for letting them in and wanted me to tell them to leave. I tried to talk her into having sex with them and she said I was sick, pervert, asshole for even thinking about. At the top of the stairs, she paused, then slipped off her black lace boyshorts panties and placed them on the bannister-knob. Her bra, also black lace landed on the floor near the bedroom.She piled up the bedcovers and got comfortable on her back, bent her knees and let her legs fall open. She began idly touching, wondering if she should let hubby "catch" her or if she should send him a pic and beg him to hurry home. She held her toy against her mound and turned it on low. Then she turned it. Wait, the dad looked familiar. I had seen him beforesomewhere. I needed a better look at him. I took the backpack, and wentdownstairs. There, there was a living room right across from a kitchen.There were these odd robots, which I recognized as those cleaner robotsI'd sometimes see in science documentaries. The man was at the kitchen,making some copy. As I took a longer look at him, I realized who he was.He was much older than when I last saw him, but it was unmistakable. Darkbrown hair,. I came back after about 2 hours, not knowing what to expect, it was the breaking point, now whatever happened would be final. I took a deep breath as I jolted open the door and went inside. And I was surprised yet proud to see Pratima completely naked on the floor on her knees. “Kya hua randi? Kiske liye intezar kar rahi hai?She did not say anything, just bowed her head, I knew I had her completely under my power. Not saying anything else I went and sat on the sofa, lowering my pants I exposed.