I felt the blood rushing to my manhood and my member straining against my jeans.She stood right next to me, her naked arms brushing against mine and r...ached for the key.“There you go,” she said with a slight smile.I thanked her and rushed out of the room, my mind still trying to come to terms with mausi’s casual display of nudity.I somehow managed to conceal my embarrassment and excitement, as I made it out to the garage.Later that afternoon I returned home and headed straight for the kitchen. I was right and she loved the Oriental food that was available in copious quantities. We ate well and talked about our week and some of her plans. We had a light desert and left for our room.We walked in. She said, "Next time, I expect better."I said, "Eve, it has all the requirements and, when it's just me, I'm comfortable. There are close restaurants and the EOC is near." I paused and grinned. "What are your plans for next weekend?" I'm returning for more debauchery with my husband." She. I was kind of rubbing my cock through my shorts but I was more interested in what he was doing. He had his hands in the crotch of his pants but they weren't doing anything. We did not say much to each other then saying, "nice pussy" or something along those lines. The scene ended and he picked something that surprised me, a bisexual MMF scene this time. We sat and watched again. He noticed my hands in my crotch and said well we might as well do what we hooked up for. I laughed and said, ". She continued, "It doesn't matter then."She finished lowering my zip, then raised herself on her knees to take her weight off me, and grabbed the top of my pants. "Lift up a little."Oh boy! I put my elbows on the back of the seat and lifted myself. I didn't know whether that was a good thing to do with a broken arm; I didn't care. As soon as I'd lifted, Julia pulled and my pants came down. A few more tugs and some small rearrangements of her weight, got my pants and underwear below my knees. It.