I had been gone all week. I went inside our two story house. Her car was there but she didn't seem to be there. It was the middle of the afternoon. I ...ent up stairs and as I went I could hear her. At first I thought some other guy was fucking her and I got kind of mad. She was moaning a breathing very very hard. I though this guy must be hung like a horse! But then I slowly crept to the top of the stairs and peered into the bedroom where she was. The door was cracked not quite closed and I. She looked at me and I signaled her with my eyes to stay there. Nataraj’s camera was capturing Naren’s hands pressing against my wifes’s soft ass cheeks. After about ten snaps the director said cut and Naren immediately released my wife. My wife came back to me like a kitten released from jail. After that tea was served and I found it odd that my wife was giving stealthy glances at Naren and blushing whenever he was seeing her. After tea, again the director got up and signaled to my wife and. She had been fucked by her husband while a crowd gathered round to watch and admired. She had almost been taken by the crowd - she had been glad her husband was there to protect her although a small voice wondered what it would have been like to have been taken by the crowd, taken by a queue of men who would have talked to her in a foreign language - talked about her while they watched, using words she did not understand. She would have felt alien and would have been their sexual object even. She was shy and happy at the same time.I continued to hold her hand all the while except while shifting gears and by these we had almost close to Bidadi almost 30 kms away from Bengaluru city and we found cafe day. It was around 4. 15pm by that time and i took u turn and stopped near the cafe day and asked her what she likes to have for which she said anything i like , then i went and ordered 1 cold coffee for me and ordered iced milk shake for her. She was in car itself didn’t want to come.