He was busy in the office and I have to go to attend a party as it was a important party, my hubby said me to go along with my son Jignesh my son is a...teenager and all of you know that teenager boys are very hot, I said Jignesh to get ready for the party and I too was getting ready, I was thinking what to wear, either saree or Sharara, I was confused, I called to my hubby he said me to wear black skirt and red top, I said him are you crazy as Jignesh too is with me, he said it’s ok.Now he has. They had been gone only three months, it was my first time to come inside. Opening the door the odors immediately took me to a child again. The lemon smell almost caused me to cry. Starch, cleanliness engulfed my senses. I was there to gather a few things from the attic. Walking up the cranky stairs brought back memories. I found myself close to tears. Opening the door I saw the camel back trunk and walked quickly to it. Lifting the lid I saw the crocheted scarfs. Moving them I found the enamel. But the problem is that Ambalika, my sweet wife, won’t agree for it. Many times I tried to persuade her. Even during the night, while fucking her, I narrated very hot sexy stories involving my friends having sex with her. Though she enjoyed the stories, but never agreed for the third partner. Sometimes, I even suspected that she is not getting full sexual pleasure with me, although she did not complain anytime. My reason for such thinking is that I don’t have a large penis, it’s only 5 inch in. "This never really mattered." I took a deep breath, andnodded."Well, let's first take care of height and weight. You don't need to giveme specific figures, unless you want to." Well, as for height, I'd like to be average ... perhaps a little tall. Asfor weight, obviously, I'd like to be very fit and trim. Very little bodyfat."As I said the words, it looked as if Anne was growing. I realized, though,as the mirror also seemed to be growing, that I was indeed shrinking inheight. I looked in.