Sunday ki raat ko maine 7 baar bhabhi ki imagination ki aur 7 baar muth mari. But at last, monday subha hote hi main naha dho kar tiar ho gia aur wait...karne laga sabh members ke jaane ki. Karib 09.30 am, jab ghar mein main aur bhabhi akele reh gae to wade ke mutabik aaj main apni bhabhi ko apni wife banana ja raha tha. Main kitchen mein gia aur bhabhi ko phir se picche se pakad liya. Bhabhi kuchh nervous thi ke kahin hum dono range hathon pakde na jaen. Maine kuchh nahin hoga ka aashwasan diya. ”“Dad, how will I know when a woman has those feelings for me, and how will I know she’s willing to act on those feelings?”“Sky that’s not a question I can answer, every woman is different and every woman has different ideas of how she wants to share her body. If I had to tell you one thing, I would tell you to go slow. Sometimes the fastest way to reach the top of a mountain is to climb slow.“Don’t be afraid to hold hands with a woman you have feeling for, don’t be afraid to tell her how much. There will be footsie under the restaurant table, and before that in the bar the languorous crossing and re-crossing of tauntingly exposed, smooth silky thighs. There will be a generous display of oh-so-tempting cleavage, perhaps from a certain angle the tantalizing glimpse of a pert nipple. There will be hands touching arms and the brushing of legs. At some point gentle feminine fingers may wander and ‘accidentally’ come across something trapped and rigid. Just a fleeting touch but sufficient. Bhabhi or mere sambandh bare hi dostana the par mene kabhi unko esi najro se nahi dekha tha. Bhabhi ek dam fit or modern type ki thi or hum aapas me bahut mazak kar liya karte the par apni had me rah kar. Ek bar bhabhi ke ghar Jodhpur se phone aaya tha ki unke bhai ke ladka hua he to ek function rakha he to unko jodhpur function attand karne jana he or bhaiya ko apne office ke kam se tour par jana tha to bhaiya ne kaha ki raja tu ja or bhabhi ke sath ja ke jodhpur Me function attand kar ke aa.