“What are you doing?” He kept walking. I was slightly frightened as I’d never seen him like this. I’d never seem that look in his eyes before ...nd it unsettled me a little. “Are you listening to me?” I asked.He was now standing right in front of me. I was still fuming and my heart was pounding in my chest. I was almost shaking with rage and I was just about to scream at him when his hands came up and he brushed my hair away from my neck, pushed his fingers gently into the hairline just behind my. ’ ‘But of course! Care to dance?’ Elizabeth arched that eyebrow of hers again and Sean nearly melted on the spot. Instead of doing that though, he took her proffered hand and raised it to his lips then led her to the dance floor. The band had struck up a hot tango and Sean was glad he took the ballroom dancing classes that his friends ribbed him about. Sean wasn’t surprised that Elizabeth could dance as well. Matter of fact, she was a fantastic dancer and with that black dress she wore had all. I slipped on a pair of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself and for a mother of an eighteen year old son.I still looked good and I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week. I heard the car horn and I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat.I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my. Unke ghar me unki biwi hi thi unhone darwaja khola aur muhe aise hi kiya ki wo muhe janti hai… Mene bhi hi bola aur hum drawing room me beth gaye..Unhone bataya kki unki beti abhi soo rahi hai….Aunty dikhne me sahi lag rahi thi lagbhag 42 age me bhi acchi lag rahi thi unhone apna name daksha bataya… Mujhe bhi mature ladies hi pasand hai to mera bhi baar baar najar unpe ja rahi thi…. Fir wo boli chai leke aati hun aur me aur uncle baat karne lage… Thodi der me wo chai leke aa gayi…2 cup chay.