Come here blossom," My wife unbuckles herwrists and then her collar itself. "You two go shower, shower caps too, I don'twash either of you to wash you... hair. Kissing but nothing more okay?" Yes ma'am," we say in unison.We both stand and as taught, side-by-side each wrapping her closest arm aroundthe others hip and hugging snug. Our outer arms are reaching across our frontclasping hands at our middle. We are the picture of sugary sweet innocence as wesweep away. We wash together in a large. It was another ten minutes before Nick came back with the drinks and Jane seemed to be getting more flirtatious with me even when Nick arrived back. I watched Jane and Nick look at each other as he sat down and he started the conversation off talking about Jane’s dress and asked if I liked it. How could I tell him that his wife looked hot and her cleavage was giving me a hard on. Jane patted my leg as I complimented her on her dress, patting and squeezing the leg my cock was hiding down and. I think I slightly blushed, and felt my heart start to race. Then, he rested his palm on my hand, and moved over to kiss me.I was literally seeing stars when I kissed him back. We continued to kiss and look at each other for a few moments, and then I felt a hand on my thigh, resting there briefly before moving on to my erection.Without any sense of self-awareness or suspension, I stood up quickly, and started removing my clothes. Then, I sat back again, fully naked, and felt his rugged old. She fell in top of him. Then out of nowhere his friends came over. They were shouting something like, "Look what Raghu is upto." This was getting out of hand. To make matters worse, her burqa hook got caught in Raghu's shirt. She tried getting up but didn't try too hard as she might tear her burqa in the process. She supported her body with her hands. This caused her burqa to separate from her body and showing a downblouse view that he was not expecting. She was naked under it. He froze for a.