“Arun you actually oiled my hair well.”Her gaze then sifted down. I looked at her very embarassed and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. After...I came out, I found Mrs Banerjee sitting on the sofa with her hair open. She motioned me to sit next to her.I went next to her. She was looking into my eyes and said “Thank you Arun”I took her hands in mine and said “Anytime miss.”we were staring at each other and each time her gaze shifted down. I knew she knew that i had a hard on. I looked at her. I noticed quite a few guys checking my wife out, as she grinded her hips against my crotch. I knew she wanted to flirt with some of those guys…I told her I would go to the bar. When I got back, I found Ana had made a new friend: a very handsome young blond guy.She noticed me out of the corner of her eye and winked at me. I sipped my drink at a table while watching her get down on the dance floor with this guy. She was grinding hard against his crotch and I could see the bulge inside his tight. I opened the door leading into the kitchen from the garage, then let Clare step into the house first, then followed closing the door behind us, to see mom and dad just standing in the kitchen not saying anything between them two, but watching Clare and me as we stepped into the kitchen, "How was everything?" mom asked us."We really didn't want to leave there." I know the feeling. We never want to leave there either, when it's time to pack and go."I reached in the fridge and took out a can of. ‘What can I do for you?’ My voice sounded far too hollow to my ears and I sighed, lifting a hand to push away the smoke that had followed me. Her laugh filled the room and rang like music though, at the moment too loud – much like a church bell in the tower on Sunday. As I watched her put out the smoke, I couldn’t help but notice the broad was poured into a dress that should have been outlawed the second it hit the shelves. Some black leather getup that accented everything. My head lowered and.