She almost got ready but the only thing that was left out was her bra hook.The well-dressed and hot-looking Indian wife opened the door and went to th... mirror and was trying to hook her bra. She called out to her hubby, but instead of her hubby, Amit came inside.He was struck by the scene that he saw. His friend’s wife bhabhi was trying to hook her bra. He told her that her hubby was outside and said, “Sorry,” and started to go out.Amit had got an instant hard-on seeing the side view of his. It was so tight, I could see the lacy pattern of her bra through the material and her hard nipples poking through as she must have been pretty cold being dressed like that.We chatted for a little while, asking the usual questions, giving the usual answers, all the while she was going about doing what she needed to do, but with a suspiciously high amount of bending down and giving me plenty to look at, even seeming to wriggle about a bit as she did so, so that her magnificent tits swayed. I just. It’s just the way I am.So there I was standing and staring at his cock and wishing it was fucking me. Meanwhile I could see his lips moving and eventually I got what he was saying.We had a talk and he got me a tampon. Apparently I had to come back every day so that an accurate record of my periods could be kept. That was fine by me.Then he said that an examination would be necessary to confirm my period. I followed him into the back and behind a curtain was an examination table. I can’t even. "He said it might be a big job that's about all. I kinda work alone, so I'm not sure I can do anything real big. I guess I could work on it everyday, but probably not all day. I would put in a full day when I could," he explained."Let's me and you ride out and look at the site," I suggested."Yes Ma'am that would be fine," he said."Can you spare about twenty minutes while I shower and dress for the day?" I asked."Shore, I need to make a few phone calls. I can wait here with Mr Wilson while you.