There were a lot of nice items there, I noticed a pile of veryornate rugs rolled up in a corner. "Do any of them fly?" I asked jokingly. "So...ry sir no, the FAA has banned the sale and importation of flyingcarpets in America since they cannot be picked up on radar and may causeproblems with commercial aircraft." Ask a silly question, I thought. Then I saw this beautiful beadembroidered bottle on a shelf. It wasn't that big, it was perhaps some kindof ancient perfume bottle. I. I was fine with that but it would be nice if she kept the hitting to a minimum. After about 5 minutes of listening to her move around the room she came over and put one knee on the bed. I felt her hands slide down my chest over my shirt and make their way to my pants. She nicely unbuttoned and unzipped them pulling them down a little at a time until they were off my legs. Next was my underwear she pulled these down slowly and I could feel her breath against my hardening cock as she did so. It. I placed one more plate and served Parathas. Then Shashi introduced him to me as Mr. Babubhai a renowned ladies tailor whom he had found out from internet. I could not believe as he was almost like a film star. But I kept quiet. In fact although he was eating parathas from his mouth I could sense that he was eating me with his eyes. His stare was directly on my piercing breasts. I felt shy and somehow my whole body heated up.We finished breakfast and tea. Then Shashi told that he is getting. So, I quickly headed upstairs, and then spent the next few minutes nervously wondering what was being said downstairs, and how long I should wait?Then after what felt like an eternity, my wife suddenly appeared at the door of our babies room, and I quickly moved to speak to her."Well?" I asked a little too eagerly."I think if you head downstairs now... Vicky might, still be there waiting for you!" replied my wife with a smile.Then she gave me a kiss, before stepping into the room to see her.