I drank and asked her to come inside the room to take my cup. I wanted to show her my new shirt. so I opened her wardrobe. She came. I took her hand i... my hand and felt the warmth. I was shivering a bit cause this was the first time it was happening and I was so close to my bhabhi’s body. I hugged her again. She could not resist this time as if she also wanted the same. I kissed her on cheeks both. I was confident this time.I took her face in my hands and brought her closer to mine. She closed. ’ She continued to look at me confused, but no longer sad. I took a deep steadying breath. She would have too, if she knew what I was about to tell her. ‘This is the address of your biological grandfather. The card is for him.’ I waited for a response from Danielle. I really didn’t know what to expect. I wasn’t expecting her to stare at me unblinking for a solid minute before she spoke. ‘Really?’ She was going to cry. Dammit, I hate making her cry, even if it’s because she’s happy. ‘Really,’ I. ”“It was no trouble. And I may be crazy but I can still ‘tell a hawk from a handsaw.’ I know how to please my woman.”Monica laughed. “My, we’re very pleased with our self, aren’t we?”“Yes. Yes, we are.”He walked to the bed and kissed her. When she tried to pull away, he persisted. For moments, they held the kiss, she seated on the bed, he bending down, virtually towering over her.At length, she pushed him away. “Slow down, cowboy. We’ve got all night.”Rising, she slipped off her coat and tossed. I love the word my wife, and he knew that just saying it was enough to get me aroused. As we kissed, he raced her hands to my saree and I started to remove it.I liked to undress quickly, and even though we should savor the moment on our honeymoon, I didn’t want to waste a second teasing each other.While still, he struggling with his clothes, we tumbled onto the bed. As he positioned himself on top of me, I hugged him and I rubbed my hand on his back and stared deep into his eyes. I could feel.