Pam and I looked at each other in complete and total astonishment. Aunt Connie was kneeling in front of a shirtless man, a look of wanton lust covered...her face, and obviously she was struggling to remove his pants. Clothes were strewn haphazardly around the area.At first the scene was so shocking that I could not fully comprehend what was happening. Then I realized... The man was Uncle Clyde!"Holy shit!" mouthed Pamela silently. "Uncle Clyde and Aunt Connie."Before either of us could say or do. He came in and stared at my body as I locked the door. He said that I looked gorgeous and pulled me to him and started kissing my lips, his hands pressing my hip and then fondling my bare back. “Madam you are so hot. I never slept after I saw you . I feel like making love to you every day. I’m not even thinking of my girlfriend.” I felt really flattered and pushed his face to my boobs. They were getting heavier and I wanted him to strip me then. He looked into my eyes and pulled down my pallu,. Aur unhe logo ke saath timepass karta rehta hu, chahe aurtein ho aur ya mard. Iss business mein toh bohut kism ke log milte hai.” Yeh bolte hi usne apna haath meri taang par sehlaana shuru kar diya.Maine kuch bhi nahi kaha aur uss ke haath ko dekhta gaya. Woh fir bolne laga, “Darasal aaj kal ki duniya mein enjoy karna bohut zaroori hai. Fark nahi padna chahiye ke aurat ke saath ya mard ke saath. Aur agar mard ka package acha ho toh fir toh sochna bhi nahi chahiye.”Hameed ki baato aur meri taang. After the first few months of blissful married life, there never seemed a better time to arrive home than after eight by which time his wife, Isobel, would have forgotten all the things that had been pissing her off during the day.It wasn't that Alex didn't love Isobel. In many ways she was the ideal woman for him. She was steady and reliable and she loved him. Furthermore, she was a woman who'd also brought with her a substantial inheritance. It wasn't a huge fortune, but it was enough to make.