Usme chhoti bahu dipali ek show room me sales girl ka kaam karti thi. Deepali itni sunder nahi thi . Thodi maine kaha thodi moti thi. Muje uske boobs ...yada pasand hai. Main kabhi bhi uske saath baat nahi karta tha. Uska hubby ke saath main kabhi kabhi baat kar leta tha. Subah 9.00 baje jab main job per nikalta tab hi wo dono bhi apni bike per nikalte. Ek din ki baat hai jab job per jane ko nikala maine dekha society ke nake per dipali khadi thi. Maine puchha “kaha jana hai?” To wo boli “job per. This nurse looked like she'd stepped out of a Victoria's Secret fashion show for doctors!She was very tall with long, straight red hair and white all over, from the 3" stiletto slings she had on her feet, to the nylon stockings on her impossibly long legs, to the short little dress that was just as tight around her thighs as it was around her ridiculously large breasts. Her blouse had an exaggerated 'V' neckline that exposed the creamy, jiggly valley of her deep cleavage, pulling against. She’d address it to the ‘cute one’, or “Stud”, or ‘The big Man of the House”, with a notation that she’d stopped over. I knew she was in-experienced because she always engaged me in some manner of conversations regarding sex. These conversations we had were usually very specific on her part. ‘Do all men like big boobs?’ Do all men like smooth, shaved legs? Do men mind if the woman is taller than he is? Do all men like to French kiss? Do men like shaved or unshaved women? On this particular. ‘Why not?’ asked Wendy. ‘Because, darling, if you remember a while back you had me wear a pair of your knickers whilst you went to an audition and I had horrendous problems with erections all day. It was almost painful at times.’ ‘Yes, but remember the fantastic ‘release’ I gave you when I got back! You really enjoyed that. And in this case we’ll be with lots of other people so I don’t think it will be a problem,’ she stated. As usual Wendy got her own way. I just couldn’t resist her.Wendy.