Soon we reached home. Then I was shocked to see a young lady, 25 years old in her nighty opening the door for us. Then came to know she was his wife. ...he is so gorgeous. Couldn’t take eyes off her. She opened the door and welcomed us. And she started going into kitchen. I was just watching her beautiful ass swinging around. But controlled myself and talked to my uncle’s son(Ravi) for sometime and asked him about room near by. He told that this area is costly and he thought for sometime, talked. We spent every free moment together, but unfortunately, those free moments had become fewer and fewer. The time demands of my job meant that our free time together was diminishing. I could see that the Deb was getting more and more disappointed that we weren’t spending more time together. I was determined to make it up to her somehow. Then, an opportunity arose. I found a window in my schedule for a long weekend. I had to work fast. I decided that we would go to the coast for a romantic. He did the same left on left but at no time did his gaze leave hers.She blushed slightly and delightfully...she was used to people adoring her breasts but it was thrilling to have someone in effect ignore her breasts in favour of her...well...her'self' she supposed.Their eyes drew them together and their lips touched again....he ran his tongue from the very corner of her mouth gently to her chin and down her neck.He gave her neck the tiniest nip and she thrilled from top to toe.He kissed down. Paintings, bronzes and just the sheer smell and look of our surroundings reeked cash in a big way. “Stay there,” she commanded and stalked away, heels clicking rhythmically on the polished parquet floor against a back track of the shimmering swish of her fully fashioned stockings, along a corridor. A couple of minutes later, I was rewarded with a £20 note, handed from bony unpainted fingers and no rings – odd - thinking about the rest of her finery. In her absence I viewed a few photographs..