She grabbed the towel from me. "I *hate* this place! A dozen times a year, there's no hot water!" She stomped toward the bedroom, muttering angrily, "...h, I don't have time anyway..." While I gathered her pajamas off the floor I heard her saying from the bedroom, "I can't believe I'm going to work like this! In the *shop*!"I stepped into the shower and turned on the hot tap. After a few seconds it became a little warmer, though not hot.I called into the bedroom. "Martha? The water warmed up." It. We got dressed to go to the beach and my wife dressed in her normal beach outfit. It was her cute thong bikini and her shirt dress. She always looked hot. As we drove into the beach parking lot, I went around to open the door for my wife. As she got out I told her to turn around and face the car. She did and I then reached under her shirt and pulled her thong undies down to her ankles. She turned around quickly and was about to say something when I stopped her cold and said its my 30. 'Her life was more miserable than mine' she said. 'I wish you could tell me' he said. 'When I can't tell you what happened to me how I can tell you about her' she said. 'I will wait' saying this he resigned. What am I going to do with this man; he is getting eager thought his grandma. Changing the subject he asked 'how do you spend your spare time.' 'I play' saying this she got up and removing some beads from a box she showed him. Vinit was surprised when he had them in his hands as they were. I was wearing a gold lame mini dress. It was barely long enough to cover my ass. It had spaghetti straps so I decided on no bra. My 36D boobs would move freely under it. I had on a red lace g-string and a pair of bright red cfm heels. My shoulder length dark black hair was styled perfectly and I checked my red lipstick before leaving. We had a light sushi dinner and then hit the tables. My friends were a lot more into gambling then I was. They wanted to play some slots and I decided I would go.