I said, 8:30? Isnt that kind of late for dinner? Oh, they arent coming for dinner. Their daughter has a late piano recital and I think theyre coming o...er after they drop her off. At dinner, Judy drank more wine than she usually would with the kids around. She wasnt drunk, but seemed to want to get into a party mood. I helped her get the kids to bed at 8pm and knew they would be out cold any minute after their long day of sports and other activities. I poured myself a big glass of wine trying to. Gajar kaafi sakt tha jisse use jalan hone lagi. Woh mujhe tel ki bottle deti hui boli: Thoda tel aur dalo jalan ho rahi hai.Main tel ki bottle se uski gaand ki ched par tel dala aur gajar ko dheere se andar dala . Is baar uske muh se masti bhari aah nikal padi jisse samajh gaya ki use isbar maza aa gaya. To main gajar ko adha ghusa kar use dheere dheere chodne laga. Woh aahe barti hui counter pe hath rakh jhukne lagi.Main samajh gaya ki woh gajar ko aur andar lena chahti hai. Thodi der main hi. I turn, slowly and methodically towards her and walk up behind her. My hands reach for her hips as my head moves over her freckled left shoulder. She lets out a short gasp when the calloused hand, cold from the chill of night, grasps her hip.My right-hand shuts the door as I whisper, "Tonight you are mine. You do as I say when I say, do you understand?" Yes," she practically gushes out as I nibble her earlobe.She tries to press into me, craving physical intimacy, I move away. I see her. I was so worked up from the wait and the anticipation and all the flirting that I just could not resist. I walked up to him, through my arms around his neck, pressed my hard nipples against his chest, and looked him deep in his eyes and the put my mouth on his before he could say a word. I didnt move. I waited to see how he reacted. I was holding my breath. It seemed like an eternity! Finally, I felt my sons hands wrap around my waist and pull me close. I pulled my lips away from his and looked.