. I used to visit her often in the weekends.. and we even spent time together outside. I gradually picked up enough courage to complement her looks no... and then and she used to like hearing such remarks. One casual evening we were both sitting and having tea and talking.Suddenly the hip part of Sarla’s loose saree started getting a bit fluttery, I could make out her navel and see her boobs against her blouse too.. I tried to stop staring.. but her stomach was so hot.. it was white and flat in. Holding both togeather pressing and sucking them was going on and she held my dick I was licking between her boobs and she went down and started sucking my cock directly into her mouth deep and licked roughly I started chocking her throat but she took it I started spreading my legs more and she took my balls each at once and sucked them I was in cloud 9 I started keeping my cock and fucking her mouth now she is all ready to get fucked anywre she then started licking down my balls den I took her. We stepped into the tub and pulled the shower curtain closed. Flipping the switch started the shower and we both soaked our bodies. All during this time my hands were reaching out to grab various parts of her body and her hands were doing the same to mine. When we were sufficiently wet we began to soap each other up. It was a fantastic experience to stand behind her, with soapy hands, rubbing all over her chest. I think I could have done that for hours. Soon, we were totally soaped and facing. The Note read: "To my small dick loser husband, I want you to remove all your cloths. I put your cell phone on the night stand. I’ll call you when he leaves. Don’t wait up and don’t you dare jerk off that pathetic small dick or yours, sweet dreams! Your whore wife! No, I mean his whore, your wife! Oh and another thing. I put that huge butt plug you hate having shoved up your ass under the pillow. Make sure it’s inside you when I call you to come up after he’s gone." I stayed in bed waiting.