They were dirty but necessary, and I didn’t mind since I had worked up a good sweat. After all that a good hot shower felt great! It was about 1:30 ...n the afternoon at that point, and I was just toweling off, when I heard a knock on the door. I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to go look out the peep hole. I saw Mary’s car in the drive.Looking out the peephole I looked right over her head. Her second knock had a irritated tone about it. I opened the door slowly since I wasn't dressed. Most of the people were cordial, kept up their property, and after a few years I knew many by name and would exchange greetings at the grocery store, or when out shopping. I had become suburbanized. This was our fourth Christmas since the divorce. Denise was living with Eric, who I wish I could despise, but he was a decent guy with a great job and lousy taste in sports teams. He doted on my girls without trying to take my place. It had taken a while, but we’d developed a friendship, which. When i came she was in bath room. She came putting a cloth & opened the door .by that time she went to bath i saw her naked her pussy was full nasty hair ass hole also.after dinner we ware preparing to go 2 bed . She was wearing a maxi sleeveless nightie . With lot of courage we went to sleep .next day when i came home she was wearing a maxi black colored everything was visible .inside she was wearing a white panty & a red bra . By that time our new home was prepared & we shifted there after. I did not want her to cum and tapped her on the shoulder and asked, "Kitab achhi hain na? (The book is good isn't it?)"Several things happened together. She gave a small cry of surprise, her face turned beetroot red, the book fell out of her hand and she got up. Her salwar, which she had untied earlier to masturbate, started slipping. She quickly bent down to grab it. I took her face in my hands and kissed her tenderly. To my surprise she kissed me back. I then put my arm round her and placing.