I went looking for my wife.I found her in one of the bathrooms upstairs. She was washing her face in the basin. Her bikini bottoms were wadded in a da...p twist on the floor and her tits hung loose, the triangles of the top pulled to either side. Her long hair was mussed and tangled.She looked at me via the mirror as I came in, “Hey,” She said, washrag in her hands. She didn't look pleased.“You okay?” I asked.“I’m fine.” She said, a little brusquely. I moved up behind her, pressing myself against. His hands cupped her breasts and fondled her nipples as she moved adding even more pleasure to her body. He took one of his hands from her breast and started to stroke her clitoris as she worked herself up and down on him. She had sensations come from three different areas and combining in her brain to start off the orgasm that was surely coming.“I love the feel of you on my cock, there is nothing else like that. The wetness of your cunt sliding on me. I want to fuck you!”He held her against. I gave her another towel. We got dry and I wore clothes. I never stopped caressing or pressing or rubbing her ass , belly and waist and sometimes pussy.Komal: let me go and check on my son and she went out.I went under covers. Komal came after 2 minutes and said good night deva.Me: komal do you have to go?Komal: why is there any thing left to do?Me: there is a lot that can be done komal. I did not ask you for that. I thought I would sleep next to you for somtime. Anyways kavithas room is locked. ”Suddenly, she started to cry. “This was the worst hour in my life, and ... then ... I had to come home to this nice place and you.” She sobbed. “I don’t deserve this. She loosely waved her hand around at the house interior.I wrapped Jasmine in my arms and just held her protectively. I didn’t say anything but I was hoping for some inspiration. My shirt got wet as she cried against me.I sat down on the living room sofa and pulled her into my lap. Gradually, she quieted down, and then she fell.