Phir hum ek saree shop par gaye. Wahan par Bhabhi ne meri pasand se ek blue color saree pack kara li. Tab tak sham ke 5 baj chuke the. Wahan se hum d...no ghar nikal liye. Ghar pohuchne mein hame aadha ghanta laga.Bhaiya 8 baje ghar aate the. Maine ghar aakar bhabhi se kaha ki blue ko pehen kar dikha do. To bhabhi boli ki abhi blouse nahi hai to maine kaha ki. Main dusre blue ki bat kar rah hu. To boli tu pagal hai kya. Maine kaha ha.Bhabhi :- Apni girlfriend ko bol, woh dikhayegi tujhe.Main:-. No strings, no emotional involvement.”“I know what you mean. It’s been almost a year and half since I got laid. With the hours I put in at work, there is just not time to have a relationship. The last guy I dated just couldn’t understand the hours I put in at work. A friend with benefits would work just great for me too.”What they had both said lay out in the open between them. Neither quite knew what to say until Veronica took the initiative. “Look, I know you work for me. But do you want to. "Stop it!" she yelled at the empty house. "Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" Her body could not keep acting like one of a wanton slut in her normal world. She had to return to being Laura Packsworth, homemaker, and loving wife, and decent neighbor.Laura fretted for hours and occasionally stormed through the house in anger. She was not a pet! She was not a slave! Her husband might have had a laps in judgment, but she should not have to pay for that in such a humiliating way! She just needed. He put is large hand on my shoulder and laughed. "You scored with her Rob," he said. "Don't know how you did it, but she's a looker."My wife, Jill, was scurrying around the garden attending to her guests at the barbeque. She wore a pair of lime green shorts that emphasized her curved ass and a thin white cotton t-shirt that didn't quite reach the waistband of her shorts. Although Jill was not the sporting type she was blessed with long, muscled legs that tapered to finely boned ankles. Her hair.