Enter, remove all your clothes, and stand in the corner while you wait for me." Nude? I have not been nude in front of anyone besides my husband in 1... years! Do I really want to do this? I can still head home to the security of my husband's arms. But... I don't want to. My marriage is just so monotonous. I walk into Room 431 and close the door. I take off my white blouse and fold it neatly on the dresser. I unzip my black skirt and pull off my stockings and add them to the pile. I stood. Sundarla kaahi kallech naahi to aat jaatana fakta maazyakade pahaat hota.Mi fakta haslo.Mi ani maavshi baherchyaa kholit gappa maarat baslo.Ek taas zaala asel pan doghehi bedroom madhun baaher aale navhte.Mhanun mi bedroom madhe dokaavlo tar Sundar ani aai ekmekanchya kushit naagde zople hote.Tevdhyaat daaravar konitari khatkhatle.Aai ani Sundar doghehi jaage zaale.Mi baaher gelo tar Raadha kaku aalelyaa.Mala pahaatach Raadha kaku mhanalya “Arre Deepu beta Sundar kuthe aahe re ?? dupaar zaali. He seemed to be hypnotized by my motions and thoroughly enjoying the show.Smiling, he replied, "I understand completely. I have errands to run as well."He seemed to try and remove the last vestiges of sleep from his head as he rubbed his face and eyes. In doing so he seemed a bit upset. Was it because of the things he had to do that day, or was it because I was leaving, or was it because he regretted that I was there in the first place. Did he want me to leave? I screamed for my negative. Really? Couldn’t he just keep his mouth shut? Then, of course, his boss kind of invited himself and his wife to dinner at our house. And apparently, his boss’s wife is incredibly hot.So, last night, not only I had to make a great dinner, not too heavy, not too light, to impress my husband’s new boss, but I also had to be at my best to live up to his wife’s beauty. But, hey, no pressure.When I’m cooking, I usually wear spare clothes so that, if they get dirty, I don’t have to worry. Yesterday,.