I looked upward to my wife, wonderment in my eyes. 'Who was thiswoman?' I wondered. She smiled lovingly down at me."Remove my panties Lee," she direc...ed with a gentle, but firm tone ofvoice. I reached under her red nightie, grabbed her panties at either sideof her waist and began sliding them down her amazing legs. As I pulled themdown, revealing her auburn red bush, I saw that her hairy mound wasglistening wet, droplets of her juice nearly dripping from her love nest.After I removed her. ."?He smiled to himself. She had reverted back to a behavior from their time together. She had enjoyed waiting on him while he was home, and so he insisted upon it. She would always offer him something to eat and drink first, and would never get anything for herself until he told her to. She had forgotten, for a moment, that she was in her own home.?He could see her wearing little cocktail dresses and playing hostess. She had enjoyed the little housewifely things, so he had her help him with a. I don't think he noticed it though since he didn't really look my way (thank goodness). Afterwards, after it was almost all dried, I stopped by a friends house and I don't think she noticed the slight urine smell... that was very crazy & bold of me to do such a thing. Maybe it's the thrill of getting found out. There were other times when I'd be driving home and I would get into the car with an already bursting bladder and have a planned "wetting" in the car on the way back. it wasn't that. How we will roam the campus together after midnight, our daily coffee at Coffee Shop, our trip to Puri together. She was listening very keenly. I asked her about her life in UK. She told me about her parents and asked about mine. She missed home. Her boyfriend was a little older than her. They were quite serious but her coming to India ruined their relationship. They broke up. We sat there for an hour or more and talked about a lot of things. When we were about to go I said, “You are an.