Apne sasur ki maut ke baad do baar mein use chod chukka tha. Mere sasur ki maut ke 4 baad aachanak mujhe company ke kaam se bahar jaana pada . Kaam kh...tam hone ke baad jab mei wapis apne ghar aaya to mere ghar par tala laga tha. Meri biwi meri maa ke paas delhi chali gayi thi. Halanki mujhe bhi dilli jana tha par mein apni saas ko chodne ke mood mei tha. Meine dophar ko do baje apni sasural jane ka program banaya aur chup chap apni sasural pahunch gaya. Mere paas us gahr ki duplicate chabiyan. Teresa eyed her mother. "Let's go ahead."Charlene actually smiled! "That's my girl! Honor your commitments! When you welch on a bet, you don't get any new offers." She turned to me. "IF -- and I mean IF -- she's a virgin anywhere, fix it."This was a mess. How old was Teresa, anyway? Fourteen? Fifteen? I didn't want to go away for child molesting...Mack cleared his throat. "Pete, there ain't anybody in this room that doesn't know what you're thinking. You're covered -- isn't he, Charlene? Teresa. I couldn’t wait. …We went along to that bar again but on a differentnight. Hoping in that way perhaps it would differentmen there. Her reasoning being that if the same menrecognised her, they would spend less time seducing herand go straight into the fucking. And it was theseducing part that she wanted more so than the fucking.Though she said the fucking’s nice too. She had a couple of drinks to steady her nerves but shecertainly wasn’t drunk. She then got up to dance. He agreed that the following night he would leave his curtains slightly open so I could watch his 45 yo wife undress and see them have sex.The next day I saw them a few times and got excited at the thought of seeing his wife naked and having sex. Once it got late I told my wife I needed some air and went around to the guys window. The curtains were slightly open and I peeped in. Him and his wife were just starting to get ready for bed. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts. A few minutes.