This was a sort of boudoir, circular, and lighted only from the roof, which consisted of rose-colored glass. Haidee was reclining upon soft downy cush...ons, covered with blue satin spotted with silver; her head, supported by one of her exquisitely moulded arms, rested on the divan immediately behind her, while the other was employed in adjusting to her lips the coral tube of a rich narghile, through whose flexible pipe she drew the smoke fragrant by its passage through perfumed water. Her. After about ten minutes Thomas woke up and entered the guest bedroom and said, ‘I’m next!’ ‘Ooh, Jim loves breakfast sausage.’ They both laughed at that one. After I was done cleaning Thomas, Cathy said, ‘Now that you had your breakfast, wimp, you can fix me, and my stud here, some eggs & bacon, and bring it to us in the bedroom.’ ‘Yes dear,’ was all I could muster in my humiliation. When I entered the bedroom with their breakfast, Thomas was leaning back against the headboard. Cathy was. I told her we can kiss in the washroom.I requested her and after so much of requesting she agreed.First I went into the washroom and later she came inside.I locked the door and we started kissing passionately…slowly I started squeezing her boobs and her ass from over her saree….she got aroused and was making wispering haaaa sounds.Suddenly She broke the kiss and said this is wrong…I shouldn’t be doing this.I said nothings wrong.You are satisfying and pleasuring yourself which your husband is. C. had started to unbutton her white silk blouse and was pulling down thezipper of her skirt when she heard the doorbell ring. She quickly pulled thezipper back up and hurriedly tried to redo the buttons on her blouse as sheheaded back for the door. She peered through the peephole in the door and sawthe back of a man's head outside the door, but as she strained to get a betterview she recognized what appeared to be the familiar brown uniform of a UPSdeliveryman. M.C. knew that she wasn't.