Me: Oh, damn, bhabhi! I just wish seriously I just wish if I ever get a wife like you! Or maybe…I stopped my sentence before I spell out anything mi...chievous. But then she asked: Or maybe what?I smile as I answered: Nothing.Shobha: Come on, say it, Akash, maybe what?I laughed and said it out, pretending as a joke: Or maybe I get you instead. Hahaha!Shobha too laughed with me, and then she said: Hahaha! Wait, I am gonna tell this to Rakesh. I am gonna tell him that his younger brother wants to. She looks at me with that look again… my hands gently floating over her skin millimetres away from touching her. As my hands glide over her shoulders, her torso raises as if she is willing me to touch her breasts, but I shy away, keeping, just far enough away to tease her further.My lips move closer to her neck, my hot breath on her skin, a gentle touch of lips on skin, to let her know I am here. Her body straining to be free of the restraints keeping her from me. I move in behind her, my hands. The moment I saw him I was both surprised and a little frightened, though I did not show it. He was a tall person taller than my husband and my son, he was dressed in a thick orange undershirt with a logo I could not understand and oversized blue jeans that kept falling down revealing his white underwear. He was very well built as his muscles showed off thanks to his undershirt, his skin was black and smooth with no scars, he had dreads going down to his neck which were tied by a pair of gummy. “Ok Benji” I said, “I am going to pass a couple of leads up the back of the desk, can you grab them and hold then for me” I continued and he stood up and leaned over the desk, I now had the perfect view of the erection he had inside his shorts and was pleasantly surprised at just how big it was hence to say I took my time pushing the leads up however I was conscious that my tee shirt had rode up and my belly along with the top of my pubes were on full view, as was the bulge inside my trackies.I.