Why don’t you give him a hug” listening to me she became alert, she doubted her face why I’m telling like this. I continued “he’s my best fr...end Sahana, please give him a better hug” she was silent for few minutes. She went to him and hugged Naveen. Finally Naveen could feel her.Naveen: he hugged her tightly and released “you are welcome Sahana”I could see shy in her. She bowed her head down. Immediately I went and hugged her from back. She was trying to escape from me, but I didn’t let her go.. I went online and ordered sex toys, joined a DVD store and rented Porn movies, and started wearing revealing clothing and sexy underwear.My body was smoking, I had great legs, could still wear the same size dress I wore in my teens, and even my son was remarking his friends were taking about me.I remained modest in public, my persona remained refined and feminine, but my darker urges bubbled underneath, always threatening to burst forth, and sleep at night was always only after a sex toy. I noticed that I wasn’t the only one watching her breasts bounce or the muscles in her ass flex. Jan saw me watching Cammie and waggled her eyebrows at me.“Jim just saw me ogling you,” Jan told Cammie.“Well, I hope that I get a chance to ogle more than your picture on SKYPE,” Cammie replied nonchalantly as she dug through a bag of clothes that I didn’t even know was aboard the plane, let alone in the room. We both watched as Cammie shimmied into a pair of tight jeans.“Sorry, show’s over,”. I was scared to death to return that call for fear she was calling and telling me she wasn’t coming home and that she was sure I could run the stores… and raise the kids? As if I cared about the stores at that moment! I knew it would come because a lot of people’s livelihoods depended on those stores, including ours. All that went through my mind in about a tenth of a second or less. What was dominating my mind was that I wanted my wife home!I don’t think I was breathing while it was ringing..