” She looked at me then at my friend, then back at me. “The Tantus ... the black one.”I looked at my friend. His face was flushed and it wasn’... just the hot water.“Well…” I didn’t know what to say. I felt awkward, at a loss for words.“We’re going to have sex afterwards … right?” My wife said, looking from me to my friend, then back at me again. “I mean … we always have sex after soaking in the hot tub.”I coughed. I was stunned. Blown-away. I stared at her in amazement. We didn’t ALWAYS have sex. Wow my tool can sense hotness around that area. Then maine uska face andhere mai hi sidha kiya aur ek short kiya uske lips pe, woh thoda ghbra gayi thi, parmaine wapas ek sof kiss kiya then she started kissing me, maine apna hath uske boobs pe leke unhe dabane laga while smooching. I was in heaven, I was thanking god for this best gift, then maine apna hath unke top ke uppar se dala andar n I was touching soft ripe mangoes, took her nipple in finger, maine unhe rub kiya. Mai bata du ki ladkiyo. She was really enjoying this. And the way she talked to me just now, in that breathy, shameful voice, like we were about to do something secret, something sinful and nasty. It was the same tone I heard after we had anal sex the first time, when I awoke with her body languorously curled against mine, and she kept whispering, "Do you know what you did to me last night? Do you know what you did?" Well, she always did say one of her fantasies was to cut a hole in one of the walls and put my dick. The sea is too wild to go in, and sea sex is better someplace warm, where the sea is clear and blue. We could plan to go to one of those quiet, beautiful, wild beaches. I could have a dress on, so that I don’t need to wear any panties and you can slip your fingers in me when we are driving along. We could always pull over for a bit, in one of the country lanes and stop, so we could kiss a bit and begin to touch each other. Not going too far, as it would spoil the anticipation. We could have.