Her name is Deepti. Now, before the story starts, I want to tell you about my wife. She is 28. She is a very shy, not conservative, religious and wear... all modern dress with modesty. Loves to explore things if I allow.Telling about our experience here is awesome. She is very fair and a beauty queen. Her figures were 32-28-34. Wherever she goes, everybody turns their heads towards her and it is very common for me to see. We are married for last 3 years and we bored of sex after her pregnancy,. I like to tuck it up in there when we are zipping across the lake so it doesn't roll around in the boat.Naw, I ain't got any cups. Just use the lid. Don't poke the cork back in the thermos too hard. It's getting old and hard to pull out.Munchies? Yeah, I got munchies. What's your pleasure: Powdered donuts or the chocolate covered ones? No, the wild rice brats are for our island cook out lunch later. Stay out of the buns... they are to wrap around our brats. Trust me. Eat a donut. If ya' want. She asked about my gf, whether I had gf r not, I said no, y couldn’t u have it, for that I said, I didn’t got a good gf like u, if ur not having any objection will u be my gf? For that she said that she is already married women, she is worry about her neighbors and her parents in law, even though she is staying separately with her hubby ,I said that I don’t tell to anyone, and she asked me whether I had sex with anyone before, I was very much surprised for that words, I said till now I had not. Eager to keep to the conversation going, she came up with ‘Um, can I see your belt buckle again?’ I knew she wasn’t that interested in my buckle, but this was her way of reinitiating a physical contact that we’d had earlier. In her mind this was a safe, familiar way to be intimate. ‘Sure.’ I said. She reached out and fondled the buckle. ‘It’s so cool’ she said, not really having anything else to say. ‘You should tuck your shirt in.’ ‘I’m too tired,’ I said wearily. Out the window I saw Mindy’s.