Her mascara smudge across the tops of her glowing cheeks, her pupils dilated and nostrils flaring. How wreckless was her behaviour, for us, for her ca...eer. Health? Is she having a breakdown? Was she drugged? Or was it Monica? Or most likely… me? It was mid morning. I had parked outside the house I once called home. The bedroom curtains were still closed. Which was strange. Semra was house proud and there was no way she would leave them like that without good reason. She was obviously sleeping. ”“Now strip naked. Keep the earpiece in and hold the phone but apart from that you’ll be naked.”I paused, not sure about being naked, but in the end I decided to trust my wife.“OK, I am naked.” I said.I realised I was standing outside the room where I pleasured Rob and had sex with my wife a few days ago. I wondered who or what was on the other side of the door.“Enter the office. Look at the floor. Do NOT make eye contact.” came the command and in I went.Rob was sitting on the office chair. That day I woke up at 6.00 am in the morning and came to my balcony. Exactly down to my balcony our watchman quarters backyard is visible clearly. I saw sanjay[watchman] coming out near the pump provided for the watchman to use. He saw around but could not see me as I was sitting on a chair. He removed his lungi & shirt and kept them in a heap. He was wearing only a blue color vip frenchie underwear. The sight of this almost naked young handsome man made be erotic in the early morning. He is. Relying on a few specific articles, my choices ofclothing were dull, drab, and not very sexy.How could I overlook that! When I would use the MILF machine to change,I would have it generate the same outfits each time! I'm surprisedsomeone didn't point out the similarities in garments between mydifferent shows, or they might suspect that each different show wasconnect, and they'd demand multiple milfs per show. I can be a plethoraof people, but two at a time is something not even the MILF.