I got down from train,went to the bookstall and purchased several magazines along with Tinkles and Chadamamas and as I was paying the vendor, train st...rted to move.I ran and climbed as it was about to pick up speed.“Here you are” I gave the magazines to the kid. His face lit up.“Thank you, uncle” he grabbed and gave me a big smile.His mother also beamed.“Really, you shouldn’t have taken the risk.You could have missed the train” she told me.“No chance.I can out run the train any day. I am. As her mind grappled with the immensity of the situation, she had gradually been transitioning from grief to anger. And boy was she angry!“Hello John,” she said coolly. John took one look at her sitting at the kitchen table with that big glass of wine and a look on her face that could kill, and he knew. He knew she knew. “Uhhh… Hi honey,” he said, tentatively, “what’s wrong.”“What’s wrong?!?” she shouted. “What’s wrong is that last night I opened the garage door to get some FUCKING batteries. That’s when I had a closer look at her. She had worn a cream color Anarkali suit and a dupatta applied light makeup and had her head covered with the shawl. She was slim in stature. A bit shorter than average girls and wore anklets making a sound while she moved around.We were almost sitting when Salman got a call and he asked excused for a while. After 2 minutes he came back with a sad face. He told there was some urgent immediate issue and he had to rush. It was like a VIP guest was joining. Then I went to the kitchen and looked for the chocolate syrup. I poured lot of syrup on her boobs and started licking them again so hard that they turned red. She was screaming “pls leave me” but at the same time she was pushing me into her boobs so hard that it was hard to catch my breath. Then I took some syrup in my mouth and we smooched again mixing our saliva and chocolate. It was such an erotic kiss!!Then, we removed our undies and we were now in our birth suit. She had a trimmed pussy.