She reminded me of my shower and told me she’d be in the bed when I came out. I finished my shower, then put on some shorts and went into the bedroo... where she was waiting in the bed under the covers. She motioned me to stand by the bed and she made her way over. She lowered my shorts unleashing the hard I had from the confines of my shorts to open air. She reached out grabbing my cock and slowly stroking it while fondling my balls with her other hand. “Is this hard thing for me!” she exciting. E. Mr.Raghu bhai. Everyone try to meet him. My family relatives and my hubby also meet him and told me that Aruna you did good work to agree him to bring here. Press reporter also comes to take short interviwes of Mr.Raghu bhai.I also meet Mr.Raghu bhai and gave him a smile. He also smiled and said “Aruna you look so beautiful.” To my husband – “Mr.Prakash you are so lucky to have such a good minded also beautiful wife”.My hubby feels proud to hear this. I served foods to Mr.Raghu bhai and. When this happened she was living in her own house. It was a small and very old house with a little open space around. The adjacent house belonged to one Kannadiga Raayar Brahmin who had died. He had two wives and there was dispute among his children in division of property and some court case was going on. (Now all these houses have been demolished and apartments have been built and my Aunty stays in a flat.)My Aunty's house was divided into two portions — one portion was occupied by her and. “There. She said. I did it and he was so frickin’ cute. Just for the record, he is very well endowed. You picked a cute one too.” She laughed. We drove home pretty much in silence, lost in our own thoughts. I would have imagined I be in a state of sexual arousal after seeing another man kissing and fondling my wife. This is what I wanted, this is what I dreamed of and masturbated to, time and time again. Getting to watch a younger man holding my sweet Catholic wife close on the dance floor, his.