The way she smiled and ran her hand through her closely shorn hair. The sheer poetry of Kat in motion on the training mats, the way she moved from att...ck to defense and back again with exquisite grace. So fast and smooth, excitingly dangerous. That distinctive perfume that she preferred, when he was close enough to catch a whiff. Very delicate and very alluring. Even her voice. It was surprisingly low and sultry for someone so dainty.In the morning, as he lay in bed, he wasn't sure which dreams. Aur kabhi kuch family relations ko bhi soch kar karte.Meri biwi ne mujhse poocha ki, “Jaanu tumne mujhe har ek aurat aur har ek ladki banake choda hai. Yahan tak ki apni maa banake bhi choda hai. Par tumhare judwa bhai ki biwi hai yaani ki tumhari bhabhi. Aaj tak tumne mujhe apni bhabhi banake nahi choda, kyun?”Maine kaha, “Pata nahi.” Fir meri biwi ne kaha, “Woh to mast maal hai. Jawaan hai sexy hai boobs aur gaand dono acche hain.”Fir maine kaha, “Sach mein, meri jaan, pata nahi. Shayad. She’ll kill me”“What?” I answered. “Isn’t that the whole reason you brought me back here? To show me your hot tub?”I pinned her up against the edge of it and put my hands on either side of her, leaning in against her. “I thought maybe we were gonna climb in…” I paused, leaned in and kissed her again.“Then maybe we could get naked and have some fun” Then I thrust my hips against her as I kissed her again. She had to feel my cock grinding up against her. I was about as fully erect as I could be. Who knows, it could have been, but regardless I had her back in my world again. Shortly after we agreed to meet for lunch again. This time we picked a quieter bar-b-que joint near my work. It was actually a little too quiet though, for someone like me, who’s voice travels so well. We ate and then walked to my car. She was wearing tight jeans, that showed off her amazing ass, and tall red high heels, that had me turned on way more than I was letting on. I opened the passenger door of my.