About 30 mins later I answered the door to a stunning view. My wife looked amazing! Stunning! Just a white crop T-shirt. Her total midriff naked and t...e shortest Mini-skirt you could imagine. Completely bare legs enhanced by very high heeled shoes.I was gobsmacked. Totally! "Are you going to invite me in Or just stand there Gawping"?" Sorry, Yes, come in". So we walked into my living room. I was still stunned and mesmerised by her appearance."I am here under orders of my Mistress to carry out. Not feeling able to reply as I would have liked – begging her to come back to London, to me — I replied with jokes. She did actually say in a couple of mails that she was coming down for a few days to see her folks, and would I like to get together for a drink. Each time I said I had other things on. Much as I would have loved to see her, I didn’t see the point: she was there and I was here, besides which I didn’t want to hurt myself even more by seeing her face and hearing her laugh again,. This incident happened when I was 18 years old. I come from a middle class family. We used to stay in a 2 bedroom apartment in Bangalore when this incident happened. Next to our house we used to have a family consisting of a couple and their two kids. The husband was a moron. Although he used to make quite a good amount of money, he used to spend most of it on partying. He used to come home very late everyday and pickup a fight with his wife, Shobha for very silly reasons ranging from too much. " She orgasmicly moans with deep pleasure."Oh shit, look how wet I am." She calmly states looking down at herself."Come here, you're going to clean me up." She pulls me from out under her ass and begins to rub my body up and down against her hot giant wet vagina.Using me like her own tiny sponge. Her cum-filled crevices looking like little lakes between her flesh. My naked body, soaking up every last drop.She finally sets me down and smiles as she sits there looking down at me."See, that was.