She is extremely beautiful, more like a Bengali film actress, very shy and homely, a bit hefty. We even had limited talk about sex. Frankly, we tried ...o watch blue film once, and both were so shy that we stopped it immediately. I never had any doubt about her fidelity or extra sexual urge, until I had to stay at home, down with pox, for a couple of weeks (Chicken pox), almost a solitary confinement in a room. Our only daughter was doing her Engineering in North Bengal.We were living in Dumdum. I kept teasing her by rotating my hands around her putti and she became very very erotic and asked me can we please go somewhere I am damn sick I want you now..I asked her to button her shorts and get ready to leave. We got up and left the hall and came down and got my bike out of the parking and asked her where she lives and she told me the area and got on the bike sitting close to me with her perky breasts pressing again my back .She whispered to hurry up and ride as fast as I would ride her. There was no sign of Joan until nearly nine o'clock. When she appeared, she wore a light summer weight robe and slippers. Her hair was disheveled and I could tell just looking at her that she had been crying for some time. I moved to take her in my arms."Oh, Mark, it hurts so much."There wasn't much I could say that would change that or make her feel any better so I chose to just hold her close. Finally I suggested that she might be a little better if we sat in the hot tub, and she agreed.We. It all came to light one day when Patty return homefrom shopping with Susan. Susan open a package fromSaks and showed me a pair of very pretty floweredpanties. I have always had an appreciation for women’sunder garments but that day my interest was more thancasual. Instead of simply acknowledging the panties aswould be my normal practice, I walked over to whereSusan was standing and felt the fabric between my thumband index finger. After acknowledging how soft and smooth the fabric.