Lynn has lit candles and is reclining on a loveseat in a sitting room off of our bedroom. The sitting room is where we like to have our fantasy advent...res. Under the glow of the candles, her blonde hair contrasting with her black outfit, and her recent experience with her new client, she is exuding heat and lust. As I hand her a glass of wine, she bends forward to accept it, giving me the same view of her breasts and cleavage she gave Andrew earlier. I sit down beside her. Taking sips of our. But my husband compelled me to change back to the saree saying 'sharm kar! tumhara bachaa tumhare paas so raha hai aur tum gown pehnogi?"'Little did he know?!?'Apart from this nightly event between me and my son we three had an excellent weekend.That night we went to bed early as Arun's papa has to get up early for work. So we had more time to play around. That night Arun opened every button on my blouse and also released the saree and petticoat. He didn't whisk the garment below my crotch but. "Aah!" I moaned, relishing the thrill of three different mouths pleasuring my body. I couldn't take it anymore—I opened my eyes and looked down to watch the action unfold:Wow.That first glance—the image of Shane, Connor, and Tracy all licking my lower body at once—was seared into my memory for all time.Shane had gotten rid of the pink pajama top Connor had dared him to wear, but the other man was too distracted lapping booze off my body to even care about our silly game of Truth or Dare.Working. “How the hell am I going to get through the rest of the day?” she muttered to herself. Again, her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Expecting that it was Lula she answered, “I’m so sorry, please come in, Lula.”Entering the room, Sue said, “It’s just me, and what are you sorry about?”“Oh, hi Sue. I thought Lula was checking to see if the room was free,” replied Gretchen.“No worries. I just saw Lula and she is starting on her next client across the hall. She asked me to check on.