” “But didn’t I make you jealous?” she asks looking up at you innocently. “Yes, of course. But I guess that’s part of the spice,” you sa... awkwardly. Your wife thinks this over for a moment. “I saw you looking at Jenny’s body last night, you know,” she says. “Well, yeah, I looked,” you admit. “Did you get turned on?” she asks, looking at you curiously. “Um, no?” you say with a furrowed brow. She laughs lightly and slaps your thigh. “Liar. Her boobs looked great in that shelf bra didn’t they?”. She slips into her shoes and out of the front door. Closing it so gently behind her that it makes the softest of clicks, still she freezes and listens for the sound of feet on the stairs, signalling that she's been heard. Hearing nothing, she walks hurriedly down the path and out of the gate. Almost running down the road, she's just about to turn the corner, when she sees her neighbour. There's no avoiding her, she's already been seen."Good morning Mrs Edwards" She says politely, as her. This was way, above and beyond, but as I saw the huge bulge in his pants, I really wanted my lips around his cock, and now, I was willing to do anything."OK", I said. I'll be right back.I walked into his bathroom as he told me where the bedroom was and that he'd be waiting.I walked in, shut the door and looked at the dress. It was pretty. Low cut and silky smooth. I slipped off my clothes and put it on. I then put the shoes on and yes, they did fit. They were high and I'd never walked in high. "Oh that, it's because now only I have realized that there are no hennacones left in the house, I thought two or three were left, guess I waswrong." For what do you need henna cones, are you going to apply mehendi to me?" What stupid questions you ask, offcourse I will apply mehendi to yourhands it's an integral part of our traditional outfit." No no no, I am not going to let you apply mehendi to my hands neitherwill I wear any accessories, I have only agreed to wear salwar kameezthat's it.".