I had not completely closed my eyes. I was watching her through my slightly open eyes. Wow!!! She was bending and massaging. The low neck nighty was g...ving me clear view of her boobs and white bra. The thought of playing with her boobs along with her boob show were making me hornier. I was moaning with pleasure Smita ahhh you are too good yes do it all that stuff. I knew she understands my intensions and she would be stopping the massage at any time, because her palm movement was not. When she was having an affair, she was happier. Nicer. I didn’t do that for her anymore.When the relationship started, she encouraged me to find someone. We agreed to stay married for the kids even though I thought it was toxic. I never thought of myself as a bad husband, even though she sometimes made me feel that way.A knock on my office door woke me from my haze. It was Layla, my assistant. She wore a black skirt, a green blouse and, as always, heels. She had long blonde hair, big blue eyes,. She spoke to her mom first and then she spoke to someone else. A quick, "Sorry, Forgot to call. Just called up to say that I got a seat and everything is fine. Looking forward to see you". Guess she reached the answering machine. It was pretty late. 2315 hrs to be precise. I said, "Ah, boyfriend". She was quick to reply. "Nopes, Bhaiya. It's been long that we met.I did not go home in my last semester break. Settling with a guy so soon is not in my list of 'things to do' as of now", she added. I. ’ He chuckled. ‘I’m just kidding.’ They continued on the dirt road a little longer, passing a number of cabins, then John turned into the driveway of a large white two-story house. He pulled up in front of the house, stopped, and shut off the motor. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘we’re here.’ ‘We are, aren’t we?’ Gail said. She swallowed hard. Now what? They got out of the car, John got their bags out of the trunk, then he led Gail into the house. Greg seemed surprised to see Gail with his uncle, but his.