As soon as my wife had left and I was sure she wouldn’t return I rang next door Andrea answered and we made arrangement for me to hop over the wall ...t the rear of her house and to the property back door. Somewhat excitedly heart racing slightly just as the light began to dim I made my move.Andrea was waiting in the kitchen before I had chance she opened the rear door and I made my way in, to be greeted by the sexiest looking teenager complete with glass of white wine, Andrea was dressed simply. Then only we both saw each other properly and got introduced. Her name was Kritika (name changed) and working in software company. Her native is also Madurai. She was not so beautiful but for me she was really good. Her figure was 36, 30, 34 with long hair, fair, sharp attractive eyes, morning lipstick, a small dollar chain on her neck. And she was wearing T-shirt and Jean. I asked whether she wanted anything, she said just water/juice and she told me that she wanted to go for loo. She took her. Ron responded to her cue by pulling off her clothes until she was in her bra and panties and he was in his undies. Megan and I quickly undressed but we were both mesmerized by what we were watching. My wife took off her bra and panties and then lay down on the floor. Lying on her back, she drew her legs back towards her head like a female a****l presenting her hot wet cunt to the male for the taking. Ron peeled off his underwear to reveal his long thin cock pulsating in desire and bobbing up. “I’ll just need to get my house keys off that keyring,” she said holding out her hand. As he passed them over to her, she “accidentally” dropped them, catching them with her toe to make sure her arse was going to be pointing at him when she bent to pick them up.“Oops!” she said, as she bent slowly at the waist, feet slightly apart. Boys her own age stared at her arse as she walked by, there was no way that this dirty old bastard would be able to take his eyes off it. Her skirt rode up, exposing.