She said “ OK” without seeing in my eyes. I said “agar kuch kadbad ho to mujhe sab se pahle batana”. One month passed like that every day I wa... watching her coming and going through the street. Gradually she started giving response to my greetings with a smile. Her walking style was better also but she was avoiding to see in my eyes.Almost two months passed one day your wife came to my shop to buy something. I ask her “Sab thik hai.” She replied “Yes, No problem”. This gave me relief that she. The driver held the door open for me as I stepped inside his taxi this time sitting in the front seat….he leant in and gave me a wonderfully soft sensual kiss…nibbling my lips gently and slightly probing my mouth with his soft tongue, his hands softly stroking my raw pierced nipples…. He climbed into his seat and I told him my address and off we went….on the journey to my flat I placed my high heeled feet on his dashboard and started to stroke my pussy gently through the flimsy thong….I could. It was on a Sunday. My wife always went to visit her mom on Sundays after church, so I had about a two hour window.I got dressed for the meeting wearing panties, bra and heels as instructed. My heart was racing, I was so incredibly nervous and was wanting to abort the whole idea. About that very moment I received a text message from him saying “I’m here”. I peeked out the window and he was parked out front. I texted back “come on in”.I opened the front door and watched him walk up the sidewalk,. "She groaned. "AI, do you..." Stan!" Pogs interrupted."Fine." She rolled her eyes. "Stan, do you know the local time?"Chastity eyeballed the position of the sun, then pointed up the beach. "North is that way." She looked at the beach-goers again. "We're not going across the beach, are we? We look like perverts in these coats." No no no," he answered, "not perverts, fishermen. Keep cover straight, Pribbs! But not walk on beach, beach boring. Up and along boardwalk. More to see there!"Pogs began.