We used to really enjoy other’s company.Slowly as I got comfortable with this sexy milf, I started to do harmless flirting with her. I used to pass ...n some comments like, “you are so beautiful”, “it’s difficult to understand how a woman like you is single” etc. And Khyati used to just blush. But, even she started opening up to me slowly.My lust feelings for my neighbour just started to grow with each day. And with each day, I used to push my boundaries with Khyati. I started to hug her while. My wife ducked first, bending down low giving me a great show. I followed her in then guided her through the bushes. The bushes opened up into a wide open area. deep in the undergrowth. We grabbed each other rubbing, kissing, fingering and wanking. There was a huge bowed branch that bent so low it touched the ground. I pushed her up against the branch, leaning her back on it. I pulled her dress up and over her head and frantically sucked her nipples. She kicked her footwear off too, standing. Before it turned into a lengthy conversation in public, I moved it to a side waiting room; they were peppering me with questions on working in the White House and my work on terrorism. They wanted to know if I was doing any special terrorism investigations or operations in Europe.My answer was that with my reduced role, it was time to do more JBG business trips and that seemed to satisfy them.I introduced Vicky to all of them and her position and responsibilities at JBG. Then they wanted. I’m sorry!”“Goofed? Goofed? You did everything but throw her down on the table and fuck her in front of me!”I didn’t like where this was going. It was almost a reprise of my conversation with Elyse.“Shh! You’re making a scene! I kissed her hand. That’s all.”“A scene? Hah! That was you! If what you did wasn’t a request to have sex with her, I don’t know what would be! And that was after you made me tell you I was interested. Well, you can FORGET IT. I wouldn’t let you touch me if my life.