30pm. I rang the doorbell she opened door and was smiling and was giving the looks that nothing happened between us and first I was ashamed not seeing...her eyes but after seeing her behavior i was shocked and got normal. Today she was wearing black color nighty which of double layer outer one was ending below her knees and inside one shorter than that of other two she wore before. First I was watching TV and she was preparing dinner for herself then she said me that today I was early from usual. “Yup!” came the reply, and Jet turned the rickety knob and went in.The office was small, one long florescent bulb lighting the space. It had mustard walls and a brown carpet just like the hallway. Behind a desk at its center sat a rather roundish man with a white button shirt.“Hey Jet,” he greeted casually. “Four hours right?”“Three, always three.”“Right!” he laughed and rummaged through his drawers, taking out a stack of cash and peeling off a few bills. He handed Jet two of them.“Thanks, I’ll. Instead, he was begging me to let him fuck me. Anyway, I was enjoying playing his mother. Although I felt crazy behaving like that, but, playing a new woman to my own husband was driving me nuts with pleasure.“Not so soon son.” I had other plans. There were so many other things that he could do before actual fucking. “Your abbu doesn’t fuck Nilofer so early.”“Then what does he do?” He ran his finger over my slit, feeling the wetness clinging to my bush.“First, he forces your wife to suck his. Can I have another drink? Make it a stiff one." I poured her another drink, 50-50 gin and tonic. I was truly curious about whatever she was leading up to."Bill always said he felt cheated because his first sexual experience was with his sister ... or sort of sister ... and because I seduced him. Did you feel mad at me because I seduced you?" No! Absolutely not! It was a wonderful experience!" Well, I think Bill enjoyed it too but ... anyway the story gets complicated. Three years ago our father.