The voice was female, soft and sensuous. As she breathed the words out with a husky voice I wanted to turn quickly and see the speaker, but nerves got...the better of me, as of course they would. Eventually though I just had to, and after several agonising seconds I turned slowly to my left, looked in the direction of the voice and saw her in the open doorway. She was an ash-blonde; the robe she wore clung tightly to an exquisite figure that radiated sexuality with every step as she walked. I drove past the house at about 12.40 plenty of time nice large detached house looked just any normal house. Found a pull in about half a mile away so waited there until just before 1pm and then drove back. Parked in the driveway as she had requested, got out and knocked at the door. I had dressed in a suit and tie as she had asked me to dress smartly. A lady probably about forty or so opened the door and asked me to come inside. She too was smartly dressed a long maroon leather skirt white. Me:-but bhabhi, I am just wearing boxers inside. I said with little hesitationShe giggled a little and saidRitu:-its okk no problem for me.In mind I thought it a good moment as bhabhi is herself telling me then why should I resistI remove my t shirt and pants and come in boxer and again hold the table. View of bhabhi’s ass and her back was giving more hardness to my cock.Then I hear her voiceRitu:- I think my hand is not reaching there abhay I think you have to fix it.Me:-ok bhabhiAnd we. " I think they'd be downright tasty," Josh ignored him, running his finger slowly over a thick bushy mustache.Jane knew she was foolish to remain pinned to the window where she might be discovered at any moment, but her curiosity had gotten the better of her. In all her life, she had never seen a performance like the one going on in front of her, with the girl obscenely swinging her hips and slowly exposing the white firm mounds of her breasts to the friends of her own boyfriend, and she.