"Yes. How did you know?" Sarah replied, puzzled."Where do you think I spent the night? I'm out front. I got coffee andbagels at seven am but other ...han that I haven't moved." He soundedpissed."Well get up here! I've made progress." Sarah snapped the phone shut.She was a little pissed off with Randy's self righteous bullshit.She put on fresh coffee and was cleaning up when she heard a tentativeknock on the door.Randy sat at the breakfast bar looking a little sulky. He kept glancingat the. You would not know to look at them that they were going to anything but afternoon tea at Mrs. Rogers’ house. The well-known professional woman wore a smart no nonsense suit with a crisp white blouse. She soon abandoned the jacket and I could tell that there was no bra to encumber her vibrant breasts. As the doorman I wore only a thong to hold my member in place but leaving my backside virtually bare. A butler’s collar and bowtie completed the lewd costume. Naturally as they entered the house. The beer and drinking had my wife giggly, and for the first time in years, she was flirting. Jason was an active duty Marine who was on leave. His parents lived in Columbus, and he had come to Cincinnati to stay with a buddy who went to UC. Jason was 22 years old at the time, loaded with a double serving of attitude and confidence about himself. There was no doubt he was a strong Alpha type male. After a few more dances, lots of groping on Jason's part and several more drinks, my wife was. Maybe that Palki is sitting there.Jeet: But jaan, are you fine here?Shimona: Yaa, I’ll manage jaanu, you go na, try!As I wore my shoes, Manik poured baby oil on Shimona’s buns. Massaging her lower back, he made small talk, “Ma’am, your haircut is so sexy.” Shimona replied happily, “I got it this morning. Earlier, I had long hair up till here,” showing a point on her shoulder.She closed her eyes and relaxed with a deep “Umm.” He oiled her ass crack, with his middle finger hooked in her cunt..