She got up hurriedly , opened the cupboard, took a nightie and wore it even without wearing her bra and panty. She told me “I don’t think its my h...sband. I will anyway close this door. Dress up, put my saree, blouse, bra and panty inside the dirty bin kept inside the bathroom. Also just arrange the bed a bit neatly and in the mean time I will check who it is. If its my student, just walk out of the room casually and go back home. Or by chance, if its my husband I will manage to send him to the. But I felt compelled to pick it up.“It’s a puzzle box,” a sensual voice purred.I spun in shock at the sudden appearance of who I assumed to be the shopkeeper, and my breath caught in my throat. She was stunningly beautiful. Unbelievably so: Pale alabaster skin stood out in stark contrast to the dark shadows behind her. Pools of orange candlelight reflected off her skin, making it look like she was glowing. Tresses of raven black hair cascaded down her back in a glossy obsidian waterfall. Her. But I never..." It's easy."We finished our cereal. I poured the coffee, a cup for her, my travel mug for me. I started to leave."No," she said softly. "Sit for just a minute and drink coffee with me ... It is a thing we should do." Okay," I said. I looked at those brown eyes, the softly rounded, softly smiling face across the table from me."This is what I shall do today," she said, and she laid out her plans."You're not my slave, Lita. Do not work so hard." I am your partner, and I will work as. My wife noticed a new theater across the street and suggested we see a movie. I was a little surprised that she would want to see a movie on such a beautiful day, until she told me she wanted to go there to make out like we used to do. She held my arm tight and we headed for the theater. There were a few more people on the street now and as we crossed the street most of their eyes were on Susan. When she wore heels it made her tits jiggle seductively as she walked. I think she knew this and.