He took a different approach to her, and kept my actions secret.'In her minds eye, she saw him once again, his mouth close to the receiver, staring at...my fingers as they strummed my clitoris and what had he said?"Shall I have her over to join us?"'He asked my permission. How many guys would do that?' She thought and mulled it over for a minute or so before reaching a conclusion -- none that she knew.'And what did I do? I went into a dither, couldn't speak; barely managed to shake my head from. In fact, I didn’t even like her mentioning about her ex-bf from her school and college. She told me how they used to praise her for her figure and how much they wanted to get a piece of her body. At that time I was too possessive about my girl.Then we got married after 5 years of courtship and the first night somehow I was thinking of my cousin while fucking her who had just grown up into a sexy and voluptuous young girl. I was surprised that the lady I always wanted to have sex is nude and I. Could be fifty-five."When Jay opens the door to me, his face is a mixture of both shock anddelight."Whoa...dude, it's been a long time." Yeah," I reply, awkwardly, "can I come inside?" Sure, sure."Jay's place still hasn't changed a bit. Not a single item of furniture.Then again, I suppose four months isn't the longest span of time in theworld.I perch myself on the end of the couch. "Listen...I know we didn't leavethings in the best of shape during our last encounter..." Forget it," he says, in. I cautiously approached the door and peeked inside. My eyes went wide at what I saw. My lovely cousin was sitting in her boss Mohan’s lap wearing only her petticoat and brassiere.Her saree and blouse were lying discarded at her bed’s feet.Her boss an ugly bearded man was kissing her lips while his hands were inside her petticoat kneading her thighs.”Zop ata saali item” he said and pushed Rasika on bed.Rasika laughing like a slut raised her own petticoat to her waist showing her naked white.