The typical autumnal evening with the trees shedding their leaves in the rain soaked wind over a carpet of golden browns.It was nice to be inside.I ha... my arm around my sexy ethnic wife who was dressed in her pink dressing gown. She was British Asian with long legs, a nice wholesome rack and the biggest black eyes imaginable. Her skin was the palest shade of mocha.Katrina and I was watching an annoying travel vlogger on our large flatscreen. A load of over privileged students where getting. I can’t get this again and again by encouraging you. This is something that society would never accept.Me: What if nobody knows about this?She listened to me and again fell in a dilemma. But this time I gave her time without forcing myself on her. I know I left her in the middle of some highly satisfying thing. I know she would want it back and it happened.Madhavi ma’am: Okay. Till the doors of this lift open, let’s do whatever we feel like doing and then just keep your mouth shut after going. As I heard her at the front door I would sit in my big overstuffed chair and pretend I was interested in the newspaper or a book. Alyssa would tell me about her exciting evening, kiss me goodnight, and go to bed.The few weekend or sometimes week long trips that she went on were the worst. I constantly worried about where she was, what she was doing, and with whom. Alyssa's almost nightly phone calls while she was on these trips were welcomed but they just reminded me that she wasn't at home.. This show is organized for women by women, and in a sense, a reverse of what one normally sees on the high street, women in for free, and men pay more, effectively for all the free pussy let in to entice men in.Here there is a roll reversal, men are let in for free, and women pay, effectively to be fucked as their fantasies desire them to be.There is a door at the back where a further fee is required, and the age group drops significantly, to arouse a woman's mothering instinct, with boys in.