It was so sexy and arousal to me.She asked “what, are u coming in or not”.I smiled and said, “you are beautiful “.She smiled and greeted me in...She was wearing a black saree with so transparent and a sleeveless blouse.I couldn’t resist, I can see her perfectly round shaped navel through the saree and the curve of her hips.She noticed me and said nothing and went to the kitchen.I couldn’t control and want to know what’s on her mind.Her son was sleeping in the bedroom. I went to the kitchen, she. At the same height as her office and no more than fifty metres away. Although her view was partially obscured by the branches and autumnally denuded foliage of a tree, she could see straight into what appeared to be a bedroom.She knew the room well; plain, white and sparsely furnished. In front (from her point of view) was a balcony, the bedroom windows were, in fact, doors glazed from almost ceiling height to about a metre above floor level. Anja had no idea what lay below that threshold, but. Everyone performed the predetermined role.I witnessed that he was very capable to please my wife. Maybe I was a bit jealous about his skill, but I was grateful that my wife got satisfied finally. Sadly I can't keep up with her libido anymore. His stamina was great, both seemed a perfect match for each other. There was a good flow and chemistry between them, they worked very well together.The most interesting part to me was the age difference between my wife and her lover. Her lover is 54 years. “He must have won the lottery.” Sloan finally said.“I did my boy, I did, but not the money one.” And then he just laughed.“Papa, stop, please, you are starting to scare me.”“Oh honey, I’m just happy.” He told her and stopped dancing. “And by the way I won’t be here for dinner tonight.” And he reached for the back door to the kitchen, and then stopped and turned back to them. “Because I have a date.”The smile on his face was the biggest smile Sloan had ever seen on him.“A date!” Annie shouted..