Even in the dim candlelight of the room I could see his eyes flash fire. “Second, I get to do whatever I want for as long as I want. So that means...that this is mine,” My wife let out a gasping cry and I saw that he had pushed his other hand into her panties. When his hand came out it was glistening faintly with her juices. Aha I knew she was getting really turned on when I saw that.“This is mine,” he shoved his fingers into her mouth, forcing her to take them and her wetness inside, “and. He took her undergarments and again he stopped a bit on her panty. It was so awkward for Zeenat. Then came the bumper question from him, which turned Zeenat red instantly. Sanjeev: Madam, I will also need your err.. I mean your bra that you are wearing right now for sterilization purpose. Zeenat: But, how can I give it right now... I stammered. Sanjeev: Madam, I will have to prepare the boiling herbal solution for washing and it takes a lot of time doing that. So I was asking you to hand me. I told him I loved him and asked whether he wanted me to wear another top because I knew the red would show through the white. He changed attitude immediately and agreed that I should change the top. So I got a dark blue top that worked with the black skirt and he was very pleased. To be honest, that was when I realized that what I wore on one of my dates was more important to my husband than it was to the man I was meeting.Since then, I have let my husband pick, with my contribution being. “How did it go again?... Just put the ring on and everything I say willbecome common sense for everyone else, right? But I can't just start withsomething too crazy. If it doesn't work, I don't know what she'll do to me.”I spend a few more minutes devising a strategy and then stepped outside,the ring now on my right ring finger. My mother was already inthe kitchen preparing breakfast.“Oh, Daniel. Good morning.”“M.....morning”I wasn't able to give her a proper greeting. My heart was pounding so.