We went into Sandra's flat and, whilst I got on with the housework, Sandra watched TV. Now, I'm not normally the domesticated type. Sure, I like the p...ace clean and tidy, who doesn't, but the whole 'cleanliness is next to godliness' bit passes me by. Having said that I scrubbed Sandra's kitchen from the top to the bottom and, when I'd finished and got the place sparkling, I felt proud that I had done so well. The washing and ironing got a similar treatment. In particular, Sandra has such a cute. 00 PM, and her husband was getting ready to go to Mumbai for board meeting. So she asked me to wait for sometime and started doing packing work for her husband. He started from the home at 7.30 PM. Usha continued her lecture. Suddenly, it started raining heavily and power went off. She was searching for candles and matching box and went to kitchen I and her daughter too followed her to help. Suddenly we both collided each and when she was about to slip I caught her hips. It was a terrific touch. And why on earth would he mind? My husband is not just my lover but he is my best friend. He knows I have urges and he let's me explore them. He also brings me to orgasm most every time we have sex and that may have a small part to do with my decision to stay with him. Just teasing honey.Our liberated attitude allows us to increase our knowledge on how to please each other. I know that just when I think I have learned it all I will pick up some hitchhiker bring him to a motel and have him teach. The girls let their skirts fall down to cover them to some extent. Both looked like the sluts that they were planning to be this weekend.We ate dinner and had a bottle of wine with our meal. Hope, we had found, had a low tolerance for alcohol and her two glasses of wine made her tipsy and wanton. She was sitting with her legs apart showing anyone who wanted to look her naked cunt. We had told the girls that our "help" wasn't going to be around this evening. We didn't tell them about the three.