. One or days . . ! I wanted to say HURRAY. . But no sound came OUT – just smiled, but wickedly (I’m sure SIL noticed it). My wife was happy. Next...day, my wife left early to office, after helping Girija in cooking and dressing up our son. Girija completed cooking and sending our son (food) to school (in between, she came & helped me to go to toilet and return to bed). By 9 AM, she came with my breakfast!OH..God.. she looked APSARAS! In my wife’s white Sari and blouse, after fresh BATH –. She bent over from the waist to pause the video. Hips swinging, Amy cat-walked to the kitchen. Standing in profile to the large windows, she poured her wine, displaying her nude body to an unknown, perhaps imaginary, voyeur. After she downed half a glass, she filled it again. Amy walked back to the computer and toward the window. Slowly and deliberately, on the balls of her feet, one foot placed directly in front of the other, shoulders back and proudly nude she strode.In the chair, she twisted. So, she goes through the paces with him, looking at his panties and stocking pictures on his profile in which he does have rather nice legs and ass. One photo of his panties and cock sticking out from his opened jeans is rather enthralling to view.She chats with him about him coming to see her and revealing he is wearing panties. Emma tells him she takes his pants off him and puts a garter belt, pulling it under her panties, and then rolling silk thigh high stocking up on him and buckling. “Thanks.”“What are you making for dinner?” I asked with a smile.Sia grinned. “McDonald’s.”I frowned. “Not. What are your plans for the day?” I asked, taking a sip of coffee.“I thought I’d study for school,” she calmly announced.I choked on a mouthful of coffee, coughed hard and looked at her. The angelic smile, a Mona Lisa-like smile, showed her amusement. “Okay. Got me. What are you really planning for the day?” I coughed to clear my lungs again.“I thought I’d go to church,” she.