As an afterthought I slapped on a bit of Old Spice cologne. Returning to bed, Rosalind said to me, “Mmmmmmm you smell delicious – back in a jiff.�...� I’m not sure from where it materialized but Rosalind entered the bathroom wearing modest PJs and emerged just ten minutes later in an ankle length, slit black shimmering gown that looked as if Satan himself had sculpted it just for her. Perfect was the only word to describe Rosalind. Her honey blond hair looked perfect, her smile was perfect, her. Turned out that all she had were somepanties and bras but that was it.The afternoon passed quickly and yes, I did manage to get some work done! Shortly after five I shutdown my PC and when back to Paula's office whereshe was also finishing up. The first stop was a small lingerie shop thatwe still shop at today. There we had a look at the various items on display. Paula was like a kidin a candy store. Finally able to touch and feel all those sexy panties,bras, teddies and what not. I asked her. But do not wear any blouse or anything. Wear only sari.”Radha mom quickly replied, “Oh god! What the hell are you saying? Everyone will be at home at that time.”Kailas interrupted her, “Don’t worry, Grandpa will be in his room. Deepak also will be sleeping. And I will make sure Rakesh has gone for jog same time. So don’t worry and just remember the time, 8 am sharp”I heard thud on the main door, Kailas must have left. There was no further voice. Radha mom too must have gone to her room. That. We lay there, his arms wrapped around me, for at least 10 or 15 minutes before we can even catch our breath and begin to move again. We get up, take a shower and then eat breakfast in the den.The den is my favorite room in my house, it has the big picture window that looks out over the yard to a barn that needs a little paint. When we finish breakfast, I talk Craig into helping me shovel the walk and the driveway. We got to talking about snowmen so we decided to see who could build the better.