Unbidden, a nagging suspicion rocketed around inside her brain. Could Jay be taking her... out to dinner... and... She shied away from completing the ...hought; it was too threatening... to her... to her marriage!Sighing disconsolately, she looked at the two prime steaks she was marinating and had planned to serve for dinner that evening. There was nothing to do but put them back in the refrigerator to cook for the next day. Since she'd be eating alone, again, something simple was in order, so. Hath bulate bulate oor mukheo haat bolalam . aar akta hat aste aste oor golay hath bolate laglam. Ami nijeke aar samlate na pere kaki(Shiuli)’r thote akta chumu khelam. Shiuli chokh khule amake bollo. Ki hochhe. Songe akta dusttu hashi. Ami bollam naaaa mane. Bollo bath room a jabar age ki hochhilo ota.Aar amar panty aar bra and amar mukhe ki jeno akta hor hor korchhilo? Ami bollam tumi to bathroom a giea bhalo kore chete khachhile. O bollo ore dusttu bathroom aaio uki dieachho. Ami bollam. "Fuck her!" she hissed. Her eyes blazed with a wanton fire that had been long hidden. "Fuck her, Dave! Fuck Judy... let me watch you fuck her again! Stick your cock up her tight little cunt and fuck the hot piss out of it! Oh, darling, stuff your lovely hard cock up your sister's cunt and fuck her again! Let me watch you fuck Judy!"Judy giggled, holding her brother's balls.Dave knew this wasn't the time to tease or taunt his mother. He lifted his hand and held one of her tits again."You want to. Her hair was now neat, beautifully coiffed, and her face fully made up, perfect, ready for the day, ready for anything. Her mind was made up too. "Choose, Keith! If I walk out now I'll go straight to my father's attorney, and that'll be the end of our marriage. I can do it, too, I'm just furious enough at you! Plan A or B either way punishes you but saves our marriage. So what'll it be?"What could I say? Was there a choice, really? "I guess plan B does us less damage," I muttered."You'll be my.