Within about 15 minutes of talking, about where to go for a good dance spot, my wife was teasing me in front of Yaz about not having any rhythm and no... being a good dancer, and follows it by saying i bet Yax is a very good dancer and he answers by saying her loves to dance and that he was a dance instructor a few years back. Suddendly she gets up and turns on some dance music and said can you teach me. I was getting a little lite headed and knew that they were also. As soon as Yaz stood up. With his heart pounding faster than he'd ever known it to, he chatted with the young lady who was studying music at the local community college. When she was gone, he took a deep breath and picked up the fancy rose-print envelope. Hands trembling, he slid his letter opener through the paper. He then took another swallow of coffee before he began reading.Dear, Uncle Bob,I was just sitting here thinking thoughts that a niece shouldn't think about her uncle.I was thinking that if you were here. .. untie the robe, but slow, and don't open it yet." I capture several shots of your hands loosening the robe, before I ask you to slip it down your shoulders just a bit, revealing the red strings of the camisole beneath. Click. On command you let the robe fall open, displaying the sheer almost-but-not-quite-see-through material of the camisole, your head tilted a bit with the sexy gleam in your eye, knowing how fetching you appear. I motion for you to turn and you slowly pivot, giving me. Her arms was still on her eyes and she was sleeping like a baby. I can see her naked belly from her saree, her boobs were going up and down with a rhythmic music.Seeing her like that was now enough to make me hard. I sat next to her and made some noise to check whether she is in deep sleep or not. She didn’t responded or made any movement. Now I thought that the pill has taken effect. After confirming that now I can play all my devils ideas. I slowly kept my palm of the hands on top of her.