At around midnight, my sleep was disturbed and I went to bathroom and returned to bed. I was able to hear feeble voice from my sister room “fuck me ...trong, fuck me” and moaning sounds. I could not sleep and after sometime, I slept. Next day morning, sister took head bath and in saree, she was looking like apsarus. Her belly with navel was visible and she was looking very sexy. Sexual feelings crossed my mind and I could not control. I saw brother-in-law getting ready packing his dresses for a. Maine us ki taraf dekha aur haran ho gaya . Us ne blouse aur petticoat pahina tha aur us ki chuchian saaf dikhai de rahi thi kun ki us ke upar ke do hook khule the . Main us ko bhabi ji kahata tha ” bhabi ji aap ka blouse khula hai ” maine us ko kaha . Us ne khana mere bed par rakha aur mere pass baithte boli ” raju tum khana kha lo bra masale dar hai aur achha bhi hai . Fir mera to blouse ka hoiok hi khula hai tumhara to tent tana hai .”bhabi ne kaha .main aur sharma gaya aur dhire dhire khana. You may not agree but I know what’s best. I want my husband locked in chastity. I want my husband sucking cock. My husband will learn to not only love but crave the salty taste of other men’s juices. I want real men who will fuck my pussy. And I want a husband who will clean up after them. Are you my husband. Do you want to see me happy. You know I love you I told her. Then prove it she said. Put that chastity cage on now. Get the feel of it as it grabs your cock and balls. Wear that cage all. Her name was “Gracie” and she was a widow in her late 50’s. Gracie was not a little old lady by any stretch. She was attractive and slender. She appeared to have (my guess) about 34C breasts and green eyes. She had decided to embrace the onset of gray hair by coloring her hair silver and wearing it in a short cut. She smiled freely and had green eyes. Gracie and I had chatted from time to time whenever we encountered each other in the lobby or elevator. On my first full day back home, I ran.