”“ Yes, it is.”“ I don't want to go back to mom's.”“ I understand. You can stay here as long as you want.”“ I hate her.”“ You shou...dn't talk that way about your mom.”“ Fred snuck in my room every night. How could she not know?”“ I don't know, sweetie.”“ She knew that I'd started sleeping naked, but she didn't say anything. He used to pull me on his lap, with her right there.” She started to cry. “Then he started with tickling me when she was in the other room, cooking or sewing or whatever, but. Please remove all of your clothes except your socks and put the gown on laying behind you.”As Becky exited, I stood up and started getting undressed. I got to my jeans and slid them down over a very noticeable bulge in my crotch. Then came my underwear leaving me standing there with about a three quarters erect cock. This was the last thing I needed right now. I was hoping it would go down as I slid the gown on but no, it stayed there. Damn it, Becky had an effect on me alright.I was just. See they are perfect. I turn and show the husband. What do you think? He looks, then looks at her to check for any reaction. She says, hell ya, he likes them. I ask her, do you want him to feel them? She says, sure Honey, go ahead. He reaches out and gives them a little squeeze. I say really? Is that how you grab your wife's tits? I take his hands a put them fully on my tits and help him massage them. Now tell me, how do they feel? Very nice. Still being very serious, I ask her, so how big do. To which she said “aab andar bhi aane do … khade khade thaak jaungi”. I came back to my senses and allowed her to come in. She went in the kitchen to have a glass of water. I asked her about her health as if she is OK.She said she is fine now and needs to take some rest. She made her way to bedroom and called me. She asked me if I enjoyed last night. I said yes and hope you did the same. She asked me not to share it with anyone. I asked her if she was not enjoying her sexual life with uncle..