“Hey Tom, everything ok?” I asked. He started in a low whisper, “Yeah yeah we’re all fine, but I wanted to ask you something very personal, an... no one can know. Is that ok?”I had no issue with that, and was more curious than ever, so I told him to go on and his secret was safe with me.“Well, here goes” he started. “First, I have to confess something. The way our windows face each other, well, Robin and I have seen you and Anna (my wife) having sex. A lot. All over the place.” I chuckled a bit. "He literally shrieked, then - I had to give him the credit for a goodthinking - turned off the light.I could hear my mother say apologetically: "He was wearing pink pantieswhen he came here, he spilled hot soup all over himself and I had him takehis pans off right there and then." Only then did she turn on the light. Iwondered briefly what she had meant as my eyes were getting used to thebright light of the main chandelier until I saw my husband standing in themiddle of the room, his getaway. She also kept exposing her tummy and left breast by wearing stiff saris. Her blouses were always tight, and after some encouragement from me, she stopped wearing bras when uncle was around. Several times, I caught him devouring my wife's body with hungry eyes, and I knew he wanted her as badly as both of us wanted him to fuck her. We were new to this business of wife sharing and didn’t know how to take it further. We again started enjoying crazy sex every night with uncle lying in the next. The man's eyes were as big as dinner plates as he stared at the inert body of the girl for a few seconds and then he appeared to try and look at everyone else in the warehouse at once. Like me, he was having trouble believing his own eyes and understanding what had just happened.A man who'd been standing beside Pat went over and joined the one by the woman. He bent down and felt for the girl's pulse, then looked at Pat shaking his head.Damn it, that was unnecessary." Pat said, "You better get.