My blood ran cold from the shock of what she was saying. Why was she fantasizing about her friend, Mike? Right as I was going to force myself to storm...in and interrupt her, I heard what I knew was a male grunting. Peering around the corner, I saw my wife on our sectional laid back with her legs spread open. Between them was Mike. Janelle and Mike had been friends since college, they’d met in their theater class. Janelle made it a firm and foremost point to assure me that there was nothing. I splashed some water on my face ...gathered myself and returned to the table where they were all laughing ..."we've pulled the short straw " Vicki said " we've got to go to the shop for more wine " I tried to persuade my wife to come but she was happy having someone new to talk the life out of .We walked to the car ..as soon as we sat down she was pulling at my trousers "what are you doing ..we can't do this "I said ..but that didn't put her off "you better start driving or they might think. ”“Sure, honey,” Mike smiled. “That’ll be fine. I don’t want you to overdo yourself. I’ll be up in the bedroom if you need anything.”She returned his smile and watched him walk away then slid her chair back and slumped down the seat. “This was really thoughtful of you, Tom,” she gave me a radiant smile. “I owe you one.” Her slumping motion had caught my attention and I couldn’t help from dropping my eyes to her midsection. She was wearing loose fitting shorts and the smooth skin of her thighs. Mag mazaa ali ki nahi..Pooja:- ho ali naa .Me :- mag ataa tu ekti karshil naa jevaa tuze mummy pappa zavazavi karat asti ani tu jar bagat ashi tar ajaa swatacha hatani khajvaych kala..Pooja:- haa chalel.. Mi ataa hech karel .Mi ataa taplo hot kahi karun mala maza pani kadaych hot.Me:- pooja tu land bagitlas kaa. Hatat ghetlas kaaPooja:- nahi pan te kadal lakda sark ast naa saral..Me:- ho pan tula bagaych ahe kaa .. Hataat ghyacha ahe kaa ani tuza maitree sarkha chokaych kaa..Pooja:- haa pan.