Experience dictated that most people doing laundry this late at night were not the type she wanted to engage in conversation. She loaded the largest w...sher there with the bedding and settled in with a magazine. There was a TV on, too loud since it was set for the daytime, when the place was constantly humming with the sound of numerous machines running. The TV ran 24 hours a day, mounted high on the wall so that patrons could not touch it. Eventually, she found an article to get engrossed in. Baato baato mein kb bahibhi ka haath mere haatho mein aa gya pata nahi chala. Mera haath baar baar unki chati pr lag raha tha mujhe unke body ki garamahat mehsus ho rahi thi. Raat mene fesla kr liy bhabhi k sharir k garmahat lunga.sote smay mene bhabhi se kaha bhabhi mere sar khuja do bahut kharish ho rahi h to bhabhi ne mere sar ko khujaya or mere pass aakar wahi so gae. Raat 1 baj rahe the mene janbuz kr apna haath bhabhi k chati pr rakh diya or essa jataya ki mein gahri nind mein hu jb. ...I was in the kitchen when there was a knock at the door....Betty and I had put on light tops with no bra, shorts and the cute little maids' aprons. Hardly functional, but we liked them...we had laughed at putting them on..."what the hell good were these things, anyway!". Betty went to the door, and looking not unlike a group out for trick or treat were the five boys. My son included!I heard them come in and decided to make an entrance....I figured if we kept them off guard, we could keep. Before starting the story I must tell u 1 thing, I got lots of mails from my fans complaining that the stories posted by them don’t get any feedback or comments so that they get disappointed & don’t dare 2 post any others stories if this is continued u wont get to read any exciting stories so please reply to the authors my mailing them. Now let me start with my story, The language spoken by the guys & girls in this story was Hindi but due 2 inexperience in typing Hindi I’m translating it in.