.Wo kaafi close ho gye the…Ek din…Jab mere pati mahine bhar ke liye abroad jaane wale the to unhone bola khayal rkna apna keh kr nikl gye..Ab wo p...lice mere ghar aa pahucha or bola..bhabhiji kaise ho. Mai hakbaka gyi ki akhir jawab kya du..Wo kehne laga itni darti kyu ho mujse..Maine Kuch galat kiya h kya.Maine bas naa me sir hilaya or bola ki ap kyu aaye h idar mere pati to ni h ghr pr..Unhone bola…hanji muje pta h wo ni h pr usne meko apka khayal rkne ko kaha h or bola h jo b jarurt ho puri. I said, “What is it?” sure he had the wrong room.He said, "I have something for you."“I think you have the wrong room.”"I’m sure this is the right room, please open the door, you said you wanted it."What? I thought, is he really here for that?He lowered his voice and sort of whispered: "I’m in the room next door, and I’ve been thinking about what you were yelling earlier, and I’m interested. Please open the door, I have what you asked for."WOW! I thought, is this really happening? I decided to. She was soon joined by a very short blonde who had the lips of her pussy shaved smooth, along with outstanding tan lines where her tiny bikini had blocked out the sun. The two of them stood side by side soaping up, and even though he couldn't hear their conversation, it was evident that they were having a good time together as they both seemed to be laughing at what ever they were saying. After about ten minutes of washing, the blonde walked over to the door leading to the changing area, looked. It felt like heaven. We grinded some more and she took me by the hand to the kitchen. "Let's do a couple shots!" She says, not before brushing my bulge with her hands and giving me a kiss. After two tequila shots, we were both feeling the buzz and I guided her back to the dance floor, but then she stopped me, and kissed me hard. I responded in kind, and we were making out for a good two minutes until she said, "Follow me". It was pretty late and people had already started to leave. Her friends.