"He'd been fondling her ass over her pale green dress, but now he lifted the dress and came into contact with her panties.He said disapprovingly, as i... he were the parent, "Mom, what's this? You know you're not allowed to wear underwear in this house. Do you have a good excuse for this?"She bowed her head bashfully in defeat. "I'm sorry, but Ron ... he just left literally a minute or two ago, just before you came in. Suzanne said I'm allowed to wear them when he's around. After all, we don't. He lowered his jaw to couple it with hers. As his beard pricked her face and neck, Ujesh was hovering his pelvis to find the entrance to paradise. Kanchana could feel every scent in his breath as her tongue explored her husband. Mutton biriyani, tandoori chicken, butter paneer, methi parata and the works washed down with an enormous glass of goats milk. A feast fitting for a king who was properly equipped to satisfy his queen. Kanchana heard the fabled words ‘I love you’ as he found the opening. I should have been more aware. I should have known. Molly's lonely. I'm probably her only social outlet. If I'm thinking about fucking her, what is she thinking about?Molly started to talk. She's interrupting my reading concentration. I get it; she's desperate for someone to talk with and here I'm curled up in my recliner trying to read. This is the longest I've been home in nearly a month.Molly worked to get my attention with more comments on the cartoons. Though I only gave her short. Then my wife answered for me. "Yes it is quite all right." and got up and was walking towards the entrance to what turned out to be a small dimly lit dance room. There was soft music emanating from the room and as my wife and the man entered, I could see other couples dancing. I then realized that he had been asking my permission to dance with my wife. I could now return to my booth knowing that my wife was being entertained. I was aware of Nancy returning and sitting down. I was about to ask.