She wears very tight jeans, high heeled red pumps and a white t-shirt that is so tight I can see Her nice big tits and nipples piercing through it, sh... is not wearing a bra. I dare not look at Her (I remember her strict orders in Her presence), but I see my wife checking Her out. The Mistress notices it and raises an eyebrow. Hi Chantal, I understood something was delivered for me, she says to my wife without giving me any notice. Yes, a mysterious box, Chantal says while laughing somewhat. It was my first attempt. Today I am narrating my another experience just for you. I am Rakesh from Mumbai aged 35 years, handsome and very sexy. I am working for a Telecom company in Mumbai. On a working day I was sitting in my office and planning for tomorrow’s meeting with the General Manager of a company. Just then I got call from my wife Jaya. She asked me to come home early as some guests were coming to our home. I just said ok and got back to my work.I reached home in the evening and saw. Well she wouldn’t have brought this up to say that she didn’t want to do it -- or would she have? Carolyn was sometimes brutally frank.“Are you suggesting getting pregnant now?”“We could ... I could. Oh, you know what I mean. Still, it’s damn early. And, then too, it’s a lot more outgo than you budgeted.”“Yeah. It would be a stretch.” On the other hand, it would be the sort of reason for going into debt that his company would respect. That was more his worry than the actual debt; if he couldn’t. Cindi laughed, “That was epic. And I will rub some lemon juice in the wound and tell you Jorge went to eleven with her!”“Fucking hell!” I said, laughing hard. “That actually makes it even more epic! And I do NOT begrudge our late friend one bit!”Cindi’s eyes twinkled, “And reports say she was fantastic in bed.”“Good for him! So, interested in getting to know our friend?”“Oh hell, why not! If your sister can take those young Naval officers to Saint Martin, I suppose I can have my own crazy fling.