She was continuously poking on my choice saying “ so you wanna set Anamika on fire once you go back” . Last we had lunch and by late noon we were ...ack expecting the children. I was surprised that this time she was talking on how hot couple we are or how and how & where do I have sex with my wife. Even that how energized my wife was in having sex and these sort of talks.But best was yet to come. Once home, my niece told us she is going to her friends place for night and son was going to a. Patiently, I waited, scope to eye, scanning through the visible paraphernalia of her life as I absent-mindedly caressed a hidden nipple and waited for her to return with her assortment of household goodies. They weren't quite the same as mine, similar and appropriate for the purpose I had in mind but not identical. How could they be? That would be mad. She'd of had to have broken into my house, rifled through all my belongings, gone out and purchased exact copies. Behaviour which would not only. While looking at her lingerie bin still sitting on the bed, she remembered her husband had bought her a few pairs of “fuck me” shoes earlier that year. “I couldn’t wear any of those,” she thought to herself. After another trip through the closet and still not finding any of her “regular shoes” to be acceptable, she decided to pull the shoe boxes out of the lingerie bin and give them a shot. The first shoe box she opened contained bright red glitter six-inch platforms – favorites of her husband.. ‘Thank you for the great time last night baby.’ ‘No, thank you because that was very special to me Jessi.’ Jessi pulled the car over to the side as I leaned over to give her a friendly kiss. As we were kissing, I could see that wicked glint return to her eyes. ‘What time does your flight leave baby?’ ‘Two p.m.’ What are you thinking about gorgeous?’ As soon as I asked that question Jessi pulled the car onto the road again. As we approached the airport Jessi quickly turned to the left..