"I had better get the office cleaned, that is what I am paid for," she said as they broke from their clinch somewhat reluctantly.There was much giggli...g as she did her work because from time to time Phil would run his hands over her bent over arse or stand in front of her caressing his own cock over his trousers. Eventually, the work was done so now it was time for play.It was not long before they were both naked and they were standing with Phil fingering her wet cunt as she stroked his erect. Perhaps, I should have stopped him much earlier. It is okay she replied in a matter of fact tone. I have seen him in much worse condition. Her words were interrupted by the deafening sound of snoring coming from my friends bed room. I was shocked to hear that. A wife so beautiful like her, recently married as was evident from her mangal sutra, there was no reason for my friend to behave like that. Why? I wanted to know, but she ignored my question. Here is some milk? she extended a cup of hot. She lowered her head more and held me in her arms, not like a man does. She held my bottom like one holds a fractious c***d. Cupped in her elbows, pulling me toward her, so she could press her lips deeper into me. I writhed and slid my fingers into her long silky hair. I panted and groaned, and tried to push her away, but I didn't want to. I wanted more of this. I closed my eyes and felt my orgasm sliding over me. I had been in this same position in Hubby's arms so recently, but it was so. I mumbled something about being asleep but someone had made a noise coming in. She smiled and told me to close my eyes as she was going to put the bedside light on. I groaned but did as she asked and once the light was on slowly opened my eyes again. Her face was flushed and there was an excited look in her eyes. When she saw me open my eyes again she whispered, "I have something to show you." "What?" I asked, at which she stood up and slowly drew up her skirt. It wasn't a long skirt, so I.