Twenty or thirty couples were gathered in the lounge area of a medium sized bar. Mary and I were there with the rest, expecting a strip show but not ...ealizing what all was to follow. We watched as a tall, fleshy, Reubenesque blonde woman danced onto the stage, dressed only in G-string, garter belt, and transparent bra. She immediately had all the men's attention, because she had a huge, shapely bust that bulged from the confines of her bra, beautifully plump and rounded thighs, swelling. “Salam (Blessings on you) Rasheed bahai (brother). Salam Nasir saheb,” Kulsoom said softly taking seat on the single seat sofa. She was tightly holding her duppata, which was concealing her treasurers, but at the same time enhancing her beauty.“Walaikum” they both replied in unison unsure where the matters stand.“Neelum was taking bath – so I thought let’s chat with you.”“Oh she always take long baths,” said Rasheed thinking that his wife had provided them opportunity to seduce this lovely. Rolling out of bed, I stumbled into the still open bathroom and hurriedly took a pee. Surprisingly, it felt cool, the heat from the day not yet making its appearance. Throwing on a short bathrobe with nothing on underneath as I always slept in the nude, I made my way downstairs. Having to pass through the living room on my way into the kitchen, I was still taken by surprise as I entered. She was currently dusting, as well as humming quietly to herself. And all she had on was a pair of small. " Callie shrieked and hit me on the shoulder in feigned shock. The twinkle in her eye and smile on her face confirmed that she enjoyed the quip, so I swiftly grabbed her up in my arms and carried her towards the bedroom, her all the while acting like she was a damsel in distress. When I set her down she jumped up and began to run towards the door, looking back to make sure I was following. The giggles told me to chase, and Mr. Dick had no problem with that plan. I caught her out on the patio.