Pan mari ben to hoshiyar hati. Tene thodi var pachhi fari maro lodo chusvanu chalu karyu ne dhime dhime maro lodo fari kadak thava mandyo. Aa vakhate ...en kahe “kinju have taro varo”Hu(me): etle. Mare shu karvanu.Ben: sala harami mari bhos tare chatvani chhe. Me tane maja karaavi to tu mane pan karaavish ne.Ben chhati sui gain e hu tene be pag ni vachhe gayo ane bhos ne dhyan thi jova lagyo. Bhinash vadhi gai hati ane bhos chora thoda pahola theyela hata temaj khul-band thata hata. Modhu najik. Next, she stripped off her panties and bra and tossed them into what looked like a laundry hamper. Wow. I looked at her slender physique, her cute ass. I held my breath as she turned around. Amazing. It was the first time I was able to see her face clearly. The long black hair of her framed a beautiful face. Although I wasn't able to see clearly from the reflection, I could tell she had the black/brown eyes that made all Japanese women alluring. Her breasts were small but deliciously perky with. She rushed upstairs and put on a robe that she tied loosely at the middle. She opened the door and the gardeners introduced themselves as Adam and James. They would starting work the following morning and would turn up about 8.30 am. Mrs V said she looked forward to them arriving, smiled and closed the door.Next morning Mrs V was up earlier than normal. She had a shower and dressed in a pair of sheer seamed black stockings, a black g string and matching bra. Mr V wondered why his wife had. "I took the straps and sat cross-legged on the floor to put on my socks.My breasts naturally got in the way of everything - I just couldn't seemto get around my swollen chest. I fastened the elastic straps and thenstood up. It felt strange to have the elastic run down the side of myleg, but the straps did do a good job of keeping my shirt pulled down(which also served to emphasize the shape of my tits) and my sockspulled up. Pulling my trousers on then proved to be a breeze, because Ididn't.