’Meine kaha ‘sab upar wale ki kirpa hei, mujhe bhi lagata hei ke ab tera bacha jaladi hi ho jaye ga’Voh boli ‘ jaladi nanhin 9 maheene baad’...ainey kaha ‘ han jaladi se mera matalab bhi 9 mahiney se hi hey. Yeh to mein isliye kah rahi hun ke ab pakka hei ke tu maa ban jayegi’‘ mere bacha honey ke baad mein mandir mein parshad chadhaney anyu gi’mein soach rahi thi ke parshad to tu chadhaney aaye gi mandir mein lekin bacha kis ki kirpa se huya hei yeh to tu janatai hi nanhi aur jab tak mein bataun. They all seem nice though and they all keep saying how beautiful I look especially Mr Jones who stops me every time I walk past with a tray of food or a drink to comment how I amazing I look. Come. Sit down with us Jane Alex calls as he grabs my wrist and pulls me down next to him, he starts again telling really bad jokes to the men around us while Johnny pushes a shot glass into my hand I cant drink this I say shyly Course you can. Hey Jimmy, you mind Jane having a drink with us? he shouts. In any event, if that were indeed the case there was little I could have done about it so I accepted how he felt it ought to be until one day I had cause to return some items to the kitchen.It was around 7 pm, coming towards the end of my shift as I pushed my way through the kitchen swing doors. In truth I never gave a thought to the idea Wade might have been in there changing from his Chef's outfit into his everyday clothes in readiness to go home but, as I stepped through into the kitchen. It wasn’t long before I found myselfbucking back and forth against her thighs. What awonderful feeling. That’s when she stopped pushing back against my hips.“Look, look right now.” she said. I was too occupiedwith my own pleasures to listen. “No, look, she’swatching us.” I turned my gaze to the camper beyond thebed of the pickup and sure enough, there was my wife’smother, pressed against the large bay window of thecamper watching me fuck her.