She said yes and communication gone little long. Before leaving that place she invited me to her new flat with my family. After a pause she asked that...I can come alone also and gave me a naughty smile. I accepted that invitation and told that I’ll be coming later either with my family or alone but choice would be her. I told her I’ll be waiting for the choice. Saturday, my wife got a call from Rita bhabhi. After dropping the phone, she told me that Rita bhabhi has some work at evening for which. ’ ‘I like this excuse for a man less and less as days progress and your story is told, Fair Bitch. Who did the demonstrating on your father?’ ‘Any female slave unlucky enough to be pretty,’ she answered. ‘And if she was married, her husband was forced to watch. Father had him tied to a post in the room, and stripped him off so he could laugh at the man’s erection at watching his wife’s humiliation. He said that proved the slaves were animals and did not deserve humane treatment. Sometimes if. He was hit or miss at staying in our room that week and when he was there we didn't say a word. Pretty much like it had always been but I missed our jerk off sessions. It wasn't as hot alone. About a week after he fucked the girl in front of me again. I was alone in the room doing home work when there is a knock on the door.I open it up and in walks his girlfriend uninvited. She was a very pretty, thin, petite thing. She was dressed to kill, short mini skirt and heels. All the slutty black eye. I looked at the occupants of the cars and trucks and wondered about their thoughts and their destinations.With a sigh, I reached for the shirt on top of the pile of laundry that waited to be ironed and folded, then I saw her. Traffic had come to a halt again at the red light and her car had stopped right beneath my window. Through her open roof, I noticed she wasn't looking at the traffic light but instead, her head was bent backwards and she was looking straight up, apparently without.