Khana 8 baje tak de dena.Dada ji kitchen ke bahar aa gaye. Aur fir hum dono unke kamre mein jaake beth gaye.Main – Kaisa laga dada ji mummy ki kamar...ko pakad ke?Dada ji – Puch mat beta kitna maza aaya. Jab maine teri mummy ki kamar ko pakda tha. Ek dum makhan jaise hai. Kaash main use chum pata.Main – Sabar karo dada ji aapko pura makhan chatwaunga. Jee bhar ke chaat lena.Dada ji – Beta itne saalo mein meri kabhi himmat nahi hui. Magar aaj pehli bar bahu ko chu ke aacha laga.Main – Waise dada. She had hand picked them herself, they were the kind of guys that she would have wanted to fuck anyway so it was not hard to get them to agree. We went to the room, she went in first, she sat them down in six chairs around the bed, she oiled their bodies down then blindfolded them and then she brought me in. She did the talking, she said here is your gift, have at it this room is ours for the next two days. It was hot in there in more ways than one. I stripped down as fast as I could and went. She had a slightly worried look on her face when she pulled away."You aren't going to be mad at me, are you?" she asked softly.Mike gave a grunt of pleasure, and both women gave enticing giggles. It took every bit of my willpower to keep my eyes on my wife. I reached up and gently caressed her cheek."Unless you blew up your car, I don't think I could possibly be mad at you," I promised. She still looked worried, so I gave her a reassuring smile and asked, "What did you do?" I don't know what. The top drawer on this side was a surprise. It was filled about halfway with newspaper and magazine articles that someone had either written comments on the pages, or affixed sticky notes for the same purpose. She pulled a few out to examine them and saw that they were all financial in nature. Stories or reports on companies or technologies, primarily in other countries. Most of them detailed the start of a new Chinese or Indian company that was manufacturing a product or marketing a technology.