I asked him to come inside , he came in and gave me the cup. I kept the cup in the table beside and while doing so , slipped my pallu to show my breas...s to him. But he looked away and said he will leave now. I thought oh no, what to do I said stop. When he turned towards me I started unhooking my blouse buttons and removed it.He stood there itself and was just looking at me. I removes my saree completely and then removed the bra and petticoat. He was only standstill and didn’t make any moves.. Her legs were long and slender. She wants us back to give us a discount. She was one of those girls who spray at the glorious time,” said Nina.“We did stop and get our tattoos. I guess we are official, and we can meet the other girls,” said Bernice.“Let me see what is hiding under those dresses.”I watched as Nina and Bernice gave me a strip show. They had a hot pink matching bra and string bikinis. Their breast was pushed up which made them look yummy. The cloth barely covered their lips. The. ..for us, for you."He sat there digesting the fact that his wife not only took off her clothes for men for money but once undressed, she fucked them as well. She was a stripper... and a whore.For the longest time, he sat at the table, not saying anything, just trying to sort out his thoughts and feelings on what he now knew about his wife's clandestine activities. To his credit, Charles was not prone to rash, spur-of-the-moment decisions and he wanted to think this through before doing or. I thanked her very much as she poured me a tall glass of orange juice and placed it on the small dinette table in the far corner of the kitchen and offered me to go ahead. I honestly did not think much as she looked at me and smiled, her eyes literally felt like searching my body looking with a particular reason or purpose. I was sipping the orange juice and had no basis to substantiate but surely thought, she was making some odd moves. She was opening, closing the kitchen drawers, she was.