If there was a red rock, but I couldn't get the time to meet Halana, I would put a black rock next to it. If I could meet with her I would put severa... white rocks there...each rock stood for an hour during the day when that would work. Three white rocks meant three o'clock. We had a place across the county road in the low hills where we would meet. I would tell my wife I was going for a hike. Since she wasn't really into that I could count on having the time for myself.The place near the. She has no idea that I am here. I wanted to know how you felt about it, and if you are uncomfortable, I would avoid meeting her.”So, the ex-boyfriend of my fiancé was asking me if I had any problem in him taking her out for dinner. Of course, I did. If I was using the rational part of my mind, I would have objected. But the urge to appear mature and in control got the better of me.“Sure, Jude. I don't have any problem. After all, it’s just dinner. Are you planning to invite Denise too?”“As you. I went into the adjacent closet, and I could hear deep breaths too.I climbed the commode and peeped, I was shocked to see. It was Ashima’s mother, with her saree lifted up and, the blouse was just hanging, and her boobs were free. She was riding a man on the toilet seat and kissing him passionately. The man was pressing her boobs, and she was moaning.I was wet watching them fuck, and playing with my clit. I called up Hardik and said, “Washroom, 2nd closet from the left, I am dripping. Her sunbathing in the back yard in her miniscule bikini never fails to get a rise out of me. (pun intended).Sometimes in a rush to get ready for school in the morning she would dash from her bedroom to the laundry room dressed in just panties and a bra. Well that doesn't sound too bad except that she has been shopping at Victoria's Secret. You know the kind of undies they sell. All I can say is WOW.You might get the idea that the week we were waiting was no more than a steady stream of her.