As I slowly got out, I took a deep breath. ‘What the fuck should I do? Hug him? Kiss him?’ I thought to myself. My mind was racing. All the things...we’d confessed to wanting to do to each other was all surfacing. As I turned my head, my brown eyes met his as he walked up to meet me. I was stunned by his beauty, his body, his beautiful eyes, and that gorgeous smile. As I slipped a small grin, he opened his arms and pulled my towards him. ‘It’s so good to see you!’ he whispered as our lips met for. As I was enjoying all of this, I had a flashback to doing the very same thing a few times on various beaches as we’d been spied on by voyeurs…so I mentioned this to Bev. On these beach adventures, Bev would often open her legs wide whilst we were being viewed…knowing that she was giving the voyeurs a really good view of her wet pussy. So, as she was still slowly wanking me, she giggled, and spread her legs wider…reminding me that if we were on a beach the voyeurs would be getting a nice view!. "I left her and hurried through the kitchen to the living room. Dad was sitting in a chair holding a cold compress to his face."What happened Dad?" I had a fight."This didn't sound right, "About what?" Just some hooligans." About what, Dad?"Dad stalled then said, "They wanted to know where you were. One had a bandage on his head from another fight." Oh, shit!" I had some thinking to do then said because of the possible microphones, "We found bugs in our house. We put on an act and the people. Namrata made a face. I could see she wanted to bang her husband in from of me . I knew that exhibitionism excited her, but Raj’s attitude disappointed her. It may have been that Raj was not aware of the slut in his wife . He just continued with the paper that he was reading.After 5 mins Namrata walked to me and said If I could teach her how to use excel formulas . I said sure and my eyes gazed through the room to search for another chair where Namrata could sit. Namrata had something else in.