I get his beer and return it to him and I go to my room. I have a plan,now this plan is either going to work or it is going to blow up big time in my ...ace,but no guts,no glory,right? Once in my room,I put on a pair of red satin panties and matching bra,black thigh highs and black heels,my hair was already shoulder length,so no wig needed. I put on some bright red lipstick and a bit of eye makeup, slip on my one piece black dress,look in the mirror and say to myself "let's go slut". I walk out. Gaon main thandi bhot thi . Thandi main bhot maza aaraha tha chutti main ki tabhi mere mama aae the mere yaha aur mujhe apne sath le gae toh main ab apne mama ke ghar tha mere mama ke yaha meri mausi ki ladki bhi aai thi jinka name hai ruby(name changed). Ruby ki age 30 hai unke do bache hai. Ruby dikhne main thodi moti toh hai bt uski gaand mashallah ek dum badi aur mast main unki gand ka fan tha wo hamedha saree hi pehenti thi aur mujhe kabhi kabhi unke boobs ke darshan hojate the joki bhot. He hadn't seen me yet, so I made a point to drag a chair loudly out from under an umbrella. I heard him stop swimming, and with my back to him, I purposely bent over gracefully to arrange the chair, and I was acutely conscious of his eyes taking in my incredible feminine form. I wondered if the sight of me, my bikini panties peeking out from under my towel showing my delightfully shaped bottom, was having the effect on him I wanted it to. I turned around and found him uncharacteristically. It was in the area of sex, oddly enough that trouble reared its ugly head. I am, admittedly, old fashioned. I'm a hopeless romantic, and my sexual appetites are based on that aspect of my personality. I believe in treating any woman, especially my wife, as a valuable jewel. To demean her, or disrespect her in any fashion was not my way. Kyran was a bit more adventurous than me, which was somewhat amusing, since this was a kind of reversal of roles I suppose.I tried to be open to her.