Jasmine trails her hand down her body, from her pretty face, down to her stomach which Stan is now fixated on. He knows where to look and can't help i.... Jasmine licks her lips and stares into his eyes. He makes eye contact then looks away. Jasmine lifts up her slinky little nighty; she wants him so badly it hurts. She lifts up her nighty and exposes more of herself to him, higher and higher slowly up to her wet soft shaven pussy but doesn't show it. She rubs it up and down in front of him. There was even an inferred This means you!In case you haven't realised, we were at the mouth of a bus tunnel. It was used as a shortcut through a major obstacle to traffic to the suburbs. During the day, buses stropped through here at great speed, controlled by a synchronised set of traffic lights at either end, and it was unusual for more than ten minutes to go by without one of the lumbering beasts to push their way through the darkness, full of fare payers all in an awful rush.But now it was. I shocked and checked for my wife on my bed. For my surprise she is not there on bed. Then I went to the window which is nearer to next room window and tried to hear what is happening there.I shocked to hear my wife’s moans coming from that room. Really I got angry and thought of calling them. But I realized that if anybody comes to know it I cannot show my face to them. So I kept quite and tried to observe what they are doing. After some time my wife’s moans increased like any thing and with a. Carefully sighting the ball suddenly snapping out of my strategy ,is that my business man over their ?? christ it is.... he has come to watch me playing, and who are the blokes sitting with him in their suits and ties ,? I know one of them by sight its the milk bar owner I buy a gelato from his shop near the railway station most days. but who are the other rich looking gentleman, all but one had dark greying hair and .looked fit dressed up like business men. suddenly I thought i have seen.