Most things I could procure from the market but not fresh milk. So I asked my landlady if some arrangement could be made with the guala (milkman) who ...upplied her with milk.She said no problem and introduced me to the 'gualin' (milkman's wife) who supplied her with milk. Having settled the rate and quantity I required daily, I told her that I would require the milk between 5.30 and 6 in the morning. She undertook to supply the required quantity at the desired time.Thus began my student life in. "Yes, yes, very funny", she said, "but I'm being serious. I wanted to know if Grandma had asked you to have sex with her again." Why?", I replied, "are you still thinking about the three of us getting it together?"."That's all I've been thinking about all day!", she said, "Ever since Peter arrived I have been thinking of nothing but sex and doing practically nothing but fucking. I can't believe what's going on here but I sure don't want it to stop. Its fantastic, I haven't felt so alive for. As luck would have it, a couple of meetings were canceled and return back within 3 days time. I had asked my secretary to send vehicle to the airport. I drove home, straight from the airport. I was sure that my wife would be at home and son would be out to college. I had a solid desire to have sex. I quietly opened the door of our three BR flat and went to our bedroom on the first floor of our penthouse flat. I could see my wife anywhere. I thought, she would be in kitchen doing some work. I. I turned and kissed the bloke I was with, released his hand and started to walk towards the curtain. My micro mini skirt barely covered my frilly pink lace panties and my stocking tops were clearly visible and I knew all eyes were on me. I paused at the curtain, hitched my skirt up revealing my tiny frilly pink lace panties and gazed round at several admirers clearly liking what they had seen. I then pulled the curtain to one side and entered the glory hole! I was the only girl in the room and.