I didn't like sleeping alone either.xxxxxxxI awoke to laughter.Mum and Dad were both standing in their dressing gowns at the foot of my bed, chuckling..."Oh dear, Jon, what time of night were the two of you chatting until?"I moved my head to answer her, and suddenly realised that I wasn't alone in my bed. There was a warm body against my back.Luckily for me, my automatic guilty 'oh shit we've been caught' reaction was extremely similar to what my 'I'm not awake yet and have no idea what you are. Dark smoldering eyes, hair as black as a starless night sky, slim waisted, high breasted and lips that cried out "kiss me!" And she was unattainable - she was my son's wife.I both looked forward to, and dreaded, going to family gatherings. Knowing that she would be there both drew me to them and made me afraid to go. The more I saw her the more I wanted her; the more I saw her the more despair I felt knowing that I could never have her. Yes, I wanted her as much as I wanted life itself - and. Finally after an eternity of teasing her lust she feelsfingers gliding down over the sweaty skin of herstomach, down towards the culmination of her desire.One hand stays on her breast, pinching her nipple. It’ssore but exciting. At her belly button the fingerspause first investigating this dent in her perfectlysmooth skin. The fingers at her navel are so frustrating. They areso close. So close. Only a few inches from theirultimate destination. Her lust driven to the breakingpoint. She. Everything was planned and I left to her place early in the morning at 4 as decided and reached her place in 30 minutes as she stays in Mahendra hills (Secunderabad).I gave her a call once I reached her place and she was dressed up in a night suit of below knee length which most of the Indian women wear. Before even I could knock the door, she opened it softly and started the conversation.Me: Hi!!Babitha: Hey, I never expected that you would turn up.Me: You can believe your eyes madam, I am.