. oh!”He looked at Aunt Peggy in the doorway. It wasn’t a problem for her to catch him masturbating. The problem was the girl standing behind her....Audrey. Audrey? Audrey!“Oh!” He quickly pulled up his shorts, but not much could hide his erection. He tossed the cigarettes off the side of the bed, brushed himself off, and tried his best to gain his composure.“Audrey! It’s great to see you!” He got up and came over to her.She smirked. “Nice to see you too Jack. I see you’re up to your old. To maine resma se kaha bhatiji mujhe simmi ka gand aur bur chahiye. Me- resma mujhe simmi ka gand chahiye aur bur v.Resma- kyu mujhe chodo,mri bur me kya kharabi h.Me- are resma simmi ka gand dekhi ho kitna bada hai lund pura andar tak jayega.Resma- mera gand me andar tak nai jata hai kayMe- nai thoda bahar hi rah jata hai.Resma- ok to to jab use chodoge to sath me mujhe v chodoge.Me-okMai hamesa resma ko muth marke v sperm(cum) pila diya karta tha.Ek raat ko simmi ko resma ne apne ghar pe. She answered the phone and a girl’s voice came through… I could hear her in the pin drop silence. I was afraid that maybe my girlfriend, Rachna from office might have called.My wife asked “Who do you want to speak to .. ?” Rachna replied “Can I talk to Sameer”My wife said “Who are you?”She said “My name is Rachna, I work with Sameer, can I please talk to him”My wife handed me the phone looking furiously at me.. I took the phone and went out of the bedroom.. I was numb struck… Rachna was drunk. David and Gwen had a good time at home the next evening, chatting about all sorts of things; they always were easy with each other, and their humour sparked of each other. There was a lot of laughter. Even the silences were comfortable.On Friday, David brought some ‘homework’: catch-up stuff from the time he’d spent away from work. It was quiet and peaceful in the house, especially with the long light June evenings. He’d take a break and wander round the garden. Celia used to like the garden.