But I decided to make her calm down by changing the topic and decided to visit Raadha togetherWith this decision, my wife calmed down a bit, at least ...or the time being. But she started the topic in the car. I was still reluctant to answer her. Because of my behaviour, Meena stopped talking to me further.We reached Raadha’s place. It was late again. I rang the bell and Raadha opened the door. She was in her nightgown with a dupatta. She was looking good (like a normal housewife).We entered the. Her hairs so moist. I slipped in a finger. "mmmm" she smiled. " Go get the drinks".The pub was quite busy and two of my mates were stood at the bar and had obviously seen her kiss me. They popped over and sat down opposite. "Hi Sparky where's Ann ?" Mark asked. Christine interjected "He's no longer with Ann. They've had a fall out and I'm just trying to console him. So can you leave us alone lads please" She said firmly."Fucking your cousin isn't that against the law ?" Mark said. "Oh God ! The. Then he smiled and kissed me on my lips eyes and chest and started wearing clothes and gave me my saree and torn blouse to cover my self and I did.Now I was feeling happy as I thoroughly enjoyed my session with Pawan and now was the turn of Zahirul (the ustaad as they call him). He was a car mechanic and his hands were also rough as of Pawan but his style was also very rough. I was dressed a bit with my torn clothes when he came inside the car. And he smiled at me saying “Mera chela kaisa. Azura had even dyed her blonde hair a light shade of blue with a temporary hair dye that she hoped would wash out easily when she got home, she wore a tight black skirt a white singlet that didn’t cover her belly and a blue synthetic jacked that she had modified to also leave her mid-section bare and only come down to her forearms. On her feet she wore heels she had borrowed off Mica and black socks which came up past her knees, all in all she did look the part so much so that a Hub preacher.