She was afraid to say anything for fear of sounding like a fool — not that she could think of anything of import to say, anyway. She understood that...six of the team were flanking to the left and other members were filling out their positions in the line, more scattered now, but making it appear that the six were still there firing.She heard one of the team curse and call for a medic, the trooper obviously having been hit. He said it was only a graze, but snarled that it was bleeding like hell.. I felt like I was drowning in wet erotic heat as his lips skimmed over mine, teasing… testing. Breaking the kiss for a moment, he stared into my eyes from inches away. I saw dark passion and lust before I pulled at the back of his neck, impatient for more. That was all the encouragement he needed as he pushed me back against the door and claimed my mouth once more. Drips from our hair trailed down our faces, making the kiss deliciously slippery. Later, he was the only blanket I needed. The soft. I was 26 years old, and my hubby was 46.With my hubby’s savings, we managed to buy a flat in Pune and started our life. My hubby is 6 feet and athletic look. I slowly started sexual feelings towards him day by day. He used to wear a lungi and vest in-home. I used to sight his huge bulge over his lungi during the night times.I used to be tempted after seeing his bulge, and slowly I got feelings for him. Like all married women, I was expecting a fucking night from my hubby. But I had a bad fight. "Not a word," I said. "See you sis."Mom came out in a bra and panties, unfortunately opaque. She was watching as I got out of bed and headed to the shower.I came out a couple minutes later with only a towel around me, forgetting to get some underwear on my way in.Mom walked up to me and said, "I wish I was younger, and not your mother — or I'd never let you out of my sight, young man."She tried to pull my towel off, but I turned away. I found a pair of boxers and just as I put my right foot in.