I asked when she got off and if she had plans for the evening. She said she was off in an hour and didn’t have plans so I asked if she would like to...have dinner, and she accepted. I picked her up when she got out of work and we went to a local sports bar for dinner and drinks. We had several drinks and hit it off as we talked and when we left I asked if she would like to stop by my place for another drink and she accepted. I mixed us a drink and we were sitting on the couch talking and I leaned. He was holding his newspaper in his right hand now and I realized that he did not seem to be taking the opportunity of using it to protect himself from my overture – which could surely not have gone unnoticed. I moved in closer.Still with umbrella in my right hand and well-shielded from the crowd by his coat, I deliberately felt him with my fingers. By now, he was not so much hanging down his leg but pointing down across in front of it. As I explored downwards, however, he just seemed to get. She had to succeed in this one opportunity to show him that he could serve her as happily as she could serve him. She knelt down and pulled his face to hers, kissing him fiercely, and to her relief his mouth opened in response. She pushed in her tongue before he could have her mouth, stridently taking possession. He fought her tongue but she would not yield until she pulled away, leaving them both panting from the fury of the kiss. She smiled into his eyes. ‘Terence love. You can be my slave.’. However the best part of our marriage has been Shobha’s sister Nisha, who has been living with us for past 1 year since their mother passed away. Nisha is 5 year younger to Shobha, aroung 5’6, with fair soft skin, silky hair, nice big milky breasts and even nicer and bigger round ass and has maintained a good figure because of regular gym. She is quite flirty and has, many a times, rubbed her breasts or ass against me when passing in the corridor.It was one Friday evening in July and Shobha had.