I wasn't staying in Palm Beach. Even though I was rich enough for those people, they were such stuffed shirts the only thing appealing about the place...was seeing it falling away as the Beth Ann cruised out of town.Mr. Bell called just before lunchtime, worried about my state of mind. I was unreasonably glad to hear his voice and kept him on the phone while talking about nothing, just to have the company. He finally excused himself and promised to have Colleen call when she came back from. I had smiled and wished her a nice evening and now I was bored and creeping up the stairs to have a nose around her house. I glanced into the girl’s bedrooms to see unmade beds and the floor strewn with clothes and panties before glancing inside my ex wife’s bedroom. Hers was much the same and I entered cautiously. I didn’t want her to know I had sneaked around and so had to be careful. It was only recently that I had started to think about her again and would wank as I remembered her. And now, after 24 hours here, I am in my husband’s home as his wife.Something I always wanted.A Suhagraat to remember.And it was a lovely feeling of making him happy.Cooking for him.Soon, I slept.I was half sleepy when Rajeev joined me on the bed and I just leaned my head on his hairy chest. I don’t know how long I slept but when I woke up, I was in the same position with Rajeev’s hand on my waist and my head on his chest.My manicured hands with red nails and Mehendi with bridal bangles were. Her cheeks began to turn red.“I shouldn’t think like this. This is wrong.” She tried to control her wayward mind; but she felt a bizarre sensation running through her body.“Yes… Mother?”She woke from her reverie. Sameer was addressing to her. She looked at her son’s semi naked body. He was bigger than Ashim… Quite handsome… Like Subodh was during her college days. Sameer liked weight training, and therefore, he was in better shape than Ashim… Stronger and with well-formed chest and biceps. Any.