Tab raste mein ek bhabhi ki car band ho gyi thi. Unhone mjhe dekha aur lift ke liye rok kar boli – “meri car band ho gyi hai. Please kya aap mjhe ...ere ghar chood denge?”Meine bola – “chaliye baithiye !” Woh meri bike par aa gyi, tab meine dekha ki woh bhot hi sundar aur sexy thi. Karib 30 saal ki hongi. Uske kapde mein se uska jism saaf dikhai de rha tha.Mere mann mein bhi sex ki ichha jaagne lagi. Mein bike chalate waqt usko thoda peeche ko dabaya to dekha ki woh bhi aage ki aur dhakka dene. I unhooked & opened her low cut black blouse & saw pyramids of sex; hard & pointed boobs hidden in half cup black net bra, ready to be squeezed. She opened my shirt & threw it away. She was slowly rubbing her palm on my chest. I also unwound her saree & made her lift her gaand & removed her saree. She said let us go to bedroom.I asked, ”chudaogi?” Anjali said, “Ye bhi koi poochhne ki baat hai?”While going to bed room, I kissed her on her lips, neck, cheeks & she kissed my lips & hairy chest,. Less than ten minutes later, they pulled into an underground parking garage and she pulled herself together enough to get her wits about her. She hadn’t been paying attention to where they were going so she couldn’t have gotten back to her car if she wanted. At least, she thought, she still had her cell phone. She could call a taxi to take her back to her car or call the police if she had to. She didn’t want to do that just yet, she didn’t want to have to answer questions to her husband. * SPAIN’S PRIME MINISTER JOSÉ LUIS REYES wakes to the phone ringing a half hour before his alarm is set to go off. He groggily turns over in the bed and picks up the receiver. ‘Hello?’ ‘Is this Prime Minister Reyes?’ the voice on the other end asks. ‘Sí,’ he answers sounding slightly confused. ‘Who is this?’ No answer comes. Instead, the line goes dead. The Prime Minister hangs up the phone and feels a hand settle on his shoulder. ‘Who was that?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he says to his wife. Suddenly.