.? Aur kya hua yaha..?Badi bhabhi kichh nahi bol rhi thi…Maine chhoti bhabhi ko ishara kiya k bhabhi ko chudne k liye manao..Wo smjh gyi aur..Smile ...i..Aur boli tum yaha se jao…Mai room se bahar aa gya aur gate k side me khada ho gya aur sunane laga..Badi bhabhi:- ye kya hai wo meri inko chus rha tha aur daba rha tha bina kisi dar k..Tune iska man badha diya hai…Usko bol jo karna hai tere sath hi kare mai kisi ko nahi batungi..Par mere sath nahi..Chhoti bhabhi:- didi gussa mat ho…Aap ne khud. As the last couple left, my wife went inside and lay in the bed while Ronnie and I continued to talk outside. After another hour Ronnie said he better go and we both walked inside the sliding glass door to see my wife laying on top of the sheets with her pink shirt riding up under her breasts and her black bikini lace panties on full display. My wife was laying on her right side with her left leg bent and parallel with her hips. The position put her panty covered ass and pussy in full view to. "Hello Michael this is Gretchen. Would you be interested in having lunch with me today? I know it's short notice but I thought it could be fun to do something a little out of the ordinary for a change."I was thrilled. "Sure Babe, that sounds like a great idea. I'm glad you called. Did you have somewhere in mind or should I choose?" Meet me at the Cafe Paris in ... say, 45 minutes? Will that work for you?", Gretchen asked with a professional, measured tone.It felt like the distance was still. Charles pulls up alongside my truck and asks what the problem is, I tell him. We both agree that this is a problem, one we cant work out and two I cant get a shower in. He suggests we go for a run and his place is down the road and offers coffee and a shower. A little taken back by this, and already at the point of wanting to do something and don’t want to go home. I agree. After a quick 3 mile run I grab my bag and follow him to his townhouse. He opens the door and shows me the shower. Charles.