‘I don’t even know your name,’ said Helen, yawning as the tabby stuck closely to her side. She began rooting for the food again, dumping a bit i...to the cat’s bowl, then stifled a second yawn before crossing her arms loosely. She stared dully out the window of the back door without really seeing anything. Dreams. Something about a dream. A dance. This house was getting to her. This house. She’d been gone ten years, and the only thing to bring her back was housesitting. With a quiet laugh, she. Manuel's ineffective bluster had finally convinced many of the concubines that safety within our walls existed, and the knowledge that their families were protected lifted much of the fear from their minds. Everyone relaxed and got back to the serious business of partying and play. Soon I joined in as I was dragged off to the bowling lanes to demonstrate to my concubines my complete lack of prowess at knocking pins over.The next week in the colony was extremely quiet. Manuel and Ruth had pulled. But I could see her smile changing from cute to slutty.In the afternoon I was sitting in the backyard lonely and could see no one in my sight of the eye. After about 10 minutes Shreya came there and asked sorry for that pic. I said its ok, all are common nowadays. She then said ok and planted a kiss on my lips. I was taken aback by her sudden action. Before I say anything she again kept her lips on mine.She opened her mouth and I started sucking her tongue and exploring every corner of her. We were like teenagers again, parking, giggling, holding hands, and answering to pet names. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. He made me feel sexual and beautiful again. We were made for each other.After our wild honeymoon including sex everywhere but on the plane, we returned to our new home and home computer. We began experimenting with the internet on a few swinger sites and playing with our new video camera. It wasn't long before our love of home movies and digital photography.