As the first game approached, I had a conversation with our centerfielder and second baseman about Tim. I told them that I was going to honor my commi...ment to Tim, as well as all the team, to play Tim because he had been at all our practices and had worked hard. I told Rocky, our centerfielder, to shade toward Tim in right field when Tim was in the game and for Jack, our second baseman to be sure to run way out into right field for any relay. I told them to be sure they were there to help Tim. He said based on what he had read (and my research also agreed with) once we go down this route the wife tends to enjoy the power she has been given and gets even more enjoyment out of it as she has control that she never had before.We carried on talking and became more open about our feeling and our wants. He told me “I have always wanted you to be more dominant in the bedroom, I liked the times where I tied you up and had my way with you but I enjoyed it even more when the roles were. Kissing his neck and leaving little bites mark I pushed him against his table and he wasted no time in pushing all the shit off the table and lying down on it. Keeping my eyes on his I unbuttoned my shirt letting my boobs out. Whoops looks like I forgot to wear a bra.. I bit my bottom lip at him. I could see his cock twitching under his boxer pants begging to be let out. I always knew you were a little slut he moaned. I grabbed my boobs throwing my head back massaging and pinching them until my. God God! I’m your uncle.” “I’m not a virgin,” she said, licking her lips. In the next instant, she whisked off her halter, bared her tits proudly, and enjoyed the shocked expression of lust on her uncle’s face. “God, Gunjan. I can’t take much more of this.” He ogled her tits. They were beautiful, creamy, capped with pink rosy nipples. “You like looking at them?” she asked breathlessly. She hefted them in her hands. “Not as big as Khushboo’s, but nice enough, huh?” The palms of Ashwin’s hands.