Amy still hesitated…nearly getting distance…then she pecked Murray on his cheek.“Ok “…then unsure from Amy: “I’ll try … but are you cl...an”?“Christ Babe what do you mean?” a really puzzled Murray who showered regularly.Doona knew ...the little minx had gone down before the tart and had probably got a crusty cheesy smelly one and wasn’t up for it again…oh the wasted opportunities created in the present by a sad bad sexual experience.Amy sighed and went for it… Christ if was… Murray’s hard. Audrey then asked Anne if she’d like to do some detective work with her to find the address in Coppull? Anne suggested it’d be easier if she asked me as well so’s I could drive them round and they both could keep an eye out for his car being parked up somewhere. A pretty slim chance, I grant you, but the only thing open to her. Anne then rang me and told me that Audrey had asked her if I’d like to take part, if and when she finally decided to go ahead with her madcap plan? I jumped at the. Me – Toh mene bola bhabhi ji mein terrace lr jaa raha hu aapke kapde utha kr le chalta hu .Bhabhi – Nahi Nahi koi baat nhi mein le jaungi.Me – forcely bola, Mujhe kapde de dijiye. Bhabhi- theek hain & smile dete huye thank you bola.Fir jab hum terrace pr pohoche toh humne aage baat cheet shuru kar di thi.Me – Bhabhi aap fourth floor pr rehti ho roj upar kapde dhone aati ho aur sukhaato ho ghar wale kuch bolte nhi , I mean time jyada lagta hain naa.Bhabhi – iss time mere ghar mein koi rehta hi. I felt him through his pants, straining against the material. He kissed my neck. I finally opened my eyes and looked in the mirror. He smiled. I turned to face him, embarrassed by my wantonness, by my inexperience, by my need. ‘Undress me,’ he whispered as he kissed my cheek. Even after all my years of marriage, I had never undressed a man. I reached up and ran my fingers across his cheek and chin, down his neck to his collar. I undid his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. My hands trembled.