Her fingers edge ever nearer to the other woman’s pussy when she at last reaches it, she runs her fingers up along side it without actually touching...it tracing a line up over her pussy and then down the other side. She then moves her hand away and I think she has decided not to do any more, but then she stretches out one finger and places it on the woman’s pussy. I freeze hardly daring to breath as I watch my wife pushing her finger between another woman’s pussy lips, it is such a horny sight. ”“It must be tough having to say goodbye to everyone.”“Jennifer and Stephanie will be the hardest, but yeah. Of course, I’ll make new friends in Sweden as well!”“I’m sure you will. There are lots of cute blondes over there for you!”“You know you’re the only one for me, Jennie McGrath,” I smirked.“If you didn’t have your ethical and moral standards, I’d wipe that smirk off your face.”“What about Kent?”“He’s not my husband yet!” she giggled.I chuckled, “A technical point at best! But you know me. I was enjoying this new feeling in me about her but at the same time I felt guilty!We all had breakfast and were watching tv and my dad got a call from his office and he had to go to Bombay for a meeting and he even took my mom along since she never went out that much since she was a housewife. They packed and left in the noon.My masi and I had lunch and started to watch a movie, we were sitting on sofa real close. After half an hour she fell asleep on my lap, I thought she is really tired and. Anxiety was beginning to build over what would happen next. It couldn't stay like this. Well, there was the obvious, of course -- Janelle was another man's wife. Not just any other man, but a former professional football player, a linebacker known for his fierce playing style. Funny that that was the least of his worries, almost not worth mentioning. But then, Janelle was no ordinary woman. He would have wondered if she was a woman at all if it hadn't been for what they'd done. No, not done,.