Ander gaya to dekha bhabhi ek transparent black nighty me khadi thi ander unki pink color ki bra aur panty saaf jhalak rahi thi black color me unka ro...m khil raha tha mere room me jate hi pahle unhone room lock kiya aurPhir meri oor mudi aur mere hanto ko pakad ke boli sorry Ravi lekin tum to meri aadat jante ho tumse kuchh bhi nahi chhupa hai mai aaj ke baad kabhi bahar nahi jaoongi lekin meri ek sart hai to mai puchha to ki kya sart hai to jawab me wo meri oor badhi aur mere sar ko pakad ke. "Once I got the bathroom issues resolved for the morning, I threw on my robe and headed down the stairs to greet my loving wife and start the morning. Our Saturday was a relatively lazy day, we worked in the yard before it got too hot, had our showers – separately, as Janice didn't want to risk having a quickie and spoil the 'main event' that was coming later. We went out for lunch, did a little shopping while we were out, and then took it easy around the house. After a light dinner, I started. The first night went OK. I was able to go to the bathroom as long as I wore sweat pants and Aunt Teri actually taped a fork to my bandaged hand so I could eat. I had to go to practice the next day, but, I didnt know what I would accomplich. It was hot as hell, over 100 degrees and I was sweating like a pig just sitting on the bench watching. I couldnt wait to get home. As we were having dinner that night, Aunty kind of turned up her nose and said "you really need to take a shower. You. ‘You have my cell phone number. May I have yours so I’ll know it’s you who is calling when you do. I would like to hear from you.’ I wrote down my cell number on a blank prescription and handed it to her. I smiled and suggested perhaps sharing a little doctor-patient time informally over a good evening meal would be good medicine for the both of us. As she received the note with my number written on it, I took her hand once again, lifted it to my face, bent her wrist and kissed the back of her.