I turned back to her seeing her press that wine glass against her lips and my eyes trailed down her body. Those breasts looked like they needed to be ...reed from the confines of that baby doll. The thoughts of my wife and the guilt that I had were washed away, looking at what was right in front of me. I focused on the task at hand, grabbing her wine glass and putting it down. Our lips locked in another embrace and I pulled her close. The taste of my cum lingered in her mouth as I slid my tongue. In Hebrew it is called a “sevivon” – it is a top. You spin it as part of a game we play.” “Game? For a religious ceremony?” “No. A game. For children. For adults. Not religious in the usual way. But simply a game. And the four sides have Hebrew letters on them. “Nun” is like “N”, “Gimmel” is like “G”, “Hay” is like “H”, and then “Shin” which is the sound “SH”. They stand for words.” “What words?” I asked. “Nes Gadol Hayah Sham”, she replied, “which means a great miracle happened there,. I would be majorly turned on by this and would make it a point to start shagging just before she started here cleaning activities every morning. I had moved the porn movies back to the drawing room TV and noticed that she would often watch them too, while I was watching and shagging. She had also become a little careless with her clothing, often not wearing a saree while cleaning – wearing just a blouse and petticoat. One day, I was in my bedroom, waiting for her to come in when she popped her. After I hung up I started a chit chat conversation with the driver where a head popped out of a curtain behind the seats. He looked to be a little younger the first driver. I’d say about late 20s compared to the late 30s of the first driver. Both guys weren’t movie stars in their looks but were a cut above average and from what I could tell rather more H/W proportionate that a lot of truckers you see. Opening the curtain fully, second driver invited me back where I’d be more comfortable and ask.