He grabbed my wife by her hips, pulled her closer to him and kissed her. She kissed him back and started to moan while he played with her tits. I move... closer to her from behind and fondled her ass with both my hands and pushed her hips against him, she reached down towards my pants and rubbed my buldging cock. The elevator reached the 11th floor and we quickly got out, headed to the room.Once I closed the door he immediately kissed her again, unzip her dress and let it slide to the floor. " You really don't mind?" she asked me. "By the way, I haven't spoken to him in a long time. He didn't deal well with the repeated rejection, and at any rate, he found another job." I don't mind. Hell, your story doesn't involve an arranged marriage." We both laughed at that. "Anyway," I went on, "this has been an extraordinary situation. There's no blueprint out there for dealing with what we've gone through. What's important is that we got through it, and now, we have all the time we need to. Sure enough. I heard her tell the k**s to change clothes after a snack she had fixed and that she wanted them to crawl into bed for a nap. They were silent in what was no more then 10 to 15 mins. My sons room is the last room before what was our bedroom. I could hear her walking down the hall to check on him after she had checked on my daughter. She looked in his room and the footsteps took a short one or two more steps and she was looking into my room. I had tossed the sheets off me like i was. Just like now.I winked at her as I said the last sentence.Vallyemma: Haa, son. But I don’t have any of these types of clothes with me.Me: Don’t worry, Vallyemma. Let’s take a trial today. Bring an old blouse of yours and scissors too.Vallyemma went in and brought an old blouse and a pair of scissors. I took scissors and cut off the arms of that blouse. While cutting, I removed the maximum possible amount of cloth in the process. I spread the blouse and told her, “You have one, now.”She was.