It was the neighbor who came home from his jog. A few seconds later bhabhi came out, now decently walked towards the bathroom knocked on him and told ...ajesh. You come after 3 pm today.Then he left and bhabhi was acting normal as if nothing happened. She looked different, acted talked differently. This explains so many things. Why she would spend her time in her room with doors closed. She never did that before. I would notice she would have something texted on her phone.In a few minutes, she. Her top was also tight-fitting, hardly covering her nipples and baring the full cleavage.I just had to complement her extraordinary beauty. To view her fully, I asked her to turn around. The spectacular view of her awesome ass made me gasp. I was in a complete awe for my fortune to get such a beautiful woman for me to use for my selfish sexual pleasure by eating her and fucking her as well. I told her that I had scotch, beer, wine and soft drinks; if she wanted to drink anything. She asked for. She feigned sleep. He was not fooled. Stiff already she stiffened up more when he snuggled against her back, spooning. She felt the dampness of his half erect cock against the back of her thigh. Dampness from the enemy's cunt. Somehow it made her suddenly horny. It was a pulsing thrill that stabbed through her anger."I love you, Connie. I love that you are here. I don't want to hurt you. I want you to love being here with us. This is where we belong.," Jim said softly into her ear, obviously. “Then?” He looked at me accusingly.“I –uh,” The back of my neck felt hot. “I – and the more you look at it the more – the more you see?”He started laughing. Tossed the canvas across the room. Grabbed my hand and squeezed it.“You’re too nice for your own good,” He couldn’t stop laughing. “God! I’m so bad!”I couldn’t look at him. My cheeks burned with embarrassment.“I was only trying to be nice,” I sulked, snatching my hand away.“I know,” He took a bent cigarette from his shirt pocket, brought it.