After finish all the work she came out side and ask Rs.50 to buy surf i give her and she went to her home.The next day as usually she come and sweep m... bedroom while i was sitting in the hall.After finishing bedroom work she start to sweep the hall but i did not move from the hall and i ask her did u buy surf to wash my cloth she said yes and i ask her where is the balance money she told tomorrow i will give the balance because my daughter ask some snacks.i said ok.while this conversation i. ‘Wow!, mom, you look stunning. You look like a high class maal. With your sari a little below you would look hotter than the kutiya outside.’ I wasn’t prepared to compromise on my fantasy.‘But if I wear sari lower that this then my hairs below would be visible’ ‘Lets checkout’ I said, Pls pull it down by at least 2 inches’.She looked at me and then pulled the tucked it out and started wrapping it around her. I could see that the light blue Satin petticoat that she had worn was tight and it. I would wear very tight Monaco tee shrit without bra and barbados shorts without panties. My perky nipples were clearly visible an curves of my choot lips were visible too.I would always come across this black mature couple in park. Both of them must be in late 40s. I could see him and other men giving me dirty looks because during jogs my mammy and bums jiggle a lot, staring at my mamey or at my choot. I could see long snake in this short. One weekend, I was again wearing tight sleeveless. The divorce was ugly, every argument about money and stuff was rooted in Stacey’s dissatisfaction with the sexual encounter with Pam and I was the reason it all went bad. I don’t think Stacey saw Pam again, and quite honestly I had not looked back, if she found another lover, man or woman, I didn’t know about it and didn’t want to know.“Why can’t life be simple,” I mumbled to myself taking another swig of beer, “like when I was a k** in this back yard.” It was a simple life when I grew up.