My eyes met his in the fog. He pulled his bike slightly in front of me, and I pulled to a stop. There was silence for just a moment, no traffic or cri...kets to break the bubble of isolation I suddenly found myself in. ‘Hey.’ He had a deep voice. He wasn’t smiling, but I didn’t feel menaced, either. ‘Excuse me.’ I replied carefully. ‘I’ll excuse you after you hand over your purse, lady.’ Well, damn. My blazer must look better than I thought, but it just proved that guys don’t look at shoes,. It took a minute for me to get the salt but I was checking what bhabhi doing with the driver. So I waited outside and observed from the keyhole.I was shocked to see. Bhabhi was standing in front of my mirror and lowered her saree. The navel was exposed. I think that was the first time I saw bhabhi’s navel. It was big and shiny. She removed the saree from belly exposing the navel. The cleavage was visible including the blouse back.Bhabhi said, “This is what you wanted to see Mr. Driver? You were. She offered me first choice.While she was weeding her garden in that same little bikini, I looked around inside her garage. It was mostly full of her husband’s tools, junk that he had collected over the years, and their possessions left over from her two daughter’s c***dhood. I spotted several old cardboard boxes up high in the rafters. I got out the ladder and checked them out. Most of the boxes were Christmas decorations but one way in the back was half full of old VCR tapes. They had dates. The cock in my mouth pulled out, still rock hard. I gasped and laid there as the cocks in my ass and pussy withdrew.The third guy, the one who had been in my mouth, stroke his hard dick and announced it was his turn in my ass… He made me bend over my hands and knees on the carpet.“Get ready, white bitch; my huge black dick is going to tear up your slut asshole…”I braced myself and suddenly felt him entering me from behind. He was right: his huge cock was going to destroy my ass…The fourth gay.