My wife’’ body did go thru some changes. I notice her breast were a little rounder, she had more of a tummy and her hips got wider. She looked lik...e one of those ancient fertility god statues like you see on the History channel. No black man would say no to knocking her up. I also had to figure out how to get this done without letting it be known who the biological father is. Maybe go to a hotel room and have 2 to 3 black men service my wife but then I won’t know who the father will be. That is. We had not shared any pictures until then.The day arrived and as planned we met near swagath grand and she wore a red low hip saree exposing her navel as per our dress code. She is 32 but noway she looked 32 years old, she looks a lot younger than her age and sexy which every guy would love to fuck. So we headed to her house and we knew we were going to have sex but we sat for sometime and we were talking casually.I made the first move when she was in the kitchen. I couldn’t wait to fuck her so. She told me that she ran the shop alone since sadly her husband had died a few months ago and needed someone to help part time with shifting the heavy boxes and also help with serving the customers when it got busy. She asked when I could start and I told her I was free to start that Saturday. so after agreeing how much she would pay me I said I would be back that Saturday. I turned up as agreed 30 minutes before the shop was due to open and she showed me around the shop and how the till worked. "Yeah, but we're still changing the sheet," Diana said, laughing as she slid out of bed to stand by Jennie. Without further ado, she pulled the fitted sheet loose from the bottom corner of the bed. "It still has wet places from the sweat. Get your butt up, Stud, so I can get this off."Jeff just got out of the way. If he tried to help, he would still have been fumbling with his section of the big sheet while the others waited on him, and he knew it. With the same efficiency his wives exhibited.