Once my wife’s health was bad we hired her as a fulltime servant and asked her to stay at our house and also take care of our children, do all house... works, cook so that my wife will get full rest.Finally we decided to have spine surgery at Hinduja Hospital Mumbai from a specialist. Just when we were about to leave home my wife had uterus prolapsed. So we had to admit her in a local hospital on emergency and after few days went to Mumbai. There the doctors suggested that first they have to. Then my boyfriend told me to strip, I wasn't sure but I was quite enjoying it, I took of my top first, my little boobs bouncing in my bra, then bent over and dropped my skirt. I danced in my knickers and bra feeling very liberated, but then I was told to carry on.I felt quite shy now, but by now I was already half way, I thought what the hell, I turned my back and slipped off my bra, then faced them hands over my boobs, then danced some more, I was told to move my hands, I dropped my hands. As we reached parking of my society she called for lift and I was parking my bike and looking at her body. She was looking damn sexy in that brown sarri.As soon as we enter in the lift I looked in her eyes and hold her and wanted to kiss but to my bad luck on 3rd floor, one person enter in the lift and he wanted to go on the 11th floor so the wish of kiss her is incomplete. As we reached our floor and I opened the door and she was looking with horny eyes towards me. We took a rest for 5 mins. " He walked outside with her and pointed at a motorcycle sitting in the driveway. It wasn't too flashy, much like its new owner, and looked a bit worn. There was something distinct about it, though what it was couldn't actually be seen and identified. Willow blinked, looking from the motorcycle back to Giles. Things suddenly felt really different. It was exciting, though, and she felt giddy imagining pulling up at the restaurant on the back of Giles' motorcycle. She walked down the driveway, as.