“When milady might wish to deal with Cook or the gardener.” There was paper in the office and sand, but neither ink nor a quill.The mention of a g...ardener brought to mind gardens, and she asked Flint to show them to her. There were both a flower garden and a vegetable garden. Both were rather dismal in this season. Despite her cloak, it soon grew chill, and they returned to the house. She asked about the warmest fire, and Flint had a footman pull a chair near the hearth in the library. He bowed. No, don't talk, just listen; no one else is around yet. From that look on your face, I'm guessing you know that I know about you. Also, quick note - no, I am not sleeping with your wife... yet, or you.” At this point I am sure he's into it but his smirk is telling more than he's letting on. He knows more... and I sense a plan hatching. “Let's go back to your place since your wife has generously invited me and you for the day. Don't worry about work today; I got it covered. Besides, I think you. It really seemed to turn her on. I of course, returned the favor and she really like doing and receiving. Under the disguise of a very shy and nervous woman was a slut just waiting to break out? She was becoming what every husband wanted a shy, modest, conservative wife in public and slut in bed. Lucky Mike!Eventually I was poised between her legs with my cock in hand. I pressed the head of my cock against her pussy lips and I saw them separate and the head of my cock entered between her lips.. I was standing for 5 mins exactly at the same place, before she called me ‘idhar aayiye’. Now I started trembling and went to the other room from which she called, I saw her sleeping on the bed covered with a dark colour bedsheet. Dim light was on, It was quiet awkward as girls here in US are pretty straight forward they talk about sex and first get themselves familier with the guy before having sex, and here this girl is straight away inviting me to the bed. And almost nothing was said in our.