Then we used to chat casually. Out of curiosity, I asked her about her married life and sex life. To which she said that her life was good but her sex... life was not that good and that her husband being in a mnc was out on tours for months and that she was missing that sexual life.With this the devil inside me had risen up and I wanted to bang her, so I came up with a plan to fuck her and make her satisfied. After all she is a woman and she needed to be satisfied. So we shared our number and. “I’ll, um, look for some water for you,” she replied, and scurried off to look in one of the bedrooms.We were left there for most of the day, and while I did get a drink, it was only when the servants dropped off platters of fruit, cold cuts and cheeses, along with pitchers of wine and sweet tea for us to enjoy.The immediate lack of comforts, it turns out, probably had to do with the fact that we were a relatively large party of unexpected guests. The beds in each of the rooms were unmade, bare. Without saying anything, we started having sex.She was around 40 years old. Lata had wheatish skintone and was chubby like her elder sister. She had nice long hair. After about half an hour into deep love making, my mom entered the room and said, “Beta, now who is this?” I said, “Mom, this is Lata, Geeta’s younger sister.” My mom said, “OK. You both finish and come out in 10 minutes.” As soon as my mom left, Lata started fucking me in woman on top position. I cummed in 10 minutes. Then she. The deal actually seemed fine to me, in fact I was worried that once started Asok would not have enough clothing to continue the game.“And what happens if Asok runs out of clothes?”“Perhaps I can find new ways to reward your confidences,” he said with sincerity.“Then we have an agreement,” I said.As if knowing my intimate needs more than I did myself, Skipper motioned for Asok to kill the harsh fluorescent lights. The diffused daylight through the frosted skylights was much better, and suited.