. the mother of the person she wants to marry or would barely notice my existance at all.This did lead to a couple of unhappy conversations with my wi...fe who see's nothing but her wonderful son and not the lazy little user that I see, it forced me to reavaluate my feelings for my wife.After some thought I found that I did'nt want to leave my wife but if I had to put up with them all it had to be my way.. an if you can't beat them join them sort of thing, I just got on with what I wanted and what. Me rhta tha. Wanha ek family se achchi jaan pahchan ho gyi thi n jo head lady thi wo mujhe bhai manti thi. Ye story uski ladki n mere bich ki hai. Ladki ka naam Sangita (changed) hai. Uski age 18 saal hai. Uska figure 32-28-32 hai. Dekhne me bhi bht khubsurat hai. Jaisa ki maine kha ki main c.g. ka hu n story u.p. ki hai, jab wanha nain service me tha to sangita ke maa se meri jaan pahchan ho gyi n wo mujhe bhai manne lgi. Saterday n sunday unhi ke yanha rhta tha. Sangita ki chal bahut mast. “ I'm tired too honey and I don't have to get up for five. We can talk a lot on Monday and you can always ring me in the meantime. Go to bed and dream of me”.“ If I do I won't remember it! I know I've dreamed but I never remember them”.“Snap”“You're the same?”“Oh yes! Go to bed honey”. We finally said goodbye after some more meaningless banter but I'd got several hints on what she felt in that conversation and I was optimistic about the Monday date. I had to sort out what to cook for her so. “We’re not going to funeral!” “I thought you said we had a meeting?” “Yes but we don’t need to be stiffs!” For her part, Kerry had dressed in a beautiful flowing blue dress that stopped mid thigh. It had a plunging neck line that revealed beautiful rounded breasts defining a deep cleavage. Cascading blonde hair and shoes to match the dress finished the picture. She grabbed my hand and led me to my room. She stood before the wardrobe and started flicking through the contents, arms reached high..