The reason was not any kind of infidelity or extramarital affairs but just that we did not felt so close then and were not happy with each other.My wi...fe somewhat helped me in my business. During meetings, we require western clothes like shirts and pants. But my wife always strictly rejected these clothes and wore suits and sarees. I longed to see my wife wearing sexy clothes. Now after about two years living away from each other, we both kinda felt lonely . We still loved each other deeply. One. 30pm I finished my dinner and went to their home. Aunty was wearing a pink light and transparent nighty which was revealing her inner parts. Since I saw her first time in this type of dress I was taken a back. I didnt have any bad thought or ideas about aunty so far but this one look changed my mind. I was struck dumm and stated staring at her. She noticed it and she invited me to come inside with a naughty smile. Her daughter was already in deep sleep. She called me inside and asked to join. "Of course!" she affirmed.Then, in what should have been one of my more embarrassing moments, I beganto cry. Yeah. Like a girl.Grace began soothing me. "There, there honey," she assured me sweetly."It's okay to cry. I'm happy too," she said as she took my hand in hers."Come on now," she said excitedly. "Put it on my finger!"Still sobbing, but gaining some control, and grinning from ear to ear, Iremoved the ring from its box, took her hand in mine and began sliding thering - a perfect fit -. Zeigler was also shrewd enough to change the club to suit the times. Now it was the Scandalous Seventies, and the emancipation of women more complete than even the original Carrie Nation would have dreamed or approved of. The result was that his second floor prostitution operation took a steady nose-dive, while his bar and dinner business and the gambling above showed rising profits. Even the locals who didn't gamble or really have much of any other vices, liked the now re-named and refurbished.