I laid her next to Momo and turned to Sonja."Come here, puppy dog."I leaned in and we began to kiss, her tail spinning like a turbine. She thought I w...as going to invite her onto my lap, but instead I laid her on her back. She was panting in excitement, her breasts heaving. True, Betty had her outclassed, but Sonja's breasts were home to me. She giggled as my tongue teased her delicate skin, causing her nipples to point out. I held her breasts together and nuzzled them with my face, using them. Long hours in the kitchen and in the backyard did not deter her from looking gracious. She had an uncanny sense of dressing which suited her character. It was more for the sake of convenience that she started wearing blouses with low necks and short backs. She was inadvertently revealing a bit too much although I had no problems with that. I could see the strap of her bra beneath her blouse suggesting how short her blouses were tailored. Her brisk movements meant that I was getting frequent. I pressed the cups of the bra it felt good. I searched for her panties but ther was none. She was not well educated and most of aged ones don’t wear tat too.I was wondering how to have sex with her. Then I came back to the sofa and again started watching TV. After 10 mins she came with a towel tied in her head and a petticoat tied up to her boobs. She crossed me and went to her bedroom. I didn’t have full view. After sometime she came out wearing her saree.Came and sat beside, started talking. We sat a few moments sipping our drinks before anybody spoke. The woman was quite taken by my husband and me as a couple. She honestly thought my husband was a lesbian. My husband laughed as she said this. She went on to say she attends this place to find other lesbians and her young guy was a date and was new to the bar. He said he was just looking to meet people like all of us. We all laughed as we talked. I told them I was married to my husband and that both of us had gay.