This was how our mornings usually were and after that, we take a shower together and left for work.The evenings were much better. One evening, I came ...home before my wife Pooja as my working hours usually ended earlier than hers. After a tiring day, I slept in the bed without changing my clothes. Pooja wore all kinds of clothes to the hospital and that day she wore a saree with sleeveless blouse. She mostly wears sleeveless dresses because I liked her that way.That evening Pooja came an hour. ”So I knocked on the washroom door and asked him would he mind if I come into the washroom for a second. He said no and opened the washroom door, pretending like he was using the toilet.He held the door and stayed at the door when I got in. From the door, he could clearly see my wife. He was continuously staring at my wife’s innerwear lying under the bed. My wife realized it and jumped out of the bed to take it. While she was bending, he clearly saw her cleavage and back legs in the dressing. Well I rode a bike not too long ago but it had its share of troubles and that was why I gave up the idea as it is no fun to push a bike for any distance.I still had my bikers endorsement on my drivers license though and I walked in to that dealer with an exited feeling, like my mind knew what I was gonna do before I knew.And there it was, a 1991 Sportster in black with a good with a good bit of chrome, pipes out of the right side and a large air cleaner for that S&S shorty carb, on the left was. Then chipkali dressed herself quickly and served the food to him, he ate and moved to outside.I left them and said, “saalo! Take care yourself.”They laughed and I moved from there. I backed to home, took some lunch and talking with bhabhi.In evening me and bhabhi went to bhabhi’s home. Bhabhi discussed something with her parents.Bhabhi asked her sister, “Munni, you come with for next some months till you become mausi?”Munni her younger sister watched her parents face and replied, “Okay Didi,.