My wife Anita was quite an eyeful. I put some of my and some of my wife’s pictures in an envelope. I had taken them during our honeymoon and later. ...Some of her pictures were in daring sexy poses. When I met Raaj next, whilst talking to him, I casually dropped the envelope near his feet. One of my wife’s pictures came out of the envelope. Raaj bent down to pick up the envelop and saw Anita’s pictures. He asked if he could see them. I told him to go ahead. Expressions on his face revealed that my. He had an excellent view of her through his powerful ex-army binoculars, feeling a warm surge of arousal as he realised she wasn’t wearing a bra under her blouse. She was a pretty young thing with long, dark, silky hair and a pleasing, almost classically beautiful face with high cheekbones and plump lips. Her body was slim with sleek, firm breasts sitting high on her chest. His hands trembled a little as he watched her holding her mobile phone out in front of her, obviously taking pictures of. I pulled them aside and in one easy, swift movement entered her, thrusting two fingers, sliding them easily deep inside her. Finally losing my grip she launched herself at me and as I continued to bend forward trying to suck her nipple and increase the thrusting of my fingers she caught me off balance and this time I fell back against the wall. She was on me. Gripping my belt, she pulled me forwards, tearing frantically, she somehow managed to get it undone, pulled the claps on my trousers. I scored very less in the examination, passed by three marks only. As a result, I was scolded too much at home, at tuition. Even my grandparents scolded me and seized the phone so that I could concentrate on studies. Even my girlfriend was little angry at my marks. I was not allowed to watch television programs, online cinemas and all sorts of recreation means were closed. I was angry at all of them saying them to see the class performance. But they denied and said if I have studied more, I.