Today we will celebrate our anniversary.” As night arrived, chacha arrived home late at night. He was heavily drunk and unable to walk. I helped him... to lay on the bed. Chachi looked sad.She said to me, “Look how he is celebrating our anniversary.” I said, “He did wrong.” She said, “I have no problem with his drinking but sometimes he is disgusting.” Chachi dressed like a bride with sindoor and mangalsutra. We climbed on the bed. She removed her saree and laid beside me hugging me tightly.This. Overall, It seemed to be going well. The only thing that didn’t go well was my job. It was very busy at the company and people had to put in a lot of overtime, including myself. There were rumors of a hostile take-over and if it happened, it was likely there were going to be layoffs. My job was secure for now since I was one of the best performing employees, but it did cause me a lot of stress. If they were going to fire someone in my department, then I hoped it was either Mister Sweaty or. One weekend I was home we got an invite to dinner and overnight stay at her friends which we jumped at as we didn't get much time alone together. We arrived at their house and mywife Ann introduced me to her friend Dawn and her husband Dave. She was a preety blonde about 5'7" with nice boobs and he was about 6'2", dark and well built. We were 24 at the time and they must have been about 30. Dinner was nice and the wine kept flowing but Ann can't hold her drink and soon became quite drunk, so. ” Oh hell, words were not going to matter much tonight. Dinner was T-bone steaks, grilled to perfection. One of the best steaks I have ever eaten. But I was still distracted. Amie was sitting across the small table and I couldn’t help but picture her naked, riding me. Once she got up and started for the kitchen to get something, but stopped behind me, leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Are you thinking about your cock buried in my mouth or in my cunt?” Then she walked away, hips swaying. All.