She headed for the kitchen to do the dishes. I went to the lounge and started watching the movie. She came from behind and quietly stood there. I didn...’t notice her presence and was busy with my hand job. Suddenly I saw her. Her one hand was on her boobs and the other on the cunt. She obviously was enjoying the view. Laxmi was aroused and took my hand in her hand. She slowly placed it on one of her gigantic boob and said to me “thora dabaao naa…” which meant that she wanted me to fondle it. I. Laying the sandal aside for a moment, she went back to the box where its twin lay. She searched through it again, looking for a card, a slip of paper - anything to tell her where they had come from. Nothing.A scowl marred the blonde's face as she sat back on her couch.Not 10 minutes earlier, the 32 year-old had opened her door to get the paper only to find a plain white shoebox lying there, with "Kelly Anderson" thickly scrawled across the top in Sharpie.Sighing dejectedly, Kelly had to wonder. I can’t reveal her name but lets call her anju.So anju aunty came, served every one and sat beside me. She boldly placed her hand on my thigh. I was scared as hell. She was as usual enjoying. I looked at her and signalled to stop that. She smiled at that. I was scared because what would happen if we are caught.Then she said in my ear. Excuse yourself somehow and get in to the house ( we have been given a house separately to live in, she was talking about that house ). And make sure no body sees. He continued to wash his length, closing his eyes as he savored the feeling, pretending it was the hands of his mother-in-law.“Well, you're home...” she paused as she walked into the bathroom, “...early. Man who is not my husband.”“Uh!” he said with a look similar to if he had just dropped and broken something, while still holding his hard and soapy cock. “I didn't expect anybody to be home!”“We're usually not... not for another couple hours anyway. My last two showings rescheduled, so lucky me.