I was scared so i was not talking,he said "cool i'll give the treat now at least speak something but there was something else also my memory is fading..."my heart beats were beating like a rat's he was happy singing songs, bullying people walking, I took a long deep breath and put my hand on his dick, he lost control of car and he was shocked, he was not gay and neither was i."what are you doing? i was k**ding k**" says he "sir, bet is a bet and i a man of my words" i told him with a tumbling. It was suddenly incredibly erotic. Then Mitch rose to his feet rather clumsily and quickly, and kicked off his trousers, pants and shoes before dropping to his knees and slipping his arms underneath my helpless wife’s limp body. He lifted her effortlessly and carried her across the lounge to the inside door behind which were the hallway and bedrooms. He opened the door, carried her carefully through it and it closed slowly behind them. Now on to Chapter Eight... “Jesus!” I sighed gazing into. " Maybe I'll see you at lunch," I said and stroked away as if I were not interested in pronging the prettiest thing in the pool.Anyhow, I took her to the lunch wagon down at the construction site, and we bought hotdogs with chili and then went to the park. She was still wearing her skintight one-piece suit with a colorful sarong wrapped around her hips. I had on my swimming shorts and an old t-shirt with the arms cut off. We both wore flip-flops. I was also wearing my industrial strength jock. Stranger: hiMe: hey kaise ho? Stranger: mast hai ap bataoStranger: n happy deewaliMe: oh belated happy bhai doojStranger: hmmmmStranger: sahi hai broStranger: to ap kahan se ho?Me: I’m not your bro by the way yoo seem to be very haara hua typesStranger: why u r saying like this?Stranger: okkkMe: why ok?Stranger: accha wht is your name Me: SheenaMe: You know that’s fake rightStranger: hmm I know bandiyan apna sahi nam nahi batatiStranger: koi gal nahi jiMe: Are you PunjabiStranger: But why it.