He had had a second drink, a small single malt with a splash of water, while she had sipped slowly on her cocktail. At 7pm he stood up and invited her... to come to dinner. He held her hand as they walked to the lift and waited for it to take them to the floor that the restaurant was on. Once in the lift, with no one else inside, she snuggled close to him and gave him another small kiss, telling him how much she had been looking forward to tonight.They shared a bottle of white wine and an entrée. We started to treat everyone thanks and serving foods by our hands. Mr.Rakeshji, Mamaji and my jijaji’s behave like nothing was happening with me. They treat me like that I am the doughter of them. I am happy to see this because I knew from this that what a trusti people I have to do such a great affairs who were hiding all things and never shows on his face that they all having eye on me. I forced them to have some foods by saying mamaji, jijaji, uncle etc.I am the attraction of whole event. How are you going to do that? You don't even own a house. You don't have a job, and what would you do with her if you did?" He laughed again. "Just go, Phil. I'll have the marriage annulled. You'll be free to marry again, although frankly I doubt you'll ever find a woman who will marry you willingly." Frankly I doubted it too. "The hell with you," I told him. "I'm taking her." My voice sounded funny, like I was about to cry. Obviously I wasn't thinking very clearly, but it was. From behind, Mary opened Carole’s legs and started playing with her pussy. Then she squatted down so she could lick it. While Carole was seeing to John’s cock, Mary was enjoying Carole, exploring her pussy, clit and ass with her tongue. It wasn’t long before Carole had to swallow, having an orgasm at the same time.Breakfast came next and at the table I was asked why I hadn’t made any moves on Mary, she was, after all a very fit and good looking 50 year old MILF. Firstly, I said Carole was the.