Entertaining company wasn’t very conducive to invoking an involuntary proposal. Company didn’t fit any of his other theories either. There had to ...be some sort of trick.“Yes, there are five young women waiting for you,” Nestor said.“Are they gorgeous?” Stephen asked getting concerned.“No,” Nestor said.“I wasn’t expecting anything like that,” Stephen said. “What should I do?”“Go in,” Nestor said.Stephen entered the house wondering what he was going to find. There were six women, including Mel,. Their friendship broken. Though perhaps he would be back to fuck the big titted slut. He would think about it anyway. Grant didn’t fuck Ian much anymore. Not since Wendy became his assistant. Work after Chuck’s visit was different. Ian’s ass was on fire as he gripped his boss’s desk. Grants big cock swiftly jackhammering him from behind as he squeaked. They had told him every detail of Chucks visit and Grant was quite pleased. More than pleased, he wanted to physically pound home Ian’s. Then Steve really shocked me. "I find your wife very attractive, and I think the feeling is mutual between us. Further, I think it wouldn't be that hard for me to seduce her. You, my friend, could watch without her even knowing it!" I was very uneasy and a little angry. What does one say in a situation like that? I told him he was crazy and left. But later I kept thinking about his proposition. I was sure it was impossible. Two days later on a Saturday afternoon, Steve rang the doorbell. "I. I had the habit of checking out the side-navel and boobs of aunties wearing saree and oh boy, it was beautiful!My neighbour aunty’s boobs were tight along the blouse and one could easily figure out the size of her boobs. And her wheatish navel showing more than enough skin was making me drool in my mind.Sreeja aunty: Mone, njan vandi park cheythekunnathu correct ano ennu nokkamo? (Dear, could you check if I have parked the car correctly or not?)My neighbour aunty had to park her car outside as.