In the house. Alone. With.Gulping, he recited the litany under his breath: Mina’s clothes. Mina’s underwear. Mina’s pajamas and nighties and mak...eup and dresses and shoes and skirts and blouses and tops and leggings and tights and... Jesus, he was on the verge of hyperventilating.Drawing a deep breath, he held it deep and counted to 10. Blowing out slowly, he thought of Mina’s underwear, stuff she’d discarded yesterday or the day before, tossed negligently on the floor, or possibly into the. It was late, around 23:30 and dark, the guy was still giving the bullshite but I found myself fantasising about watching a stranger that I didn’t even like fuck my wife. At every opportunity I found myself complimenting my wife in front of him, when she left the table I would turn the subject to her, I even asked her to take a turn going to the bar so I could talk about her, then he finally paid her a compliment himself, saying she looked very pretty in her short dress. It was at that point. I was fast approaching an orgasm and I knew it would be a big one. I jerked as the first shock wave rippled through. Then, like a freight train, it hit me. My ass came off the bed and my back arched. The only parts of my body on the bed were the bottoms of my feet and my shoulders. This forced a little more of his hand into me but I didn't care. He grabbed my clit and squeezed, sending me into another orgasm. I cried out, not in pain, but pleasure. Pure unadulterated pleasure. Never before had. Unhone ne mujhe apne room mein aane ko kaha aur mein unke piche chala gaya. Mein ne wahan ek 18 saal ki larki ko dekha mein ne bhabhi se pucha ki ye koon hai tu bhabhi boli ye mere mama ki larki hai kal hi shimla se aayi hai. Uska naam rani tha. Mein ne bhabhi se pucha ki bhabhi kuch kaam tha jo aap ne mujhe yaad kiya tu bhabhi boli kya kaam hoga tabhi bula sakti hoon kya , mein kuc samjh nahi paa raha tha ki bhabhi kya chahti hain mujhse . Phir mein rani se baatein karne laga aur dhire dhire.