Within a couple of years, I felt my appearance had gone downhill. I aged and most definitely looked my age. It was like mother nature had taken away m...y womb and all the femininity I ever had. I started to get hairs in places I never did before. I was conscious of my hands the most, which got quite hairy.My hands always concerned me from a young age. I was of less than average height now, around 5-foot-2-inches, and was quite slim. It was only post-menopause I had gained it a bit, especially. Morning me jab aakh khuli to body me bhaut pain ho raha tha body me kai jagah laal aur nile nisaan the aur choot aur gaand bhaut dard ho rahi thi dono ched pure khul gye. Raat me chut se itna ras nikla ki wo puri shook gyi thi per mai ander se bhaut khush thi ki mera sapna pura ho gya tha.Thodi der me bhabhi kitchen se warm oil le kr aayi. Bhabhi ne poocha aur pinki raani kaisi rahi raat tumhari maine chouk ka poocha to bhabhi ye sab aapki planing thi.Bhabhi ne muskura k kaha “Yes” mai kahti. “It’s been driving me crazy seeing you outside my bedroom window in your house with your shirt off while I’m stuck in this house all day. I’ve been wet for a week just thinking about how I could get such a hard cock into my wet pussy as my Hubby has lost interest in having sex with me”“Is this how you do it to satisfy your selves when you are alone in your room and was just doing the same when I open the widow to see you jerking” Nandhini said as she stroked my cock, pushing my shorts and. Neither of them complained though and a few songs later I whispered something to each of them that cheered them up. “I’m so fucking horny. I want the three of us to go back to my hotel room. Oh yeah, my husband will come with us. But don’t worry, he just wants to watch.” I wish you could’ve seen the looks on their faces. Shock. Excitement. All rolled into grins. I led them out, picking up my husband at the bar. I strutted back to the hotel, feeling like the sexiest woman on Bourbon Street..