My wife was still sleeping. My mother in law asked me to wear jeans and top. I came to my room and wore my tight jeans. When I reached in drawing room... I saw my mother in law in pretty skirt and top. She was looking like a doll. I commented you are looking pretty. She only smiled. We sipped our drinks while sitting on the sofa. She stood and played a tape of a tapping song. As her back was at my face I saw her buttocks bounced her hips on the tunes. She turned and signaled me for a dance. I. She darted in, locking the door behind her.“Well, at least the facilities in here are clean,” Stephanie stated grabbing a handful of toilet paper.“I’m sorry, did I make a mess?” Her pussy taunted.“Very funny. Thanks to you I look like I pissed myself.” Stephanie grimaced.“I’m sorry,” Her pussy giggled.“I’m sure,” Stephanie said while wiping her legs.“Now that we finally have some privacy let's see that toy up close and personal,” Her pussy said licking its lips.“Are you crazy?” . I left there and went to office. But I could not stop thinking about neelima behavior. I reached home I heard door knock it was indeed neelima.She asked can I come in. I said ok. We sat. Then she said I love you. I want you to be with me always. And continued it is not from just four days but long ago but I restricted myself. But by seeing your goodness I can’t stop telling you all these. I don’t want to know your opinion also. I just said because I wanted to say. And she left and while leaving. I saw that his pants were bulging hugely, bigger than any man’s I’d ever seen. I gazed at him, my breasts filling my tight blouse, big as melons. I straightened my skirt with my hands. “We still have a lot of work to do,” he said, all business-like again. “Get those reports off to General Lampkins.” “Okay, sir,” I smiled. “And quit calling me ‘sir,’” he scolded me. “You’re a civilian.” “Mmmm, I like it,” I teased. I turned to go. “Bye, bye, sir.” “Not for as long as you’d like,” he.