May nay kaha k nahi baji thori dayr aor. Wasay agar aap chahay to asakti hay bs mjay aik towel day day.Who towel lay kar under a e to mjay daykh kar t...hori dayr k lea shrma k bahir chali gai, aor kehnay lagi k “tm mjay bata to daytat, I m sorry”. May nay kaha baji koi bat nahi pl mjay towel day day. Unhon nay towel dia mjay gate pay kharay kharay aor phir un ki nigah mayray tool pay pari jo k full erect tha. Woh wahi gate pay khari ho gai aor mj say batay karnay lagi may nay towel lapet le lakin. I pushed you back against the window and kissed you deeply, our tongues entwined. I reached down and started to tug your sundress up over your ass. You knew exactly what I was doing at this point as your head snapped left and right looking through the window to see if the street was still empty. Your heart skipped a beat as I pulled your panties down over your ass and pushed you back, your ass cheeks pressing against the cool glass. “Oh fuck baby,” you moaned into my mouth. “What if someone. [he pausedlong enough to get their names] Ms. Maguire and her delightful sonBlair." (Blair was turning on the charm full-blast.)"Darling!" Miss Umbridge spluttered. "Just wait ...."He cut her off: "Please Miss Umbridge, we will be still here at nineo'clock this evening if you keep interrupting. There are procedures tofollow. Now, Mrs. Maguire, what seems to be the problem?"To intermittent "tsk, tsks" and "oh mys" from Mr. La Ronde, Maggieexplained that Blair's teacher, having discovered. And then one day I found out that she wasn't. Mine maybe, but definitely not all mine.I know it sounds like a cliché, but I found out the way most husbands do; an unexpected trip home during the day, a strange car in the drive, sounds of passion from the upstairs bedroom, a stranger scrambling to get his pants on and a confrontation with the naked, sweating wife. A naked sweaty wife who looked so damned sexy lying there, legs spread, cunt lips puffy and wet and nipples erect that I stepped out.