She reminded me who was now in charge in our house and told me that if I didn't like that arrangement, I could leave. My once loving wife had turned i...nto a tyrant.Mary resumed her teaching career at the high school and I became her housewife. Each night after she came home from work she would eat the supper I had made for her and then go on her computer to an adult chat line where she would find prospective lovers for herself. By the end of her second week back to school she told me, "I have a. Then she moaned again and squeezed my hardening cock even more ardently. “It just keeps getting bigger. I’m getting so wet. Want to see?”I didn’t look, though it took more effort than I’d care to admit. Her words and the movement of her other arm in my peripheral vision told me what she was doing. I knew she’d pulled her panties aside. She lifted her hand in front of me, and I could see two of her fingers glistening.“See?” she said and moved her fingers toward my lips.The perfume of her. Her husband is working in defense at Delhi. Sharmila is staying there and at that time she come to visit her brother’s home for few days. It all started when the above family members came to visit us for a week. We had dinner that day together and in the morning Sumata and I left for office together. On our return in the evening we sneaked inside the house to see what the ladies were doing and to our surprise they were in the drawing room gossiping and watching TV. The first words we heard were. I wasn't looking for anything in particular, but it didn't hurt to see what was coming to drink here. I didn't see anything else out of the ordinary, or I didn't recognize it as such if I did.Crossing back over the river involved another undressing and dressing and I was glad that my cups seemed dry enough to move now. I could tell that they would still be fragile but I'd just have to be careful.Lunch had come and gone by the time I returned, but my mates had saved me a few tidbits. They were.