”Miles smile went from ear to ear as that was her pet nickname in bed that she gave him after their first few sexual encounters together after he pu...t on an unexpected ten pounds. Miles standing by the bedroom door that was still ajar chuckled a little and said, “Okay, honey I understand you and stud muffin are getting it on in there! I’ll be in my office just let me know when you’re through with your liaison for the evening.”Then the door knob was pulled away from the palm of his hand. When. At the end of the row, Em stepped out first; there was the exit, maybe thirty yards away. She hoped the door wasn't locked...The door opened.And a short stocky silhouette stood haloed by bright floodlights beyond.An elf stepped into the pale green light of the bakery.Followed by another.Two more stood behind them.Em stopped dead in her tracks.Jovie strode past Em, raising lighter and hairspray. "Come on, Em. We can take 'em."But when two more, and three more, and two more elves pushed their way. Don't know, honey, I'll be back in a minute," and I excused myself to see what my dear wife was up to. Bill's house is quite large, so I had to search around upstairs and the second floor before I discovered what had happened to Ann and Marty. They were in a study on the second floor.I watched them quietly through the partially open door. Marty's back was to me as he held Ann in a tight embrace, her arms around his neck. Obviously they were engaged in a deep French kiss. Slowly, Marty stepped. And thanks to the dear god that he nodded a yes to my desires and there landed a fucking sex bomb in the next flat. This is when things got interesting. It was one fine Sunday morning that my doorbell rang and I opened the door with my sleepy, still half-closed eyes when I saw her standing there. Right there, in front of me in a fucking green lehenga choli. Don’t look at her navel, damn it!Her waist might have gotten a little bit folded, but don’t look at it. (Don’t ask me how I know that her.