Chelsa take a sip and pay.As they cross the threshold the alarm goes off and a security guard immediately confront them.They both look surprise more t...hen worried,so they reenter the premises to face the supervisor,he ask them to empty theyr bags on the table.Christine is petrified at the sight of the expensive mobile and, before she can say a word,get,roughly pushed to office at the back.Paul and i listen to the guard rapport and thank him for the prompt response as he goes back to the shop. “Before anything else, we must agree on the rules,” he said softly in my ear, “You should only wear saree or skirt, no jeans, trousers or salwar suit. Also, you cannot wear panties. You should adjust your bras so that your boobs make good looking, round cleavage. Whatever you wear on top should have buttons in front and you should keep a few buttons open all the time so that I can have a clear view of your cleavage. Whatever I do, whenever I do, you must never say ‘No’,” he dictated the rules. Neha (my wife) usko pata nahi tha ki main nahi driver hai udhar usne torch pakad le driver ko bina dekhe aur wahe par usne on kar di aur peeche driver khada tha usne dekha nahi usko laga ki main hu. Main jab aaya toh mujhe laga driver b gaya hoga toilet karne toh main wahan wait kar raha tha par. Driver uske peeche khada tha aur view ko enjoy kar raha tha aache se.Fir wo b wahe uske peeche toilet karne lag gaya usko laga ki main kar raha hu toh neha ne kaha abhi please thoda door karo toh woh. I went to the supermarket. I gave up on the cooking idea, only for a week or two of course, until I get adjusted, then I'll get back to it. So I bought loads of microwave meals for one. Then I felt bitterly ashamed and embarrassed as I waited to check-out. I felt everyone in the shop need only look at my trolley to know that I was a cuckolded husband.The only bright spot was that Phil phoned in the evening. Just checking on how I was. But he was kind, and he let me talk about Beth and how much.