I saw there the ugly husband snoring and sleeping loudly like a pig, i put her in the bed next to him and started kissing her wet lips and put my head... in her neck and was slowly saying sarala sarala. She took my head of and pleaded saying that arun, my husband my get up and it would be a bad scene for both of us. I got irritated with her. I got up and gave one kick on her husbands nasty hips. The pig was still snoring. I told her see sarala this pig is still sleeping. Dont worry about him. I. Sue reflected on the weekend. On Saturday night she had, had sex with more men than she had ever fucked in her life. That was just Saturday. She closed her eyes, remembering. The cocktail party…….no that wasn’t really correct, there were no cocktails, had been between businessmen, some had brought girls with them, she doubted any had been their wives. Businessmen, not that really. Villains her Dad would have called them, and that would have been an understatement. Both her and Julie had been. Unknown by me, my darling wife had arranged a nude birthday partyfor me! And what a party!About twenty of our closest (and barest friends) were there, andwere already well on their way to having a good time. It wasfairly late by my clock–about 11PM, but these people tend to bea late group, and were just beginning to warm up. As I foundout, they had been drinking beer and wine for a couple of hours,and most of them were very loose.The evening began with a striptease–mine. The. I might try that on her as well.”The shopping date with my eldest went well and she was a bit more extravagant in her purchases than Lexi had been at thirteen, but as she explained to me, “I’m not growing any longer. This is pretty much the shape I plan to be for the next twenty or thirty years.” If she managed that, she’d be as stunning at forty as her mother was. Eventually, we found our way to the Tea Room and talked. I managed to bring up the conversation I wanted to have with her.“So,.