She had changed into a very revealing black dress, that hugged her figure tightly. It had a deep V-shaped opening in the front, an open back with criss-cross lace up detail. The dress ended way above her knees. Gowri asked her, “Didi, you changed? That dress is to die public for!” “Yes, the heel on the shoes for the red dress broke, so I had to wear something else.” She looked over at me, “Manu, I’m sorry to add one more thing to your list of things to do, but I need you to take my red high heels to get them fixed, okay? They’re in the closet.” “Yes, of blowjob course, my love,” I shouted back, trying to keep my back to her. “I’ll drop it off on the way to work, and pick up on the way back tonight.” Then Gowri remembered that she also had a pair of shoes with reality broken heels that needed repairing. I heard her say it out loud to Kavita. My wife looked at me, silently gesturing for me to say something. I felt a amateur little annoyed that she thought she had to give me a hint. “Gowri, since I’m going to the shoe shop, I can get your shoes fixed too. Just leave them here,” I replied, looking at her, admiring the salacious young woman and her sexy curves. Again, she caught me checking her out just as I averted my glance. Gowri replied, “Thanks Manu.” But she didn’t offer to bring the shoes to me. Instead, she remarked flippantly “You’ll find my shoes cfnm in Prem’s closet in a paper bag – black ones with lacy straps. Please get them shined too.” It was somehow MY job to go and get her shoes! And to be told to just get them shined on top of that! Kavita acted oblivious to her tone and comments. Prem stood there smirking. I wondered if her seeing me in panties had emboldened her to act more disrespectfully with me. I was still standing at the sink, hidden away from sight, waiting for them to leave. But then Kavita called out to me, “Manu, can you just go get Gowri’s shoes now, so we know it’s the right pair?” I grabbed the kitchen hand towel. She buried her face back in my snatch, licking reality again. I broke the kiss long enough to say... I see everyone smiling. She was wearing a dress, bra, pants and as I could hear some music I pulled her up and started to dance close with her, kissing her and feeling her ass. The cries were precious, her screaming to the heavens as me and her felt passion roaring from within. "OK. What are the public stakes?" Deeply. “I have an idea.” I replied cfnm huskily with a wolfish grin. “she's just a neighborhood MILF, I fuck on occasion when her husbands blowjob out of town. “Look at that bitch.” Denny says to Tony. She saw men around her jacking off unashamedly in front of her, their cocks enlarged and red. She picked up her pack, but dropped her phone in the process. Zan advised them. A powerful heat churned inside my cunt, a amateur brewing storm demanding to be unleashed.