As usual 20% of the boobs are popping out of on top of her dress, she carefully and softly applied rose powder with soft brushes to make it appear glamorous and did proper hair dressing and every inch of her face is appearing happy and excitement.I’ve also dressed well with my favorite T-Shirt and jeans and got ready to leave to Vinod’s home.As soon as they opened the door, noticed Harini with her traditional and sexy saree attire and said within myself “oh my god, she is damn sexy”.I could see the same with Vinod’s face seeing Swathi.Vinod and Harini with their smiling faces invited us inside house and we all walked and sat in the sofa in hall.Though we talked about this swap over phone call, this is the first time all four of us in meeting physically first time after the decision has been made.I got distracted from my thought with her serious look on me.
As if they are waiting for us, immediately Vinod opened the door and Harini is also standing with him while he opened the door.
I’m bit out of control and my started cock screwing me to go to kitchen and see Harini there. I gently asked excuse with Swathi and Vinod and said let me to go to kitchen and get some water. With heavy heart beat I progressed to kitchen to see Harini in bit of privacy/separately.
I went to kitchen, I could see she is boiling milk in gas stove. Dvi., can I get some wat., wattter” Oh my god I struggled to say that one sentenced completely. She with cute smile “Vinod, Please help yourself, here is the water filter, she pointed to the filter on left side of her” I slowly moved to her left side, she is focusing on boiling milk to ensure it not overflows on stove and slightly she is looking at me with her side view without turning her head.
I really admired that we all are strictly following this even without planning.
I started thinking “mm it seems this is what the culture and sensitivity somewhere sticked within our DNA” We all just chat normal topics without talking anything about the exchanging our wives.