Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

I didn't want to stick around in case Salman heard us in the night. I got dressed and quietly left the room. I decided I wanted to see what happens. If Salman didn't hear us, he would ask me. If however he did, I figured he would just leave me alone and not talk to me. I felt a little guilty on Salman. He was after all my best friend. Anxiously, I hadn't heard from Salman while I was back at collage, and the time was approaching late afternoon. I felt really anxious at the possibility of him knowing I fucked his mother. But that anxiety was outweighed by the thought of Rehana and that incredible workout we had last night. The fact that Rehana was 20 years older than me turned me on even more. I just couldn't stop thinking about her. At 4:25 Salman finally called on my cell. My heart was racing and my palms began to sweat. I had no idea how Salman was going to be with me.

"Hey dude, what happened to you last night? I got up this morning and you were gone," Said Salman. 

I let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh I couldn't settle in bed last night for some reason, so I got up early had a bath and had to come for lab so left the home early." I nervously said.

"Anyway, never mind that mate. You're crashing at mine again tonight. Got a surprise for you," Said Salman. "Hurry up and get your ass over here."

"Ok will do, give me 15 minutes." I answered. I was so excited at the prospect of being with Rehana again.

When I arrived at Salman's house, Rehana was in the kitchen having a cup of tea and chatting with the nebour and a college teacher friend of hers from the club. 

On this day Rehana dressed more boldly and confidently than usual. She had skin tight kameez and the salwar blue kameez and white salwar both of cotton the salwar that squeezed her ass into an exquisite shape. The kammez was short just covered her big ass a nice blue kameez which was deep neck that complimented her body nicely. Quite tight around those huge breasts, the top couple of buttons were undone showing just the top inch or so of her cleavage, and with a necklace that drew attention to that area. I got an instant hard on.

"Can I have a cup of tea Rehana aunty," I interrupted.

"Of course you can Ravi. Help yourself, you know where the kettle is beta," replied Rehana.

I went to hang my coat up and take my shoes off in the cove under the stairs. Rehana crept up behind me and whispered in my ear, "I've left a gift for you in the laundry basket." and gave me a wink before returning back to the kitchen to chat with her guests. 

Immediately without even having seen Salman yet, I dashed upstairs to the bathroom. I noticed the lock had been fixed, great. After locking myself in, I picked up the pink panties from the top of the laundry basket. 

Out of curiosity I wanted to check her size. I read the label of the panties which read, 'size38'. " So that meaty ass fills a size 38? So the hips are 38 size and the waist is 32" I thought to myself, picturing the panties caressing her big butt cheeks. 

Without further ado I got my cock out.

I held the panties to my face and began pumping my cock. I was fantasizing about all kinds of things I would do to Rehana. The feel of her tongue on my asshole, gliding my cock along the crack of her ass, feeling them her teeth scbang my cock, cumming over her face mouth and big soft fair papaya shaped tits....

After a few minutes I aimed my cock into the inside of her panties and squirted a copious amount of cum into them. I then screwed them up and threw them back in the laundry basket. I zipped up and strolled back down stairs, where I was greeted by Salman.

"I just went to the loo mate." I said.

"Let's go to the lounge mate, I got something to tell you," Said Salman.