When your loving wife tells you that she is having a Ladies night out with her Girl friends, have you ever bothered to see how she gets ready? The way she has ensured that her armpits are silky smooth; the way her Cunny lips don’t have a single strand of hair on them after the Brazilian Wax. Have you seen her search for her sexiest and skimpiest Thong Panty and that designer Underwire Brassiere in her Lingerie drawer? Her erect teats are clearly visible through the lacy cups. She has never worn those for you; has she? Have you ever wondered when she bought that one piece cocktail dress with a plunging neckline which can barely hide her cleavage and whose hemline barely manages to hide her Panty? The way she applies extra Kohl on her eyes to make them look smokier and hornier; the bright pink shade of lipstick which she never wears when she is with you. As she zips up that ultra tight Dress, you subconsciously know that there is no way your wife is returning home UNFUCKED tonight. You see her adorning her stiletto footwear and the way her rotund Ass wobbles invitingly as she leaves the house after asking you to put the kids to sleep. Do you wonder why she has dabbed her favourite Gucci Rush Perfume behind her ear lobes and in her generously displayed cleavage? How would you feel when you realize that she is slipping off her wedding ring and her Mangalsutra and hiding it in her purse once she is in the elevator? Do you feel that unexplainable rush….when she calls you very late in the night and says that she might get late for returning home…and then you hear her muffled giggle followed by a sharp throaty gasp? Do you wonder if she has hooked up with some Hot hunk, 10 years younger to her? Do you feel your self begging, “Oh God, I just hope that she has made him wear a condom at least! She is ovulating right now.”
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