I am 25 year old. I have done B.Tech and currently pursuing my post graduation. Coming to the story. This story is about my neighbour aunty, neelam. S...he is 49 year old, a little bit chubby, gifted with a big ass, plumpy tummy and mango shaped boobs. She is my mom’s best friend but three years ago, I developed physical relationship with her.It was the day of karvachaudh. Neelam’s husband was on a business trip and he couldn’t come home. That day, neelam visited my house. I could see few white. Lowering herself slowly onto his lap until she was grinding against him. He was in heaven. He had his hands on her hips as she lent back against his chest. He moved his hands from her hips to inside her dress and cupped her breasts. They were perfect and surprisingly fuller that he thought. She let out a soft sigh as he ran his fingers across her erect nipples. She continued grinding on his lap and could feel him getting aroused. She reached between her legs and began rubbing and squeezing his. He said that he would stop by after work.He was a bit late but arrived at around 9 PM. My daughter, Stephanie, went to the door and let him in."Hello girl," he said as he entered the apartment. John was as black of a man as could be. Six foot three and thin but muscular. I had always thought he was so damn sexy because of his very dark black skin and rippling muscles.He came over and hugged me but never taking his eyes off of Stephanie. "I've only met your daughter a couple of times, she is a. She would have simply demanded that we never allow Meghan into our house again. Cathy, apart from being a frustrated social climber, was insanely jealous as well. She had always been somewhat cool towards Meghan, who, though she wasn't really gorgeous or anything, was cute and young, two things that threatened my wife's sense of safety more than anything. Nor had I mentioned it to Meghan yet. We hadn't needed a babysitter since then, and the discovery had occurred after she'd gone home that.