First she began to unbutton her blouse then teased me until it casually slid it off her shoulders and out of sight. Woo hoo, my little man friend was ...really stiffening up. It looked like a lilac coloured bra she was wearing. Sexily she manoeuvred herself round so I could see her unclip it at the back, then slowly turned to face the window and tantalisingly hold the cups against her mounds of pleasure. One tit popped out, soon followed by the other. I couldn’t help it, my hand went down to my. All off a sudden Barb lowered her voice and said. Do you take me for a fool? Is that what you think I am? I find my basement open, the key gone from my room and where do I find it but in your closet! Now if that is not enough proof what is?!I didn’t know what to say, I had not enter her room or the basement but I knew she wasn’t going to believe me. Then it click she could watch the house cameras in her room and see for herself…. Oh wait she didn’t know I had seen them. I decided punishment for. Tracey came along at just the right time to pull me out of the rut in which I was living and to make me see that there was something more out there, that I wanted more in life than Diana could offer me. Oddly, I met Tracey in much the same way I met Diana. I was working at a local trade show and providing background music and then playing the music for the dance that closed out the show. Tracey was the Events Coordinator. There was some kind of miscommunication between myself and some of her. 00 PM and return by 5.00 PM. As we have only one room, we have to change our dress in the same room where we sleep. The bathroom or kitchen is too small for my sister to change her sarees.In the first few days, I moved to another room or move out when she changes her saree. But mostly, she cooks food only in a paavadai/petticoat wrapped around her boobs in the morning. She has to take a bath or just came out of the bathroom. This made us a little comfortable after some days.So she never minds.