She said Good to hear that, really as she gave me a light punch on the forearm. Ready for Dr. Foster? I grunted and rolled my eyes. That spring, after... four semesters I finally convinced myself shes hot, she likes me, and I dont give a shit what color she is – and asked her where she lived and if I could drop by. A day later I found myself outside Michelles townhouse, my heart pounding, as I stepped out to knock at the door. Joe, how you doin? Cmon on in! So far, so good. I stumbled around my. I sat on the sofa and she came with two cups of coffee and sat beside me.Sweta: srinivas how am I looking in this sareeMe: very nice aunty I guess it’s new and the blouse was perfectly stitchedShe smiled in a naughty way and I didnt understand why she smiled like that. She told me that the blouse used to be loose as it was stitched at the time of her marriage but it became tight now and she took the glass frome me and went into the kitchen with her ass swinging again.She came from the kitchen. She pulled my duvet off and moved closer to me. Our bodies was touching now, she put one leg on top of mine. Then she kissed me again. As she did, she put her hand on my boxers and gently rubbed my cock (which was getting harder by the second) trough the thin fabric. When she broke the kiss again i moaned from the pleasure of her touch. She asked if i liked it, and i all i could do was nod. Then she put her hand inside my boxer and pulled my cock out, all 16cm of it hard as a rock now. She. I became more daring too, pushing myself to venture further and further out of my comfort zone. What started out as flashing the delivery guy turned into hanging out the washing naked and even weeding the back garden naked. There were a couple of times when I thought maybe the neighbor had spotted me but she never said anything and she didn't act any differently when we caught up out in the street. Not at first anyway.Then one day I was doing some gardening in the front yard, clothed.