But I had my mind set on this bike so I asked Mr.Singh,the shop owner,if I could have the job.He asked a few questions,usual crap,was I good at gettin...g up very early,did I take orders well,was I polite blah,blah,blah.Smiling & lying through my teeth,(I wasn't used to getting outa my pit very early),I said 'Yes' to whatever he asked.And that was it,my 1st ever 'job'.I could almost picture me racing around the streets on that bike.A few weeks went by & I actually quite liked being out & about. I m going to narrate one of my several fantasies about my aunty meenu she’s 40 yrs old a mother of 3 kids but still i feel attracted to her. I dont get it but she is not a beauty queen rather she resembles every typical married indian housewife.big boobs ,round ass,black marks under her eyes & stressed out due to household work.she has a lovely face & her smile is electric.she has been my first love. Meenu is the wife of a colleague of my father we met when i and her eldest daughter were. I really can’t wait to see what it can do and why she loves it so much!” She swished it loudly through the air before placing it with the other implements on the kitchen table.The muscular young PE teacher thought to herself for a moment about what she was going to do. Once she had decided she slipped off her hoodie and placed it on the back of the chair. She pulled her tight white t-shirt out from her navy tracksuit bottoms and took a deep breath. Her perfectly formed breasts standing out. Obedient for once, I shushed. Then I felt something hot next to my cheek. Not touching, just giving out heat and an intense whiff of scent. I momentarily worried about flameproof sheets and smoke alarms, but was distracted by his next words. “Are you ready?” “What for?” He didn’t answer, but I suddenly felt a searing heat on my bare stomach. “Jesus fuck…” I burst out, but he hushed me. “Don’t move, just breathe in the scent and you’ll be fine.” The brief burst of pain had dulled now. My.