So short I could see the tops of the thigh-high stockings she wore. Not pantyhose, but thigh-highs!My dick went rock-hard in my pants.She looked so se...xy, her dainty glasses resting on her nose, giving her a naughty, librarian look, her blonde hair falling in golden waves around her lush face. She was mature, but still beautiful, my sister’s face perfected. Her large tits bounced and jiggled as she came down the rest of the stairs, her breasts almost spilling out of her blouse.“And that top,” I. Finally I could not bear it any longer. She had a doubtlessly sexy body. Perfect dips and curves in the right places. Fresh large size breasts, a good waist, and well rounded fleshy ass. I decided to make the first big move now. I started pretending to fall asleep by 11:30pm and then wake up by 1:30am by the time which she would be fast asleep, or so was my judgement. Getting up at 1:30am, I approached her body for the first time, terribly tensed. I lightly run my fingers through her sexy hair. ‘In his room?’ ‘Yes,’ he said from behind my hand. I patted him on the chest and thanked him as I headed down the short little hallway. I breathed deep, then slowly turned the doorknob. The quaint little room was completely dark, despite it being daytime. A six-foot-five, guy shaped lump laid in the middle of his bed. I smiled.. He was in med school, a real smart guy, and it wore him out, causing him to sleep during the day. I tiptoed quietly to his bed, and softly laid down next to his thin. Kumar and Neetu were busy in talking. I felt a bit sleepy and fell into Sunita’s lap for a while to steal a few winks. I was jolted out of my nap by a nudge from my wife. I opened my eyes. The young pair was missing. I could hear Neetu’s giggles some distance away in the corridor. Sunita said, “Look at the shameless woman. She is making out with the young lad, when her husband is only some coaches away.” The Colonel’s wife, Jyoti, heard our talk and said in low voice, “Let them be. After all,.