Most of the other senior high girls worked at the mall or in fast-food. I was an "erotic fashion consultant" - at least that's what we jokingly called... ourselves. I really liked being there, and Monique treated me more like a partner than an employee.Monique's shop wasn't like some sleazy porn shop hidden on the edge of town. It was an up-scale boutique, located right on Main Street, that specialized in sexy women's wear like garter belts and leather tops. The store was definitely geared towards. He really did have a great body, toned and very fit, I must admit I got more than a little excited. He took another step into the room and slowly pulled his swim trunks down.My God! I was not expecting what popped out of his trunks, and standing at full attention no less! His cock was at least eight inches and although it wasn’t real thick, it was still the biggest I’d ever seen in real life. I couldn't help but gasp involuntarily as I stared at his enormous cock. Before I knew what I was. ” Mamatha Aunty was talking to me as if I was a small k** and I felt embarrassed as I was still staring at her boobs, I turned my attention to her k** who was as beautiful as her.“No Auntie, I took a share auto and he took a long time to reach here.” I replied.To divert my attention from her, I reached out to hold her son, to which she transferred her son to me and while doing that my fingers touched her fingers for a brief moment and a small current passed through my body. And her saree pallu. . Anyways, the night of wifey's 17th birthday, her and her family decided to have dinner together. That same night my friends were having a party so I decided to go and get drunk with them, seeing as wifey's mum, I think, just wanted the family at her bday dinner. I was all good with that. I gave wifey her present and a kiss, said happy bday and went on my way. I turned up at the party at about 5:30pm and some of the boys were already wasted as!! Lol... So I just got right in on that alcohol.