Even more curiously, she was naked. She looked at me, and smiled faintly, as though she knew me.I quickly looked around to see if I was being set up f...or a crime. There was still no one all the way to the horizon. There was only the woman and me. She aroused in me both desire and fear of the inexplicable. Part of me wanted to keep walking. Then I considered that if she was dangerous, it would be dangerous of me to turn my back to her."Excuse me," I began awkwardly. "My name is Ted. May I talk to. The room went into awkward silence again.He is turned on to the peaks, he is unable to cover it in his shorts and called my aunt “Bring us some snacks before getting tea”. I know he called my aunt purposefully. As expected my aunt brought some snacks and placed on the table before us. While placing the snacks she bend to reach the table as her sari is loosely held her saree end dropped and we are getting a view of her ample cleavage. I am in mood to care about my uncle.She adjusted her sari. A soft moan. Higher came the dress, exposing your stomach. You spread your legs as you leaned back against me and I began to massage your stomach as I worked lower and lower. The sheer panties offered a very nice view of your trimmed bush and pussy. I was wondering if, actually hoping that someone was watching."Raise your dress higher" I whispered. "I want to see your breasts in the reflection." You brought your hands up and began raising your dress. "Are you excited to have me expose myself to. The growing warmth down below suddenly spreadsdown my thighs. I'm peeing. Oh my gosh, I'm peeing myself! I wince indismay. I can't stop it. With nothing else to do I squat down, pullingmy panties across to allow for the stream. It seems to go on forever.With the relief my initial excitement subsides, to be replaced by thehorror I should have felt in the first place. I've wet my panties. Ilook around in horror. Can I get home like this? No! What if mybrothers saw me? What if ANYONE.