We would spend a lot of time outdoors in the backyard, drinking beer and talking shop. Whenever they came over, they were used to just coming in and... not knocking. We were like a big, happy family at work and we got along great.My wife and I had gotten married in May, 1975. It wasn't a large wedding, but we had our families there. My best friend Willie was my best man, and my wife's best friend her maid of honor. We had fooled around some before marriage, and I knew she knew a little about. Well let me tell you first how I look. I know that I have a nice body. I do lots of dancing and aerobics and my body has matured very well. So I know I'm pretty. After some tries from the guys to date me and my stern denying answer, they never came to the idea to ask me out again, also because I am kind of a nerd. Thick glasses (minus 4), A average, intelligent and not very outgoing to guys. Shy. But that had not always been the case.When I was little, I detested the thought of wearing. Of course I would love some pictures of her beautiful body, but she wouldn't even allow me to even photograph her on holiday in a modest swimsuit.After a bit of soul searching, I at last decided to go ahead with my plans. It was a quiet Friday evening; I had put one drop into her favourite wine bottle. So far she had one glass that I estimated was a quarter dose; I was drinking a beer as usual. We were snuggled up on the sofa watching a late night film on the Telly, her firm tits felt divine in. Ye baat tab ki hai jab me second year me tha collage subhe ki hua karti thi aur duper me 12 baje tak ghar aajata tha dosto se porn aur usse sex ki duniya me bahut interested hone laga aur mera najaria badal gya aunty bhabhio ko dekhne ka. Meremere ghar ke bagal me hi rehti hai ekdum paas wale ghar me hamara building us time bht bada tha height me aur hum dono top floor 6th pr rehte the . Jyotsana aur meri mom ki acchi jamti thi gharpe aake bht gappe maarti thi ek din jab who aur meri mom gappe.