He told me that he was married & has a 8 yrs old son & his wife & son are living with him.There after the talk he started talking took me by surprise ...& even though I felt that I should get out of there & go, I just couldn’t. He started complementing my dress ( I was wearing a chudidaar ) & slowly moved to my body. He started praising my beauty & I was getting embraced.He asked me that with how many men I have slept with & I was shocked & said sorry, he started telling me that I am a very. Isn’t that right, Bette?’ Bette nodded in vigorous agreement. ‘At least, whores get to chose who they fuck. Wives and girl friends don’t.’ It was a hell of a story. But the biggest surprise was that I couldn’t find it in me to care very much. Search as I might, frankly, I was unable to detect any real feeling for her other than pity. In view of my booze soaked ruminations the night before, especially after the shock of our emotionally burdened meeting wore off, I found myself wondering if the. It was much thinner than I thought. I decided to practice a little and see what I could do to show them off even more. Standing in front of the mirror, I put my hand under my shirt and started to play with my nipples. After a minute or so, I put my shirt back down and took a look. Wow, they really showed through. Not only could I see the outline of the nipples, but the areola surrounding them showed through very clearly. It was almost like wearing nothing at all! I bent over pretending. I came back and gave her water and thanked her for lunch.While leaving, she dropped her house keys and was bending to pick it up. As she was wearing a deep neck kurta, I could see her black bra and big boobs trying to fall out of her bra. And in that moment, I couldn’t control and I had this very awkward moment where I had my dick rock hard. Jyoti saw it too and I quickly tried to cover it.Then she left saying her kid was about to come from the school. After my neighbour aunty left, I had my.