I lowered my head, knowing I was past curfew."I'm sorry, daddy ... I was just out with the girls." I told him quietly. His eyes roamed over my body, t...aking in the short, tight outfit I wore to accentuate my budding body."Get over here," He ordered me. I obeyed meekly, walking over to him. He grabbed my body and pulled it close to him. I gasped and before I could stop it, he had forced his hand under my skirt and was feeling my soaking wet panties."Daddy!" I cried out, pulling away from him. He. His face broke out into a large, warm smile and he stood up from the barstool he had been sitting on. I walked toward him, feeling I was walking in slow motion; ever conscious of his eyes on me from my head to my toes and all the curves in between. I had worn a skirt, because I knew he had an affinity for my ass. The skirt was a short, black little number with a form fitting, white cotton top. I wore black thigh-highs, a white lace thong and matching bra. The high-heeled black shoes highlighted. But little did I know that I will get to fulfill the sexual fantasy of my life – fucking a bhabhi!So I was supposed to live with a friend of mine in Indore and I vividly remember the first time I saw Shalini bhabhi. My train arrived in Indore at around 6:30 in the morning and when I reached the building where my friend lived, I saw her standing at the gate with her son, waiting for the school van to come.As soon as I saw her, I was stumped! The bhabhi’s age was around 31 and she was wearing a. Thoughts were flowing in and out, when suddenly I heard a voice which said ” didi khana lag gya hai neeche, aap jaldi ajao ” it was simmi the maid I replied ” haan ! Theek hai “. I got out from the shower put on my t and pajama hurriedly and untied my towel which was wrapped on my hair so that it dries faster wore my floaters and rushed downstairs. This was the home of an army man so there was complete decorum and discipline and I was well aware of that be it on the dining table or in the house.