M aunty ko mnane ki koshish krne lga bt wo bohot mushkil s mani ..Phir m those fin aunty k ghar ni gya to ek din aunty n mujhe call krke bulaayaa to m... gya aunty n mere liye teaa bnai phir hum sofe p bethe the to aunty mere side m akr beth gyi aur idhr udhr ki bat krne lgi ite dina kaha the aye kyuuuu niiii mane bola aunty kch ni bs aise hi studies …Aunty n gf k bare m pucha mane haaaa krdia .Phir aunty n apna hath meri thigh p rkh dia or aunty mujhse bat krne lgi or pucha ki why r u staring at. She did not seem in the least botheredthat I was dressed as a woman and complemented me on my skirt. Sarahgrabbed her hang bag and we left the shop. Her car was near by and itwas a short drive to her house. Along the way she asked me more aboutmyself and I told her more about my childhood and how I used to dress asa girl every opportunity I got. Their home was very expensive andtastefully decorated. She showed to what was going to me my bedroomwhich was tastefully decorated in what was perhaps. She tried to get up and walk, but quickly fell over. She was laughing as she tried to get up, and Greg came over and picked her up, helping her to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, she said in a quiet and embarrassed voice, I dont think I can get my panties off without falling over&hellip,can you help me? Greg chuckled and assured her he would be more than happy to help. Once her panties were down, he helped her sit back on the toilet. As she sat there, she was about eye level with his. I did not want to take a step ahead and do anything as it might give her wrong impression , so suddenly our topic shifted to g/fs and b/f , I told her that I had never been with a gal she told me that she was in a convent school and she made her first b/f at 13 . she asked me whether i kissed anybody ever , I told that I had never been with a gal so there no point that I kissed anybody she was quite and so was , she suddenly held my hand and put her other hand on my cheek and said ”Ankit u.