Jab archu ke bhiya bhabhi aae tab mai wahi par tha aur archu bhi wahi par the aur hum don one unka sawagat kiya aura ate hiii bhabhi ne sabse phele ya...hi poocha ki archu kyaa hooo gaya hai tumko to archana boli bhabhi mai gir gae the to thighs mai thoda sa lag gaya hai . to bhabhi boli thik hai aur mummy papa kaha hai. Phir jab mousi mosa jii aae tab unhone baate wagera kii aur mai waha se chala gaua aur dusre din se aapne kaam par lag gaya aur phir 20 din baat maine archu ko call kiya to usne. He was totally unashamed; completely uninhibited which blew my mind! The look of ecstasy on his face, along with nuts that were rising and falling in their sac was an indication that he was enjoying the moment. I couldn’t keep myself from watching. Somehow he knew I couldn’t help myself because his eyes were glued to mine. He wasn’t looking at my body; he was staring into my mind and soul. All those years of trying to hide my desire were laid bare – totally naked in a moment of completely. I was feeling uncharacteristically confident."You ready to go?" asked my mother."Sure mom." I logged off and swapped my slippers for my new sandals.My mother was waiting for me by the back door to the garage. "That outfitlooks much better Jamie, although you might want to tuck in the t-shirt."I worked the shirt inside my shorts. "Better?" Much better," she said.I looked down my front. I saw a trim torso, girls short jean shorts, andtwo tan silky legs that ended in open-toed sandals with nylon. "Joanne's mother put the dress back in the wardrobe and left the room."Why do you want to throw that dress out?" I enquired, "It's a nicedress." If you like it then, you can have it, try it on if you like."This didn't so much shock as surprise me and I spoke before reallythinking."Don't be silly, dresses are for girls," I said, but as I did, I suddenlyfelt like I wanted to try the dress. Why? I was a boy, not a girl, butstill, I wanted to try this dress. The thought was playing on my mind.