It was my husband. “God-damn Trace, you look sooooo damn hot!” he spoke heavily into the phone (or something to this effect, I don’t remember e...xactly – as will be the case with all conversations I’ll quote here). I thrust my already huge tits even further forward and looked around. I saw him sitting in his car a few spots back off in front of me. I smiled at him, and took another long pull off my cigarette. Suddenly, I felt my body and mind kind of tingling. This must be the nicotine. Aunty n notice kr lia or wo gussa nai huiiii to aunty khne lgi .Aunty- kya dekhre ho ravi ?Me- nothing aunty kch niii… Aunty- btao ravi hum frnds hi to hMeri to halt khrab ho gyi thioiiiiiMe – aunty m apke boobs dekhra tha…Aunty- wo thoda gussa hui or bolne lgi m tumhari mummy ko btauuuu.Me- sry aunty agree s aisa kbhi ni hua .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. Wo us din red color ki sari me thi,aur badi hi sexy lag rahi thi,blouse me se uski cleavage dikh rahi thi,jo mujhe madhosh kar rahi thi,maine uske hoto par kiss karna suru kiya,wo b apni jibh mere muh me dalne lagi,mera lund khada hone laga,usne lund par hath rakh diya,maine uski sari utar di,aur blouse par se hi boobs dabane laga,wo garam ho rahi thi,abb mei uski body dekhna chahta tha to maine uska peticoat aur blouse khol diye,wo red color ki bra aur penty pahne thi,main red color dekhkar. Over a period of time I had many girlfriends in college and used to bring them to my flat and he used to help me in any way he could to make our experiences better. All in all, he was a good friend. One day my parents called me to inform that my sister will come to visit me since she wanted to take admission in one of the colleges affiliated to Delhi University for her graduation.I was delighted to hear this but was also concerned since my sister is a hottie and I did not want any of my friends.