Meri behan naha rahi thi.to mujhe usko nanga dekhne ki iccha hui.to maine use bathroom ka darwarja kafi parana tha aur pani padne ke karan gal gaya th...a aur usek niche se vah toot raha tha. Us ched me se maine dekha to bahan apne kapde khol rahi thi. Usne white colour ka salwar aur white hi kurti pahan rakha tha.usne sabse pahle apne salwar kurte utar. Usne us din white colour ki panti pahan rakhi thi aur upar usne white colour ki net wali bra pahan rakhi thi jisme se uske mote mote boobs bahar. Even I liked going there as I could watch those beautiful boobs and ass as she roams around the house. Her son was studying in 6th standard at that time. During one of these weekend visits aunty asked me to help her son with his math subject as I was doing engineering and I’m pretty good with math. I readily agreed as I could spend more time watching those heavenly assets.Gradually I and Kavya aunty became very good frnds. Sometimes she even sees me looking at her beautiful breasts and would. ..get out of my bedroom John....sleepin the spare room" I try to plead 'but Wendy" " just go John, go, now,please". I slowly rise to my feet, I can't face her, I can't talk toher, head lowered, eyes downcast, tears tumbling, I leave our bedroom,her bedroom, and wonder, oh god, what have I just done.Strange dreams haunt my fractured sleep. We are at a party or functionof some sort. I see Karen and Alan, chatting casually, happily, as theyboth sip champagne. Karen looks fabulous in a very short. He’s worried, I hear it in his voice. ‘It’s right here, it’s gotta be right here.’ He’s physically shaking from worry. There is real desperation in his voice. He searches one pocket, than another, than another, getting more frantic as he runs out of pockets. He starts checking pockets he had just checked, and the first security guard was shaking his head no, but does nothing more. Jerry’s getting more frantic as he checks every pocket again. He’s not finding what he wants. The first guard.