So after coming back from school, I quickly finished my home work and rushed to Udit's place to give finishing touch to the plans and to finalize the ...list of invitees. Udit is my next door neighbor, my class mate and one of my best friends. He was not at home. When I rang the call bell, to my surprise the door was opened by his "Dubai wali aunty." Aunty was younger sister of Udit's mother. She was studying somewhere at Dubai and used to come to India once or twice during her vacations. Since. .??", "My god, she's beautiful..!!" Remembering that I had'nt even looked at the rest of her, I glanced down to take in the rest of her body. She was wearing a thin cover-up, untied and open, over her bikini and neither did much to hide the tanned and very nice body that dwelt below. I could see the points of her nipples through the thin material of her top and the smooth swell of her belly leading toward her pussy left a burning image of what might lie below that tiny triangle of cloth. My. “Call her and hear it for yourself,” prompted Karen, handing Dennis her cell phone. Dennis dialed the number and he’d barely said one word when he got real quiet for a few minutes, then he mumbled something and hung up the phone. “They really did call them and Peggy said it was okay by her as she has always wanted to try something like this.” Every man there had to call his wife and I guess they all said the same thing. I looked at the other guys, and we all nodded in agreement. “Just. Take your records. I’ve included her telephone number. If you don’t want to do anything further, well, just file or shred everything. It’s your choice. But again, I’d ask that you not reveal our conversation to Dr. Bennefield. He is not referring you to Dr. Theriault, and he would strongly disapprove of my discussing this with you.’ Ms. Greenberg seemed sincerely interested. Without giving her any indication of my intentions, I assured her our conversation would be kept confidential. I then.