“Dad?” “Hello, Alan. I came to see you and Brianna while I am in town.” “Bri is cooking. Come on in.” It was usually awkward when their fa...ther was around. He seemed to be more fond of his daughter than his son. And as they entered the dining room, Alan was starting to notice why. Their father couldn't stop staring at Brianna's ass as she pranced around in her tiny panties and t-shirt. “You two have grown up. How is school?” Alan loved the idea of a different topic to think about. “Good. I start. ” The blood rushed in my ears, but I did that. I sat and watched as they kissed and fed each other the tiny, alcohol-dipped brownies with their fingers, licking, teasing, lewd and unashamed. My lips trembled when I watched on as Patrick held up a piece for her to snatch with her lips, only to lift his hand and hold it further back so she had to arch her back and tilt back her head. They were so beautiful together, like perfect lovers, and the flickering light of the candles made the scene so. So natural and friendly. It was easy to see why my husband and every other guy would be attracted to a woman like her.“Your husband is kind of cute, Sally, so it wasn’t as if some creep like Marsh from accounting was hanging all over me. Anyhow, you’re a babe so it’s not like you should be jealous or anything.”What started out as something that had to be done turned out fine. A babe? That was nice to hear. I could see myself being friends with this woman who was almost half my age. We got off. The look of her blouse revealed that her boobs are very cute and big. I thought that she must be wearing 38” size bra.Then I eyed to her eyes. She smiled again and then she took her saree and placed on her shoulder.She told me that she had to move. Without giving me any chance to talk she moved away through the door.I became hopeless and sat on my bed very uneasily.Then one week gone. One day in the evening I was watching a movie on television. Feeling very relaxed and thinking of neha and her.