She held my hands and said “ I really enjoyed today outing. Uncle normally does find time to go for outing”. She smiled. It just aroused my inner ...eelings as I always thought her as my angel. I said “ sister, I will take dinner and go to home”. She started preparing dinner and finished our dinner around 9 o’clock. Sister said”you can sleep in another room, why you want to go at this hour”. I also agreed. She left for bed early. I changed to casuals and was watching TV.Then I also went to bed. I. Lisha wore tight jeans and a tight pink t-shirt. Her tight jeans revealed the true shape of her bulky huge ass.The t-shirt showed true shape of big hanging boobs. She looked like a dirty whore in that outfit.After the meal section all of them were in a sleepy mode in including my Lady Lisha, but how can I sleep when my cock is erect. I want to bang her in the bus but I controlled myself to give my best. Before reaching Kodaikanal, I took out my mixed drink and had taken a sip, I was damn sure. "I laughed too then and it was okay again, Stacy had been messing with me a little, I think. She knew what her mom was, but the woman was her mom too, so ... I dunno. We were all fucked up anyway. But it was funny, sorta."So what's your dad do?" I wondered."Beats me!" Stacy grinned. "Never met him." Her dad was a customer," Monica told me and I guess I looked like I felt then, sort of like an asshole for bringing it up."Don't worry about it," Stacy reached forward and gave my shoulder a. She would have defended herself. When she finally went home, she decided she should talk to her son, face the music, tell him how wrong it was what they had done, and that it would never happen again. At the dinner table, a single plate was set and the dinner was neatly covered. On the plate was a note. ‘I’m sorry I couldn’t wait up.’ Nothing else was written on it. She first took a shower, and then ate the cold meal. It tasted bland, not because of the poor cooking, but because of her state.