Idhar udhar ki baate na krte hue mai seedhe apni story pr ata hu. Ye baat tb ki hai jb mai 10nth class me padhta tha. Mujhe tb sex k baare me koi jank...ri nahi thi. Meri mama ki ladki(sonam) jo umar me mujhse chhoti aur wo class 8 me padhti thi. Samay k sath uske stano me purna ubhar aa chuka tha aur uske mamme gol gol bilkul tamatar ki tarah ho gye the. Wo dekhne me bhi bahut sundar lagti thi ekdam kachhi kali. Jise dekhkr kisi ko bhi madhoshi chha jaye. Garmiyo ki chhuttiyo me sonam apni bua. “No, you’re ok” replies Matt as he takes the pair of bottoms from Daniel and stumbles off to the bathroom to change. Luckily he was a bit tipsy by now or he would have noticed that they were his best jeans. “You’d better get another drink” says Daniel looking at the empty bottle of wine. He pours himself a Jack Daniels from the decanter and shakes his head laughing at what I had just done. “It was an accident” I say as I head to the kitchen. Once there I see that there are no more bottles of. "Not bad," I said."Not bad, there're fucking great legs," she snapped, "best in my class at any rate except for Jane Tanner of course but then she's miss perfect and has got the most perfect body."I knew of Jane Tanner, hard not to, head girl, teacher's pet and tipped to be the girl most likely to. But as for the perfect body, well if you like them slim, not my type at all."No yours are better than Tanner's," I said, "hers are too skinny where as yours have some shape. Your tits are nicer too,. We have shared with each other tales of the good and the bad discussing things trivial like all friends do, these are some of great pleasures of now being friends. Life is funny sometimes though, we have discussed the ideas of how we might have a chance to meet and if we did, what those times would be like. The miles between us are far enough to make it difficult and yet close enough to make it plausible. By chance I would be driving right through town on trip that puts my destination.