We'll talk a bit more when you get back."We talked, before we went to bed, separately. It seemed a good idea to both of us. I was as frightened as I h...d ever been all the next day, but even though he was distant and hesitant to touch, we did the things we had planned. By early afternoon he had thawed a bit, and once held my hand as we walked around the neighborhood. After a few minutes I felt him stiffen a bit, but he didn't pull away."Does Aunt Rita or anyone else in the family know?" He asked. She too did the same.I pushed her on the bed and started tickling her on the thighs. She started laughing and started calling me cheater. I said, “Everything is fair in game. If you want you can tickle me too.”She said, “Okay” and started tickling me on my thighs. By then, my dick was rock hard and I knew that she will touch it for sure and she did so. I asked her, “Do you remember that game that we were playing that night on the bed?”She said, “Yes, bhaiya.”I asked her, “Let’s play it. Then George and the girl, whose name I have completely forgotten, scurried off to the loft, all but panting to be at each other.The woman, whose name was Portia, smiled at me as she washed her plates and trenchers. "Nice to be young, ain'it?" she said, pushing her hair from her face with the back of her hand. We could hear the panting from above. The front of her dress gaped invitingly and our hips rubbed together now and again.I agreed and dried what she handed me, feeling myself rapidly. She says she knows that John cheats on his wife and he is generally a jerk. I asked her to go to the party with me because I was up for a promotion and I didn't want to chance offending John, so Anne agreed to go to support me.John and his wife Susan live about ten blocks from us in a very nice, very expensiveneighborhood. During the ride to John's house Anne didn't say much but when we got to the party she put on her best party face and joined right in. As the party started out all ofthe women.