I entered the room, so much like my own. The door swung closed behind me. On one of the beds was an open suitcase. A lacy powder blue bra hung halfway...out of it. Kriti noticed me noticing her undergarment, and quickly went to the bed, tucked everything inside and closed it. "Sorry," she said, looking embarrassed. "That's alright," I said. "I mean, it's not like it's the first time I've seen a bra." "Not my bra, though." She was actually blushing. It was very cute. "No, I guess I haven't," I. Elder to that was the reason I could never express my feelings to her . Two yr. Later I somehow got to know that she was having an affair with a friend of mine actually he was not my friend but I had very normal hi-hello with him as he was an african guy. He came to know that I had good relationship with her. He asked me to make arrangements for them to meet as we had a common wall that was just 3 ft. I made the arrangements, as radhika was also ready for it. By the time radhika was very close. She and my dad had a good sexual life.I mostly used to go for tours with my friends.One day when I was back from tour to home, the time was around 12:30 in night as there was only brother and mom at home and were very Happy to See Me after a long time. I went to my room, got refreshed and sat with mom and brother as they were watching TV in hall. We had a good talk after a long time and we went to sleep after 1 hr.Next day morning I woke up at 11 am. Till that time brother had went to college. Her skin had a nice, olive complexion. A tight, white t-shirt with a rainbow across her breasts, emphasized her nice pair of tits. A short jean skirt over white leggings clung to her perky ass. “Aren't you a pretty thing,” I growled, looming over her. She shrank back, bumping into the door. It swung inward so she was trapped between me and the door. “Mrs. Korrapti,” the girl said. “Oh, it's alright, Jerri,” the receptionist said. “Mark's scouting for pussy.” “And aren't you some pretty pussy.”.