As usual she was already immaculately dressedso she only needed to change her skirt and blouse. Slipping out of themshe cut a stunning figure in her c...-ordinated black lingerie. Hervoluptuous figure, carefully coiffured hair and expertly applied make-upmade her look like a goddess. At least, Tony would have thought so had hebeen lucky enough to feast his eyes on this magnificent sight. Aunt Sybilslipped in to a black petticoat that matched the rest of her lingeriebefore putting on a silk blouse. . Please,,Aunt: aacha thik hai, liken ek sheirt pe, sirf ek hi dikaha-ungi..Me : thik hai..Then she took off her chunni(duppta), pulled up her suit kurta from left side, then I saw her left boob, in her white bra, and then I asked her what it is(even knowing this what it actually was). and then she stopped there onlyAunt: tujhe ni malum yeh kya hai..??Me : please batao na please..Aunt: yeh bra hai.. Isse sirf aurtien yaa ladkiyaan hi pehanti hai.Me: ummhmm,, please dikhao na aur please, aap to. I loved my daddy for that and he loved me for being a good and obedient daughter.With my daughter away at University and my son, three years her junior, I took him and his close friend on a weeks holiday to the seaside, as a treat for being on my own.One morning at the B&B where we stayed I went into the shared bathroom and caught his friend showering, he did look delicious to this thirty something's old eyes. What I liked was he never made any attempt to cover himself as I looked at him and my. She wore a long black, tight-fitting shiny coat, but it was not long enough to hide her well-defined calves, prominent above her black heels.As she stepped closer to the pole, she undid the belt of her coat, in a teasing, seductive fashion. She meant business. She knew she was being watched. She was the show, there only to perform for the man whose face she had not yet even seen. She shrugged out of her coat and it fell in a heap on the floor behind her.Standing close against the pole, she let.