After breakfast we went on a shopping trip, on my money, of course. We stopped in a couple of upscale stores, where Tracy tried on quite a few outfits... I had always admired Tracy's figure. She wasn't really overweight, but she did fill out her clothing well. I, on the other hand, had always been a bit on the flat side. Not to say I didn't have a body I was proud of, but I certainly didn't have Tracy's curves. Tracy finally decided on a couple of nice blouses, and a new pair of shoes.Then it was. Two towels were wrapped around his smooth naked body. One clung tightly to his hips while the other flowed over his shoulders, the difference between the soft white of the towels and his soft copper skin contrasting nicely. His face was buried in his hot chocolate mug, drinking the last few drops of that warm chocolate liquid, a small dab of whipped cream clinging to his nose.?You got something here? I said, tapping on my own nose as I sat on the couch across from him.He smiled and wiped it. I was pretty turned on and I started staring again while he was drying off. He caught me again! When I saw that he didn't make an attempt to cover up I decided to get bolder and test my luck.Me: I could help you break the "dry spell" if you would like?Brian: What is that supposed to mean?Me: You said that you haven't been getting any action recently, so I would be happy to take care of you.Brian: I appreciate the offer but I'm not gay!Me: I never said that you were! We're all alone so no one. She laughed at me and said “do I look like aunty to you, you can call me Reena and by the way what’s your age”.Me: I am 24 auntyReena:”oh stop saying aunty I am less than 30 only so you can call me Reena but you can call my husband uncle because he is above 30″so we ended our conversations and I said Reena I am leaving mom will be searching me for my breakfast and she offered me even breakfast too but I denied and went homeAfter our first meeting she often used to come to our home chit chat.