Initially, I didn’t have any feelings about her but one day, I was going up on the terrace when I saw my bhabhi all sweaty. She was washing the basi... and she just looked up momentarily towards me while straightening her back.Her black bra strap was visible. It had come out of the protection of her blouse and on her bare shoulders, in its full glory twisted a couple of times. She might have had a rough night with bhaiya, I thought. Our eyes met for a second and my bhabhi adjusted the strap,. That was the beginning of our sexy adventures. It was a Thursday morning, house was empty and I was on my tablet drinking coffee. I get a text from Vince about nine, asking if I wanted a nooner. Hell yeah I replied. From there while at work he continued texting me on and off. About 10:30 he sent to me a text, telling me to clean up nice, shave real smooth, that he wanted me in perfect condition to get naughty for our nooner. So as the time moved on, I sent snap shots of my progress. First my. It was late and we went home. When I reached the house it was locked. I opened it with a duplicate key and went in side. My husband had left a letter on the centre table saying that he had to go to Delhi on an urgent tour which was decided only in the late evening, and he would be back after a week. I showed it to Bajaj and asked to come for dinner after an hour. He went to his house. I prepared some rotis and dal with vegetables. I also prepared kheer with saffron, which I had heard from Neelu. The touches and sensual feelings had almost been too much for her, but she just had not been able to open her eyes. Not just yet! She had begun to rub her own breasts as what seemed like two fingers pushed deep into her pussy and the tongue rhythmically caressed her clit till she cried out. She had tried breathing shallower to calm herself and hold onto the feelings of pleasure. Jackie had turned half to her stomach and her hips had began to move as if she was having real sex. She had felt a.