Gavme hamare do ghar the ek hamara tha or meri fameli to surat me thi to vo ghar bilkul khali tha or uske thodi he door hamara dusra ghar tha vaha sab...og rahte the.ham log vaha pohuche or sablogo ko mele or for fresh hone chale gaye ek din yuhi nikal gaya gharme mere bhiya dadaji or dadi the or meri bhabhi or uska beta.hamre gavme gharki sari chij vahase 40km dur ek city se layi jati thi to to saman lene mere bhabhi gaye usne muje bhi ane ko bola to mene kaha bhiya me thak gaya hu aphi jao or. Emerson was doing a difficult job that would benefit her family as well as his. Cathy was right about how strong and tanned he was. Could the new Emerson be for real? Could he be trusted? Maria wondered what differences Emerson's return would cause in her life.Maria admitted to herself that she had to make a real effort to not like Emerson. Her old emotions kept coming near the surface. If anything, it was worse because of Emerson's matured character. He had always been good looking. Now he was. We started chatting over mobile which turned to sexting. While chatting I told I like women on lingerie and saree which are transparent. After 2 days of this chat her husband is going to out of station for a week on official work. Her kids also went to her grand mother’s house because of summer vacation. I use to speak with her husband casually and on the day of leaving he asked me to take care of her which I agreed happily.I don’t know what’s in going on her mind but I made a plan to have sex. I was practically drooling over this little girl. I couldnt believe this was happening. Here I was with my hand up this little girls night shirt rubbing her nipple. She began to coo ever so softly into my ear. The feeling of her breath on my ear made me go wild. But what should my next move be? I chose not to decide but to let her make the next move. And to my excitement she did! She pulled my hand down and away from her breast and began to move it in circles again on her stomach. For a moment.