Mai dopahar me office se chutti leke aunty ke ghar pahonch. Bell bajayi aur aunty ne darwaza khola. Unhe dekh ke mai pagal ho gaya. Unhone light cream...color haji cotton (baniyan ka kapda) ki short sleeves nighty pehani thi, neeche ek slit tha jahan se unke ek per dikh raha tha. Nighty unke pure badan ko chipki hui thi…wo is kadar chipki thi unke badan se ki unke dono boobs ki golayi, unka navel button aur gaand sab clear dikh raha tha usme. Bra panty ki line tak clear thi.Ekdum purane zamane ki. The young housewife came to a sudden stop and just stared at her mother-in-law.Though in her fifties now, Jasmine had worked hard to have the body of a woman half her age. A good diet and lots of exercise had kept her from putting on too much extra weight and nothing yet had dared to start sagging or wrinkling. She had been blessed with a set of large breasts and dressed in just a towel she was showing a lot of cleavage and thigh and that was what her daughter-in-law seemed so interested. That's my pool." No it isn't." She looked at the pool and back at me, now frowning at my apparent joke.I bent close and kissed her cheek. "It is," I said quietly. "I own the house next door and rent it out. It used to be one big house joined with this one, the servant's quarters. It was too much for me alone."Her eyes darted to the pool again then the next door neighbours, their house seemingly stuck to the side of mine. "Really?" Yup. What do you want for breakfast?" I asked, straightening and. "This is all so fucking senseless!"We stood there together, for I don't know how long, trying to restore some sense of sanity.A while later, Tom and Helen went out to do some shopping, and I went into Melody's room. She was curled up asleep under a white sheet on the four-poster cedar bed. Her features were somewhat contorted, and I knew that in spite of the sedative she was not at rest.As I removed my shoes and carefully stretched out beside her, I noted that the walls were painted off-white,.