That was the day we start our normal conversation about collage life bla bla etc while talking I touch her hand slowly and when she look at me I act a... I didit know anything and she also didit tell anything all night I was thinking about herNext day evening also I went to terrace to see her she was there. For start a conversation I ask about her family lifeShe was so sad after hearing that because her hus is always busy in work and they dont have a childI said sorry and hold her hand and tell. I got a kiss on the cheek and she spun around and went back in the house. I went back to shoveling and dad fired up the blower and finished his work as I finished mine.I went to dad leaning on my shovel, "Are you about done dad?" I am here, but we have to run over to a friend's house and get her drive taken care of." OH really? Who's that?" You don't know her, but she is a widow from church and still able to drive. She asked for help from the church and I volunteered. So, help me with this. We can’t help it.”It didn’t take long before we realized Mitzi was very good on the sax and really complemented Clary. When asked, she said she’d learned to play in her high school band. They did a couple of improvisational riffs in a point-counterpoint fashion and it was impressive.“Are you a student here, Mitzi?” I asked.“I will be this fall,” she smiled.“That’s my bother, John, on the drums,” I said. “He’ll be first year this fall too.”“Hi, John,” she smiled at him.John flushed bright red. My dick was now rock hard. In a while her knee touched my dick. I chose to ignore but she continued doing that frequently now. I was precumming already. The sound of her Payal moving had made me go crazy and I already had moved closer to her.Suddenly I felt her hand on my dick and I closed my eyes with Shame. She whispered “idhar dekh”, slowly I opened my eyes and found her very very close to me and then slowly her lips touched mine. I didn’t even know how to kiss at that time but she kept on.