Nothing was said. It was just a instinctive knowing, deep in my gut. She walked away and I watched the feminine switch of her hips as she walked. The ...ater bottle gurgled, noisily, and then stopped. Monique came back toward me with another glass of water. I took the glass from her hand and sipped from the glass.“Sit forward,” she instructed, “I will fluff the pillows.”I moved forwards and she reached behind me. As she lifted the pillow, I felt her breast brush my shoulder. I suddenly wondered. Mai: kya? Aunty: mai sonai rahi thimai tumhariharkatdekhraithi Mai dar gaya tha. Maine aunty ko bola maine kuchh nai kiya. Auntyboli mujhe kya bewkoof samjhtahai agar tujhemeri ganditni hipasandhai to mujhe bata deta. Mai tere samne kabhi kapda pahnti nai. Mai dar raha tha lekin aunty ki ye baatsunkar mujhe thodahauslaaayaaur maine aunty ko bola aisi koi baatnai hai. Auntybolimujhebhibahotdin ho gaya hai land khaye hua. Mai khoosh ho gaya maine aunty ko bina kuchh bole hi unke boobs ko. Me – “Didn’t you miss me?” She looked back at me with a naughty smile & our eyes in direct contact & said in a very sexy tone, “Yes, I did” Me – “Did you miss me or did you miss sex with me?” She said while continuing to talk in that sexy tone, “It would be a lie if I said I missed you more than I missed having sex with you.” I placed my left palm on her right cheek and while sensitively massaging her neck with my palm & fingers, I felt her lips with my thumb which she kissed. I took her hair. Anyway, she had an early start the following day in Leeds recording some more editions of Countdown.Not feeling particularly tired, she decided to take a glass of red wine upstairs and watch TV in bed for a while. Flicking on the bedroom lights, Carol caught sight of her reflection in the full length mirrored wardrobes. "Good choice" she thought, gazing at what she was wearing. A dark blue silk blouse, tight black pencil skirt with a wide patent leather belt that was purposely pulled in just a.