Aunty was cooking something. I hugged from backside.Aunty: Oh my hubby got up uh?Me: Yes dearAunty: Ok chalo. Get freshen. Have some teaMe: I want mil... from your nipple darlingAunty: Ohh hooo… not nowMe: Its already night. Lets start dearAunty: At 9.30 PM (Blushing)Me: If you are so hurry, wait for 15 minutes, we can finish the dinner. OkI agreed and freshen up and started watching tv.8.00 PMAunty: Jaanu. Food is readyI ran to kitchen and saw the dishes. It was Payasa (Sweet) and Pulao. It was. "So how do you like it so far, high school I mean?"I smiled down at her. She was only about five-two but every inch of her was prime, beautiful, hot - pick a word; she was as pretty as any girl in the big high school. She was a neighbor and a junior. I was a lowly freshman. She was a sub-deb, a member of the highest and snootiest clique. I was nothing but a scrub on the football team in one advanced math class."OK." I said brightly."I need a favor," she said, shifting her backpack to the other. Come sleep, come . . . * * * * * Ten o’clock comes and I find myself still in bed, waking groggily, slowly, painfully. My head throbs and the first thing that pops into mind is that I am late for work. Jumping out of bed makes the world swing and my derrière connect quite loudly with the floor. The noise and the impolite word that lurches from my mouth bring a stampede running to my door. I duck and cover to avoid being trampled. ‘Sis, are you okay?’ ‘What happened, Holly?’ ‘Fuck, Holly, what. The longest sexual relationship I've had has been with my best friend Marks' wife. Now I know what your thinking, I've been fucking my best friends wife behind his back, well you'd be wrong Mark knew I was sleeping with Samantha and didn't care he even joined in.It all started because they wouldn't stop talking about their sex life in front of me, I would beg them to stop but that would never work. One day I decided to get into it like it was turning me on but all that did was make it worse..