Even though we didn’t talk, we exchanged looks a lot of times.We will be in our respective rooms usually if nothing is there to talk but this time, ...henever either she or I heard each other’s voices in the hall, balcony, or kitchen, we used to come out purposefully to look at each other. Whenever we talked about kid or household things also, we used to look deep into our eyes. So, from that time, I started to flirt with my wife’s mother whenever my wife wasn’t around. Below were some instances. She served me half a glass of cold chardonnay to have with the meal, but told me I couldn’t have any more until I’d finished my presentation.That was another surprise. Aside from glancing up to see Lissa’s graceful form beneath the robe moving about the kitchen, I felt less distracted from getting my work done than anywhere at school. I knew most of the material, though I had to look up which grades of cotton duck were no longer in use before I figured out why there were only nine instead of. While my mother was undressing, Sharon, my aunt, got rid of her sarong, leaving only a red bra and matching panties on. With both of them down to their basics, my eyes kept darting from blonde, full-figured, big-breasted, tall and curvy Aunt to sharp-featured, graceful, brunette mother.While I was busy admiring Sharon, Mom caught me looking at Sharon’s big breasts and I immediately got busy taking off my T-shirt and blue jeans and within seconds I was in shorts and enjoying the cool breeze. ..”“Mmm, an experience not to be missed,” Rachel purred, stretching like a cat and turning to beam a dazzling smile at them both. “That was just what the doctor ordered.”Dana shook her head in awe as she stared at her girlfriend. “Damn ... he really rang your bell! You look gorgeous when you’re blissed-out like this.”The brunette let out a happy sigh, tilting her head up to look adoringly at John. “It’s still ringing ... you were absolutely magnificent.”“So were you, sexy girl,” he said.