But mostly i was just staring at her. My voice low and mellow. Her smile made my heart race. I felt like holding hands, but reminded myself to be calm...Rani’s husband was a traveling officer, a very hot-shot guy. Hardly stayed at home. Her son was in 1st year of Hostel. So basically she was alone most of her time (My mind voice was telling me what luck what luck). She spoke at least 3 times more than me and always cut my sentences. This was good for me, because i was too busy minding my erection. "I had tears in my eyes when I left the room. Again I had to wonder why God took men like him and left people like me. Maybe he wanted another angel by his side.Tom passed away the next day.For the first few months after the funeral, Marci was busy settling the estate so I didn't see much of her. The boys came over every couple of days to see me. Jane told me that she was helping Marci pack up Tom's personal belongings.Tom had a will and had everything pretty much taken care of. Jane told me. Nitu put her one hand on her neck and other one on her thigh. She stood there thrusting her firm boobs a bit up. She had her hair tied to top knot, I made a groovy picture. Next she took out the pins from her hair and let it fall. Nitu had very long and thick hair, it almost covered her buttock. I kept taking her picture like crazy. Next she kept a leg on a stool and stood like a model. Frankly, Nitu can make a good model, I told her that but she laughed at it.Saying I do not want attention. ” She pushed back as I thrust forward. We both reached climax simultaneously. After we both came down from that high, we just held each other under the hot water. “That was amazing, Bret!”“I didn’t hurt you or do anything you didn’t want, did I?"“Hell no, you did everything right.” I kissed her again and again. Laura didn’t hold back either; she went chasing after my tongue with hers. Forty-five minutes later, we got out of the shower and got dried off. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a.