I also joined him sometimes there. The mention of the gym on third floor may appear irrelevant at this stage of the story but soon its importance will...be revealed.My maternal aunt Kavita, whom I called mami, was of my mother’s age and she too was beautiful like my mother. From very beginning she started talking to me openly and I managed to offer her my help whenever required. One day I helped her put clean linen on her bed and that afforded me a good opportunity to peek down her blouse as she. ”“Yes, I am.” She looked up to me. “She does have nice tits though.”“They’re pleasant enough,” I said, refusing to take the bait like the wily old veteran I hoped to someday become.“More than, Mr. Gamera.” She sighed. “Damn, that’s a long aisle.”“All the better to show off.”“God, she’s hot in that dress.”“Steady, girl.”“But I want her so bad.”“You’ll get her.” I reached for her hand and squeezed it. “But not until the proper time.”I scanned the near empty church; my parents sat on the groom’s. He couldn't believe what was happening it was like a dream. Here is this hot woman laying next to him wearing basically just pantyhose, letting him play with her pantyhose pussy awhile she is playing with her perfect tits. There was only one problem he thought. He was worried someone would notice what was going on and tell the flight attendant so he checked to make sure there was a blanket around just in case he had to cover her up quickly. He also noticed when one of the flight attendants was. .I haven't cum like that in a very long time...thank you so much," she moaned, while still coming down from her sexual high. "Well you can expect to have that happen a lot more often now," he replied."So does this mean you'll be accepting my offer?"He smiled, "Of course I am."***ONE MONTH LATER***It was late in the afternoon when Tom came home after spending the day with his friends. He was greeted with the loving sight of his mother in the kitchen, preparing dinner while wearing a thin sun.