I decided to make the first step. Her husband used to leave the house by 10 am every morning, appx the same time I leave, but his returning time was n...ver fixed. That’s when I thought I can win her. One day when I got back from work I saw pooja standing near the balcony looking really depressed. I immediately looked at her & waved. She reciprocated & invited me to her house for coffee. The door was open as if she was expecting some1. When I entered I saw that she was wearing a very tight salwar. So she spent the day getting ready had her hair done picking just the right outfit a sleek dress but she couldn't wear any underwear under it because it was skin tight and would show under it. Dad picked her up and they left about 11:30 they came home mom was tipsy and dad helped her into the house. As they sat on the couch mom kept going on and on about how she really had a good time and wanted to do it again. Dad just smiled and I excused myself and went to bed mom went to change and dad. She bent down so that the tip of his penis was just inches from her mouth; he could feel her breath. She couldn’t wait to feel the warmth of his curly ginger pubic hair against her face, involuntarily beginning to salivate. “So this is what you meant, huh? Well, now that you mention it, I’m hungry.” Bravado aside, Harlan could feel his heart beating faster. He hadn’t gotten a clear view of her pussy before, and what he saw was like a work of art. She was perfectly shaven, not even a hint of. I was wearing my black lacy bra and trying to hook it but could not properly as hook got stroke. I was only in petticoat and his eyes glued to my boobs.I could see initial urges of a teen boy in his eyes he quickly left the room soon after I found he is paying lot of attention to my boobs he even looking in to my cleavage while I am serving food to him. I never study his intensions in his eyes but one after one day after lunch I’m taking a nap. While I woke up I saw him masturbating before me..