I cursed myself for not having masturbated from the past week. But it was for the better as I was trying to quit masturbating. Now my erection was obv...ous and she had noticed it and gave me a stern look. I was embarrassed and tried to move away from her body. She was not quite fair and she wore a red sari with a pale yellow blouse. Even after that I couldn’t stop staring at her and my dick was hard. Now she noticed that yet again. This time with another plain expression; she looked at my hard. She looked down, turned red and pulled the shirt away from her tits and covered the patches with her hand. When our eyes came in contact she managed an embarrassed smile, left all the dishes and ran upstairs.I did not know what to do.“Auntie, I am leaving see you Thursday” I called.“Bye sweetie, Thursday then, say hello to Seema for me and thank you”. Seema is my mom.“Sure, no problem. Thank you for lunch”. I left.I did not sleep that night; it was very hot and humid. Moreover, I could not. Though the worry of her wanting younger guys played so much on my mind that it became a fantasy, which grew and grew till I wanted it to happen. I kept imagining her being fucked by other men and would get off on it whilst we fucked. The images in my mind were like a movie show of her letting strange men use her body.We used to go out dancing once or twice a week to a local hall. She loved to dance. Whenever she had had too much to drink she would get all romantic on the dance floor, resting. . my tattoo."She clutched the garment to her small, bra-less breasts and stood in the middle of my office looking straight at me, almost defiantly. I could see, what obviously the tail of the wyrm was, start at the hollow of her throat, before it passed around her neck and over her right shoulder. To see the rest, I had to get up and walk around her. It continued over her shoulder with the body of the thin dragon, going diagonally over her shoulder blade and on down her spine. Its back legs.