“Oh, so just your friends? You never did?” the sexual tension was crushing but not enough to keep down the bulge starting to show in the teen’s ...ap. She moved to her side on the recliner and began to softly move her hand around his chest. His eyes followed her movements, his cock growing harder still as her large tits pressed against him.“Well you were married to my Dad.” He almost stuttered.“Not any more I’m not.” And with that she slid her hand down to his crotch feeling on his hard,. I was like dead, dead in shame, blushing heavily. I didn’t even remember that he was pinching my nipples with his fingers and thumbs.As soon as I realized, I pulled myself backward and his grip on my nipples slipped. I crossed my arms on my chest and turned my face somewhere else to avoid eye contact. But he was like he had hit a jackpot. He started to elaborate on my nipples and boobs, shape, size and what had he imagined.I told him to keep quiet harshly, several times. But he started again in. That night when I got home I was greeted by a wine bottle being thrown at me that missed and smashed into the wall followed by:"You bastard! How could you do that to me? Do you have any idea how much you embarrassed me?" Probably not nearly as much as I was when the people I work with came to me and told me you were spying on me."Things were a bit cold around the house for several days after that. The question could be asked:"Why do you put up with that shit?"It all goes back to what my dad had. After reading for all these days I wanted to share one of my experiences with you all. I added few things here and there to make it spicy coming to my background, I am a 25 year old guy working in Hyderabad in an MNC. This happened when I was in 18. I am from a small village in Andhra and I have a cousin sister Harika who is 1 year elder to me.Her family lives next to us. We both used to play together from our childhood. We both studied in the same school up to 10th standard. She stopped her.