She was a bomb! She leaves in this flat with her husband who is a big exporter of goods. So half of the year he is around the world. They have a 8 yr ...ld son. Studying at boarding school. As smitha aunty also worked in an MNC as an accounts manager. She used to go to work and come late . She shifted to the beside flat quite recently. All we guys used to ogle her a lot. Fantasizing her in my dreams.Coming back to the story.So after I was done giving oral to my ex.I again started smooching her.. His lips are soft, a stark contrast to the slight scratch to the skin surrounding them. I love that contrast, so different from the feeling of my husband’s mouth. I love the contrast between these two men I know so well, love that they know and use this, husband and friend. Patrick is the more forceful, his taste an explosion of sensual familiarity to my senses. I have breathed him in, have felt him at my side since childhood and he is like the well loved blanket you never quite can give up. I. I kept looking for a long time but I could see she was happily speaking with someone, nothing else.But I was so disturbed although the night as if I am missing a chance. But this could even trouble my life, so I only silently starved with lust and moved on as gentle men. In the mean time, many weekends were gone and there were many occasions I met the girl directly with slight smiles only and no other talking and contact.One night as my friend called me I explained that I am in this situation,. I felt like grabbing those juicy boobs and sucking them. I had a tough time controlling .She told me that her husband was in Hong Kong and she wanted to sell the house and had come down only for this purpose. I told her that I would like to see the house in the morning and night to see it at all times of the day to be sure of buying .She looked at me for moment and said sure take my no. And call me before you come. She told the broker to let me come early or late and not to bother to come and.