Kamini aunt made us a sumptuous breakfast of Appam and chicken curry. After breakfast uncle caught a cab and went on his way. I was left all alone in ...he house with Kamini aunt. We had a sparkling conversation. She asked me how I did my exams? And I said I did it very well and I was expecting a distinction. She was in joy and gave me a pat on my back. When she patted my back, her whole body brushed against mine and I became very excited. But I was also scared at that time because I didn’t know. I shouted out for Grandma but no response came. Walking to the other side of the house, I walked into her room and found Grandma in bed sleeping; the bed sheets only covered half her body as she slept on her side facing the door. To tell you the truth, I had thought about my Grandma many times during masturbation. My grandmother did have love handles and some fat where she didn’t want, but her breasts made up for any physical imperfection. She had by far the largest breasts in the family,. Anyway there I was pushing my finger between her crotch to see is she had one. A quinny I mean, that is just what wanted. A nice soft warm and moist quinny to settle my ardor. I thought she was sl**ping but then, ‘What are you doing ‘? she had such a nice sweet voice and seeing her deep blue eyes looking down at me and those stunning blonde curls made me feel very lusty indeed. ‘Just looking’ I said quietly. ‘Looking for what exactly?’ she said looking puzzled. ‘Well you are a girl aren’t you?’. Keeping the security chain on, she opens it. He stands there with a small, wicked smile on his face. In his hand is a long holdall. He is dressed in black, his eyes shaded from the sun by tinted glasses She gasps, involuntarily. What does he want? “Hello. Aren’t you going to invite me in?” “Sorry, yes, yes of course. Come in.” Hands fumble with the chain, her thoughts disorganised. The chain comes off of the door, and he steps inside. The sunlight streams in, highlighting her darkened and erect.