I live in my aunt’s house which is quite big and she stays with her family in Rajkot. The house was empty and when she offered to stay and look afte... the house I agreed.The story began when I met my friend on the first day of my job. It was his first day also. He introduced himself as Arpit. He was a year younger than me. He was tall and slim and I am chubby and have a huge ass. As soon as I shook his hands, I knew I wanted him. So I slowly built my friendship with him. I had completely had his. For a moment, both she and my daughter gazed at my delicately feminine low-rise string panties, a flimsy lace concoction that matched my bra. Chloe reached one long arm around behind her and roughly pulled the gusset of the panties aside, revealing my Venus mound – I keep my pussy area shaven, with a patch of trimmed brown hair above. I was appalled and ashamed to realise that my labia had enlarged and parted, and that warm moist juice was leaking from my vagina. Surely ... surely, I could not. She had chosen to wear her favourite short blondewig and I could see the emerald earrings I had bought her for herChristmas present dangling from her lobes. Her mood had clearly improvedas she had got ready for she gave me a beaming smile and asked; "Do youlike the earrings now I am wearing them?" I hastened to assure her thatthey looked great. She then insisted on drawing my attention to thematching necklace she had purchased to go with them."Are you ready?" she enquired, grabbing her handbag.. "Tell him what you know about him," Kari told Laura."I know that he's the Jake of Jake's Girls," she explained. Oh well, I guess it was unrealistic to think that the meaning of the JG wouldn't get out. "Half the girls in school want you because they think you are sexy, and the other half wants you so that they can become a JG." Me, sexy?" I asked doubtfully, and Kari burst out into laughter again, and this time it was much longer before she could get control."Why would half the girls want to be.