A long, slow kiss.We started out with just our lips touching, holding hands, bags abandoned on the floor beside us. I parted my lips and she parted he...s in response. We let go of our hands and embraced, pulling each other close.My tongue snaked its way into her mouth and found hers, wrestling with it. My hands were on her hips, then in her hair, then back on her hips, moving slowly, tracing the curve of her body.The whole thing must have lasted less than a minute, but it felt like forever. I. Coming to story,this incident happened to me last year,in my flat there was a married aunty about 33yrs old called priya who is my heroine,she doesnt have children her husband is working in Dubai she looks really pretty anyone will attract to her beauty. Her body is perfectly shaped.She is friend of my mother she will be always in my house talking with my mother,im so reserved type so i will be in my room i doesn’t speak to her much, days passed and it was my summer holidays i doesnt go out. She suddenly stood up while I thinking these things and went towards the elevators. Her husband was still eating his lunch. That was an occasion for me.I left dining room and began to follow. She began to wait in front of the elevators.I began to wait right her behind. There was an old couple with us and they were waiting for elevators too. I was watching her sexy feet from behind. She had noticed me but she was not looking at me. She thought I was waiting for an elevator to serve the upper. The leather felt great; just the right temperature, just the right texture. Despite his constant lectures about the ins and outs of cars, she was glad that she was dating Greg, if it meant that she got contact with this leather more often.Clearly, he hadn't noticed her complete lack of attention. Ah, Greg. She watched him as he talked about whatever upgrades he had made to the engine lately. She had been considering breaking up with him lately, and had put tonight down as the night where she.