Unki height kareeb 5’7″ figure 36-29-34 hoga aur body medium he aur dekhne me vo bahoot hi kamseen dikhti he. Uske boobs bhi bilkul medium thode m...te aur nice shape me he. Vo akshar ghar me saari he pehnti he aur thoda khule neck vala blouse.Mene aaj tak kabhi bhi apni bhabhi ko gandi nazar se nahi dekha tha. Hum dono ghar me kai baar masti masti me ek dusre ko lipat jaate the lekin mene kabhi gandi nazar se unko nahi dekha tha.Lekin ek din hua yu ki mere bhai ne raat ko kareeb 8 baje bhabhi ko. "Would you like a drink?" She was nervous!I would never have thought of a woman like her having a drink at this hour. It was only a bit past 11:00. "Isn't a bit early for that?"She paused as though hit with some unseen force. Setting down the glass she said, "You're right it is a bit early in the day to start drinking."Smiling I quietly walked over to where she was standing and while lifting a glass for myself I said, "It will be our little secret." She jumped at the sound of my voice but. The date was set in agoing away party with close friends and it was the start of myvacations in a Friday night so if it got really embarrassing I couldjust drink a lot and pass out.Some days earlier Mellissa drove to my house and gave me the skirt,luckily it wasn't very small, she said it was because I wouldeventually forget about it and sit with my legs wide open, when I sawit I was kind of relived that it was longer than I thought, but I wasalso surprised to see that I kind of liked it. She. It was a warmday for so late in the year. The streets were lined with cheering crowds.As I gained further awareness and sensation, I realized that I wasn'tbehind the wheel of the Lincoln, but I was in the car; who had I landedin? Was I "in" JFK? No, I was on the left side of the car, behind thedriver....sitting immediately behind Greer was Nellie Connally, wife ofthe Governor of Texas, and in the rear left seat was the First Lady. Ilooked down at my lap...and saw a pink skirt.My God.I was in.