”“It’s called ‘getting into the music’ mom. Nothing more.”“OK, can I get a song with my beautiful boy?”“Would you like it to be just...as licentious as what I just sang with Nevina, mother?”“I wouldn’t mind, if you don’t,” she said.“Do you know the song ‘Lost that Loving Feeling,’ oh gorgeous one?”“Just try to keep up with me,” she said.“Here we go”... MICHAELYou never close your eyesanymore when I kiss your lipsAnd there’s no tendernesslike before in your fingertipsYou’re trying hard not to show. If I had to really draw resemblances, then Aunty looked like a typical rich lady who had only recently stopped paying attention to her figure and uncle looked like funnyman Kunal Vijaykar. He was chubby and very funny. Aunty still wore half-sleeve blouse and carried herself very well.They took a liking for me from our first meeting itself. I still had my baby fat around my cheeks and tummy. Ok, ok, I am a bit fat and it’s not all baby fat, big deal. I must look cute otherwise why would everyone. Looking past him at me she gave me a wry smile. You don’t mind, do you?” she queried. When I shook my head, she reached to open a bedside drawer, taking out a tube of lubricant and handing it to me. Climbing onto the bed, I knelt behind her husband’s raised hips. Removing the cap from the lubricant I spread a generous amount over my shaft and knob, and then squirted a blob onto two fingers of my right hand and eyed up my target. Between the muscular globes of the buttocks before me it winked,. She was aged 31, career-oriented and single. We easily breezed through the conversations and I felt she was giving me positive feedback. As it was around six, I asked her, what she was doing that night.“Netflix and soulful food ordering at my place”, she replied.Taking that as a hint I prodded her, “There is this new series “Wild, Wild Country” which I wanna watch so badly. Any chance you are game for a cozy night at your place, with lots of binge eating, watching the series marathon and little.