Married and in her mid-forties, she still looked very good for her age. She was a bottle blonde, straight shoulder length hair, 5-3, size 8, with som... shapely 36c breasts. She still had that country girl next door look and beautiful hazel eyes. We had worked together on this project for many months and gotten to know each other pretty well. I had thought about hitting on her many of times, but she gave no real indication that she would even consider cheating on her husband. It was a. I tried to sleep a bit closer to her. Pretending to be asleep, I rolled myself towards her. I slowly moved my feet and put my right foot above her legs. I was shaking and it was for the first time that I realized my penis is getting hard like a rock. I did not move myself and put my legs just like that for another half hour or so. I was tense, I was scared, I was questioning myself at times or you stupid? She is my sister? But again something else was getting better of me. It was my. I helped out so much that they let me stay in my apartment rent free. I tried dating a couple of times at Mary’s insistence but I didn’t have very good social skills and it was difficult for me to carry on a conversation with someone I didn’t know. If I had any spare time I usually went to the movies alone or I went out to dinner with David and Mary.I ate supper at their house three or four times a week and was always invited to their holiday celebrations. We were a perfect fit for each other.. They were in their mid 30s. The guy worked in a Bank while the wife was a house wife. I hadn’t met them before I moved in the house as I got the house through the broker. I was really excited about moving out of the hostel and live in the city.Raj and Namrata greeted me when I moved there. I was surprised to see Namrata as had pictured her as a saree clad typical Indian wife , however she was far from being a typical Indian housewife. She was wearing shorts and a tight fitting t-shirt which.