Before her marriage we used to always be friends and tease each other. After her marriage I felt alone. One day dad told me to meet my sister during t...e vacations. I went to meet her. Wow! She was looking hot and sexy like Bipasha basu. But my sister was more fairer. She had love in her eyes as she told me that I have grown tall as her. She is 5’6. Her husband was not there in the evening. We had the evening to ourselves. .After a tasty dinner prepared by her,It was time to retire to bed. I was. My few little victories meant nothing, of course. No matter what insults I could think of, or steal from All in the Family or a Marx Brothers movie, I never got the better of her. In the first place, she was dense. Words bounced off her. And in the second place, I was in love with her. She was slimmer than Mindy, with tits just big enough to fit under my hand and a beautiful, compact ass. Like the knight in Camelot (told you I was a faggot), I loved the sight of her in summer in a clingy tube. " I'll think about it often, but will never speak of it to anyone, including you." You're a good friend, Nick." So are you. You could have turned me in a long time ago." We're a team. I tell you what to do, and you do it." Isn't that the way friends should work together? Do you want to work on this pottery or should we go to my place, and check to see if you've grown any stubble?" I took care of it after Mom left." You'll have to show me how you do that sometime."I didn't receive a response. As she lives with her in-laws she said a shopping mall would be better for us to talk as she knows many people. We fixed the place and time which she is ok with and kept a half day leave in office and went to home got ready and went to the mall and waiting for her, as we didn’t shared pics but we given a code colour for the dress and her code is pink saree and mine is yellow tshirt and jeans, I was waiting for her reading the magazine, suddenly a beautiful woman came near me and asked me can I.