Necked and Sarah was fast asleep. ”She,s fast asleep.” I told my aunt. She poured out another glass of wine and announced she was just going to pu... on her pyjamas. Fifteen minutes later she came back in just a baby doll nightie with brief black lace panties and no bra so I could see her small yet firm titties under the sheer material. “Strange pyjamas!” I commented as she sat next to me and raised the glass to her lips. “ Too hot for them. Are you complaining then? You have seen auntie s tits.. I had a very strong hunch that underneath her sari and her petticoat she had nothing else on. I would see, if I lifted her sari up. My unsteady hand moved down. I slowly put two fingers between her thighs and under her petticoat and sari. I did it extra carefully, so as not to Touch her skin. I took a deep breath and looked at her. Her snoring had never stopped. Now I tugged at her petticoat and sari. What a disappointment! Her sari was stuck under her thighs. It could not be moved up even an. Those guys always seemed happy knowing our time together would always end with their dick getting sucked and me eager to swallow their cum.Bryan would adjust my eating and exercise workouts to what he felt was best. This helped to keep me in great shape and also assisted me in my running regime. I was only allowed a bra at work, never outside of work. Being braless was not a big issue because of my small breast. I have rarely worn one and the ones I did hardly helped covering my large nipples.. Me- Tomake dekhe maid mone hoi na.( You don’t look like a maid at all)She( With sadness on face)-Ki ar korbo? Sob vagyo.( Everything is my fate. What can I do?)Me- dekhe mone hocche kichu bypar ache.( Looking like you are hiding something)She- Na na temon kichu na. Bad din.(No No nothing like that. Leave it.)Me- Amake bondhu vebe bolte paro.(If you want you may tell me thinking me as a friend))She thought for some time and finally started her story. How she married and how her husband left her.