My Mom Sarita is a home maker and a fit lady with mice boobs and ass. I never had any sexual thoughts until the incident I am going to narrate here in...the story.As I have told that we shifted to a residential colony. That colony had around 60 row villas and a small house for a security cum handy man. This security cum handy man’s name was Baccha Singh, he was from Bihar and his wife Roopa, were staying. Baccha singh was very handy as he used to help the colony people especially the one staying. As I moved closer to her I ran my finger over her chin and kissed her again.This time she accepted me kissing her and her fingers were running through my hair, as I kissed her properly I dipped my tongue into her mouth and she did the same, soon we were snogging. A few minutes later we pulled apart and she said “We shouldn’t I’m happy in my relationship but there’s something about you”, as I moved in to kiss her again.I stood up and took her by the hand and led her upstairs, as we entered my. The move to the old homestead was made without difficulty. Jim thought back to when he bought the Morton structure. He remembered the salesman when he ordered the building. The man had thought Jim was senile by ordering something like this at his age. It was huge after all. It was one off the biggest prefab steel buildings made by that company. At over 240 feet long and 98 feet wide, it had a bit more than 23,000 sq feet of floor space.Now that it was complete, it was the largest structure on. ‘But Cynthia, you are someone important to him. This means you are important in this family and will possibly be a part of our lives. Despite everything, I want him to be happy and you make him happy. So, I hope, we can find a way to get along.’ Cynthia exhaled, ‘Look, whatever happened between you two is really none of my business. Darius and I well… We’re friends. That’s it. Besides, he never…’ Deidre smiled, ‘It’s more than friendship. If it weren’t, you wouldn’t want to strangle me right.