Pasta with chicken in a tomato sauce, and we sit down to eat with a glass of wine. After dinner Anouska volunteers to do the dishes while I have a sho...er. As I am washing my hair the door to the shower opens and I feel two hands on my backside, they caress their way onto my hips as the door closes. I am pulled gently backwards until I feel her nipples rasping on my back. She runs her hands up my sides until they are in my hair. She takes a handful of lather and starts to massage it into my. I wanted to remind her how wrong it was but all I got out was "Lilly-". Her lips pressed hard to mine, and it was all I could do not to take her. She was so small compared to me, and two years younger. A whole head shorter than me, she was on her toes. Our tongues explored each others mouths. She ran her hands down the front of my night shirt slowly, then rested them on the elastic of my boxer shorts. I could feel her fingers trembling on my lower abdomen giving my hard-on a little tease.. .Un logo ne plan banaya ki hm use swimming ke bahane chodenge.. Dusre din wo dono mummy ke pas gaye..Bola nelu ji aapko swimming sikhna h toh mom ne bola ha jarur pr aap log mujhe nelu ji ni sirf nelu kahoge..Wo log muskura uthe aur man man soche lagta h iska bhi man lund lene ka h..Main ye sb bat samajh gya aur dusre din army camp wale swimming pool me chala gya dekha waha koi ni tha sirf mom manoj aur madan the unhone mummy ko bola neelu apni sari utar do sikhna h toh unhone apni sari utar di. I was observing this casually. She completed the washing, hung it on the rope, drew water from the well, filled up a bucket and looked around to see if anyone was watching, there was no one except me she could not see, and she removed her blouse and sari. Keeping the petticoat around her, she removed the sari and blouse and put it in another bucket of soap water.She tied the petticoat firmly around her chest though it was coming only to knee length and squatted on the ground to start bathing..