After 5 minutes of standing i guess by then she had her orgasm..Then i realized that Aunty needs some pleasure…from my end.but i never dare to do it...Then after that i used to go regularly to see her every part whenever she bends, or standing in kitchen or touching me.She was so hot and my mind towards her changed completely after that incident..After that i luckily happen to get one beautiful chance..which i utilized to the mark..As usual husband going out of town for 1 week and Aunty asking. On top of that few of their competitors were breathing down her neck with an almost equivalent deal, even better at some cases, as informed by her sources. She was also on constant pressure from her management who had loads of expectations from her and was looking on to her to come out on top again.Three weeks have passed since she had promised her management of clinching the deal under a week’s time and the pressure of failure started to be evident in her. The weeks had not been eventful. The warmth against her was real, but not liquid; it was plumply rounded and softly resilient, shaped and modelled into hillocks and valleys. She smelled perfume and felt the feathery brush of silken hair against her nude shoulder. Gentle hands began to stroke her flesh, roaming over her belly to linger upon her breasts. Light fingers teased her nipples into aware erection. Hot breath stirred against the back of her neck.The voice was satiny, whispering. "I just couldn't wait not after hearing. I don't even remember this woman's name, but I remember finding her mildly attractive. We seemed to have a nice time so when I dropped her off after our date, I leaned over to kiss her. I had hoped it would be well-received and that she might invite me in, but, alas, she turned her head and let me plant one on her cheek! She said something like she was sorry, but it was too soon for kissing. I was, of course, a gentleman and told her I understood. We parted amicably, but privately, I could not.