I nestled in my handbag and found a business card. "Take this, there is also my mobile number on it. I MUST see you again. Could you make it on Friday... Let's say at eight? Come to my place, I will cook us something tasty." - " I ... uh ... Friday? I don't know ... Yes ... yes … I will definitely make it!" Then we embraced for goodbye, our tongues dancing a final salsa until you we broke free, you grabbed your sandals and dashed off towards the train station. I could hardly hear your bare feet. But those were play kisses and now there is something else behind them.’ She looked at me fiercely. ‘Are your folks home?’ ‘No, they are at a conference for the weekend.’ ‘You have pushed me over the line. We are going to your bed and you are taking care of my needs. Do you understand that?’ I kissed her knuckles and we left. Naked, crawling into my bed, she wasn’t as bold as in the burger joint. ‘You are ok, this is going to work?’ I said, folding her hand around my stiffness, ‘Someone thinks. Amali Aunty gave a huge sigh. Amali Aunty moved a bit down and removed my jeans and shorts all the way. My cock was in its full form erect, hard as iron rod and hot. Amali Aunty had removed her sari and was standing near the table on her petticoat. I on my own pulled the string of her petticoat and it dropped down on the floor. Her stomach was flat. Amali Aunty stood near my face and offered a nipple in my mouth. I hungrily started sucking her nipple. Unable to resist the joy, Amali Aunty. ’ ‘Leigh, did you hear me?’ he picked the panties up and walked over to the fence, he was trembling. He gazed at her, oh hell yes, he had been in love with her ever since she moved in two years ago. This will ruin everything now. Did she honestly think he had another woman around? ‘Oh very funny Rick, you wear them yourself? Pink lace panties?’ she feigned a laugh. His expression was soft and his cheeks blushing but still looking, searching her blue eyes for some sort of acceptance. ‘No I am.