She needed a job and soon. The suit was conservative. She wore a lace camisole underneath it. The lace grazed the top of her breasts. The skirt came j...st above the knee. She paired it with silk hose. Her act of rebellion was the pair of high heeled shoes she wore. They were black patent leather with a cuff around the ankle that looked like a dog collar. She questioned her decision but she figured if she lost the job over shoes, she wasn’t going to get it all. They made her feel sexy and. At dinner my uncle was present also so everything went just normally. It was in the after noon of next day that aunt Bharathi called me from my room and took me to sitting room. Shailendra, dear, I think it’s time we had a little talk; could you get me a maaza bottle from the fridge.Sure, Aunt Bharathi. We settled down on the sitting room sofa. After downing half the can, she took my hand and placed it firmly on her mid-thigh,holding it there for emphasis. Were things going to get steamy at. My play to seduce him or at least get some reaction out off him was working. After dinner, we were on the dance floor and I put my arms around his neck. I pulled him to me and kissed him. It nearly took my breath away as we stopped dancing and kissed again.When we sat in our booth, I mentioned to him that I had a cousin getting married in a few weeks. I told him that everyone in my family would be there and I wanted him to go. He looked very nervous when I told him that my mom had been telling. “I’ll do it. Let’s finish these drinks and go to my place.” Their conversation diminished in proportion to the tension rising as they left the coffee shop and got into Kyle’s car. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Amber giggled, cute now, but still incredibly sexy. “Me neither.” Kyle agreed, never being more truthful in his whole life. Amber’s apartment was comfortable and spacious and Kyle immediately noted that it lacked the boyish clutter in his own place as she ushered him.