‘Hi,’ she managed to spit out, horribly aware of everything that had gone before and totally unable to look him in the eye. ‘About last night…...�� said Rob carefully. Nicole’s heart fell at least ten miles with that well worn statement. It was a classic method of digging oneself out of a very big hole. ‘Hey, it’s okay – I know it didn’t mean anything,’ she replied hurriedly. Still wishing yesterday evening could be miraculously erased she moved to pass Rob in a bid for escape. He grasped her arm. Straight to the farm house. I wanted aunty to dress up like a bride for the night and she did so. She was wearing a white saree with white sleeveless blouse. Once into the car I was astonished by her beauty that I started kissing her on the road. She broke the kiss saying “have some patience my boy.” She was driving the car and all the while I was admiring her beauty from the side. I started moving my hands on her face, ears, hands, thighs and even pressed her boobs over her saree. She took off. . Her nipples were erected. Her nipples was morning sun color.I just softly touch her boobs and massaging like moving finger round about the boobs shape then hold the nipples. Slowly pinch her nipples and she was moaning hhh uuuu shhhh hhhh …. I have shown her my cock to her hand.She was pressing my cock my pant. I was kissing her boobs and took nipples into mouth. It was wonderful experience…. Sucking her boobs though I am married guy.Then she took off my cock from my pant… It was already soo. She got two wine glasses from the cupboard and held onto my shoulder as I poured. I carried the glasses into the lounge and placed them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. “This table is usually over there but its a lap meal cos I don't have a dining table and chairs”.“That's OK most of my meals are lap meals.” she said as she kissed me on the cheek.“ OK. You sit down and I'll get the dinner out of the oven. Wont be a minute”. I went in the kitchen, got out plates and cutlery then took.