Karnataka ki kisi be kone me main available hu….Sorry friends pehle part nervous ness ke karan bahut galtia huyi thi….iss liye main a kahani phir ...huru se kehra hu…aur pura kahani bata raha hu..Chalo ab story pe athe hai…a story mere aur ek aunty ke story hai jisne mera life hi badal dala…a 2 saal purana bath hai mai ek private company me manager ki kaam kartha hu…mere boss ki bahut kiray ki maakan thi uska sub dekhbal main hi kartha hu…o us din ki bath hai jub ek aunty uska naam hai geetha. The house owner stayed in the upper floor and we stayed in the ground floor. The house owner family consisted of four ppl, Vanitha aunty, her husband, her son(22 then)/daughter(20 then). Vanitha Aunty was from a village. So she was genetically lean with good tight assets. Her husband was a professor at a college and he would leave home by 8.30 and be back by 6.00 in the eve, son and daughter were studying and they left for college as well. During this time Vanitha Aunty would come down to our. Sometimes she thought she could see his dark shadow hovering but it was never there when she looked directly. It was something glimpsed obliquely, from the corner of the eye: a feeling, perhaps, more than a presence, but she knew it was there nonetheless. It was late afternoon and almost dark when she saw the body on the track. Even though she was some distance away she knew it wasn’t yet dead. She broke into a run, her feet slipping on the icy compacted snow of the pathway. It was a young man. "Oh, they's a TV in my room, you wanna come on up."I pause. Either this really is just computer stuff or she wants us both. Adrenaline sweeps through me and I have to consciously keep myself from running behind them."Very good." Peter mutters to me. He stops suddenly and holds me back, "If - if - this is more than I think, that new rule still applies." Oh, fuck." But even as I say it, I feel my dick lurch again.We follow her up to her room. Peter sits down at the computer, I park myself at the.