The little blue flower between the cups fascinated me and I loved seeing it between my boobs when I wore the bra.But just like Wendy had complained to...Mom, it was getting very tight on me. I had grown in the last year and was ready for a new bra and a new panty. I had nearly worn out the one panty I had swiped with all the jerking off in it. I often wondered why I didn’t have two or three older sisters so I could enjoy more panties. Then a thought struck me, “why not Mom’s?” At that moment I. She was so happy looking at that.she asked “so he is the one who wants to get in me?” That just made me wild and I started kissing her madly. Her hand folded around my dick and she started to pump it gently. She lowered her head, and her wet mouth engulfed the head of my penis. What a feeling!Then I tried to insert my cock in her, she stopped and said not here. She said lets go to her bedroom. I carried her to the bed where she used to have sex with her husband. In the bed, again she started. "He offered his help, I declined and said no. I turned to walk back. After a few steps I heard him say, "Hey, not a date, but me and my roommate, we were going to grill out tonight, how about you join us." Sounds fun, I could use friends, and meet new people." Great, how does five work?" I'll be there."He smiled. "Good."It was more than an invite to dinner for me, it was welcoming neighbors. I finished unpacking, went to the store, and came home. By the time this was all done, I had roughly two. She used to continue sleeping and it was almost like making love with a dead body. Next morning she used to fight with me and say I didn’t let her sleep. We both were quite disturbed. This thing continued for next few years and our children started growing up. My son, Rohan had reached 1st Standard. Right from Nursery to Lower Kg to Higher Kg and now 1st, both Aleena and I used to attend the schools Open House/Parent Teacher Meetings. They used to have 3 such meetings every year and we thought.