Vaise bhi sala tujeh bhukhi nazaron se dekhta hai vo.” Mere man zalazala utha khada hua aur meri chut se pani ebhne laga.Raat ko Usha mausi aayi aur...khana banane lagi. Mausa ji night shift mein kaam karte tahy aur mausi hamare ghar hi so jati thee. Maine Namita ki baat sun kar Usha mausi ko gaur se dekha. Mausi ki umar koi 32 saal ki hogi aur vo bahre jism ki malika thee. Chutad kafi bahri aur chuchi bhi badi thee. Mausi ne green rang ki salwar kamiz pehni hui thee lekin usski chuchi jiss tarah. Yet you could often find her walking alone through the maze of hall ways in our school. During the season you could find her staying after her team mates has left practice trying to perfect her shots. It was during one of these session that our paths crossed. I was assigned to dust mop the gym and tidy up both male and female locker rooms after every one had left the building. I had finished in the guys locker room and had dust mopped the gym floor. I was heading into the girls locker room. It only took me a few minutes to reach the room. I had study hall right now, so no big deal if I was late.I knocked on the door as I entered, interrupting Mr. Stevens' roll call. A nice polite applause ensued as I entered the room. I just flash a big grin, and wave them off, saying thank you to the mostly freshman class. “Mr Dillon—what graces you upon our class today”? It was a very nice greeting.“Umm, sorry for the interruption Mr. Stevens, but I will be brief if I may”“Of course Matthew—go. “You look like a drowned rat now.”His pajamas were utterly soaked and clinging to him. He didn’t have any underwear on like Sandy had ‘taught’ him, so was rather obviously visible. He blushed and tried to adjust himself, and though his mind continued to focus on helping his mom wash, his own body was making it plain that he was in the shower with his naked mother, touching her calves, thighs, buttocks, stomach, arms, and hands as he helped wash her.This shower brought back memories of the first.