It was 12 o’ clock at midnight and then door bell rang for a moment. I knew that papa was come back to home and Nina Didi would go for open the door... I was feeling very tired and sleepy that time. So, I need a break and went out from the room to the 1st floor veranda from where the central approach of our house is seen. When I reached there, I saw Nina Didi was already opened the door and took the blazer and suitcase from her owner. Papa was looking very tired and seemed that he was little. He had always wanted to share her with someone else and have them treet her as the slut she is.While he went to the toilet i checked his phone for the numbers i would need , as a plan was forming in my head.She was wearing her jeans and a white top low cut with a frilly edge frameing her cleavage, and a floppy hat.Her favourite place was at the rear of the old ruins where no-one else went, i had picked a spot where she would pass and waited behind a wall.I stepped out behind her as she appeared. ‘The Incident’, capital-I, inverted commas, the works. Geez, chill-pill Anna; it sounds like one of those apocalypse TV dramas like Revolution; where they refer to some shadowy event in the past that wiped out civilization. It was nothing so macabre. I feel like saying something trite like “but it rocked my world”, but it sounds so … well, trite! Even reading it back, it sounds ridiculous, but it’s how I feel. Is that weird? That complex emotions can be so aptly described by a stupid, clichéd. And then her whole body started shivering and she started moaning loudly telling me to stop.I hugged her suddenly, she embrace me tightly with all her love. we lay there for some time, I wanted to give her some time to enjoy her first orgasm. then slowly i started stroking her pussy with my fingers. I tried to put my index finger in her hole, she caught my hand in a sudden shock.. i assured Aswathy to relax, and continued working my finger inside. she started liking the strokes, I added another.