” If that wasn’t a come on I didn’t know what was. Coming to the crunch, I admit I was attracted to her and as she smiled, her eyes betrayed her...thoughts. This showed promise indeed and after my self-imposed barren spell, it had been too long. I didn’t need to spend much time wondering what harm could a fumble could do. “Would you like to dance?” “Me?” I choked with surprise on the last of my coke; I had two left-feet. After one pulsating high-energy tune after another, this music was slower,. " I felt the lump in my throat as i pondered the situation, here was someone who was in a small town like this in a different bracket to me, financially and socially, not that i cared one way or the other, i was well enough known across all sections of local society that i could move and mix at will when the mood took me which was never often, i had, on her knees, between my legs, the only person i wanted to be spending any time with yet i knew i would have to start coming up with excuses for. She let's him know that dishes are to be washed and rinsed by hand, then ran through the dishwasher. He acknowledges this as she slips out of the kitchen. Filling the sink he searches the cabinets below for a real apron, unlike the silk one tied to his waist now and finds one. Tying it in place, he no sooner reaches into the sink than he sees her re-enter; he turns to acknowledge her, but is thrown momentarily by the lack of expression on her face. She walks directly towards him and before he. I will come back to story now. This story is about me and my aunty I.E my dad’s younger sister. My grandfather has 3 children’s my dad and two sisters one elder farida and one younger fatima. This story is of my younger aunty fatima she is fair age 40 but looks like 28 and has a perfect figure 34 32 36. She is a real hot lady with a very curvaceous figure. She lives in outskirts of pune works as a principal in a school. Her husband is a rich man with around 300 acres of land. She has only a son.