.. you ... uh ... What was the question?" I sounded like a moron, and feared I might have to learn the English language again from scratch."How about ...y skirt?" she said. "It's real leather. Feel." She placed my hand on her thigh, near the hem. I worked the leather between my fingers, cognizant that I was mere inches away from the crotch of those sexy panties and the pleasures within."Nice," I said, grazing the back of my hand against the silky flesh of her thigh."And feel this." She grabbed my. Aunty laughed and commented that ‘abhi to wo bada ho gaya hai, tum nahi nehla sakti, kaho to me nehla du?’ and started laughing louder. I was embarrassed and ran to bathroom. But that comment excited me to think of that situation. I jerked off and came hard.Next month during monsoon season, when I was returning from tuitions in the evening, I saw Shobha aunty walking down the road alone. I stopped nearby her and asked, ‘aunty, kaha jaa rahe ho?’ aunty surprisingly said, ’wow! Hi beta, mujhe. "I want you to see how much you turn me on." Sliding her hand into her pants, she gasped and let out a quiet moan. Removing her hand and said, "Look at this." Her fingers glistened in the sunlight and my mouth watered at the sight. I could feel my own pulsations and wetness emerging. I reached down and could feel how slick I was from my arousal. Watching Cheyenne’s hand move underneath her pants was more erotic to me then her being fully exposed.“Lay back and spread your legs; I want you wide. My wife smiled and looked at Henry. "What size are you?"He made a face. "I'm a thirteen. I have to custom order them. They areso much more expensive!" I'll bet they look wonderful. You have such long legs and a beautifulbutt." My wife then reached out and put her full hand over one cheek andslide it down to his crack. "Oh, I'll bet he gets all hard just seeingyou strut in in those. What's his name again?" My boyfriend? Frank." He leaned over and smiled at me. "I call him FootLong Frank!"I was.