I had asked her if she had any relationships, flings, one night stands, drunken fumbles, anything at all, I just wanted details. Anything just to add ... little bit of fuel to my fantasies. All she would ever say was that it was in her past and none of my business. She told me that she had a couple of short term relationships but nothing serious, and that was all that I was ever going to get. Then, early last summer, she finally gave in, and began to tell me about those missing years! It was. Her hands slipped down inside the briefs, sliding them down. She reached around him; he arched his back to help her pull them down."Now, Michael, you have to do as I tell you, or I'll leave you here like this and go home. Understood?" "Yes..."Her fingers trailed down his left leg, making circles with the backs of her fingernails. He lifted his head to watch her. She untied the tie from the foot of the bed, and he wiggled his foot, unsure of what she wanted him to do. She reached up to slide the. I never thought about them in the wrong way before.Initially, I was not in contact with any of them. We merely shared a formal relationship. You know like meeting in family functions and just calling each other on birthdays. I never actually got to know them but almost a year before Neha bua’s marriage, Aruhi and I got in touch through the means of Instagram. Slowly, the bond between us became strong and I really started to feel about her as my real sister and cared for her.We used to chat a. “Not the room I expected you to take me to,” I said as she bustled towards the stove.“Oh?” she asked, throwing a look over her shoulder. “Where did you expect to go. My bedroom?”I couldn’t help the smile crossing my lips. She had a lovely figure, a mature flower at the height of her bloom. Her short, blonde hair framed her motherly face, her blue eyes twinkling. The robe could do nothing to hide the curves of her figure, her breasts large.“Why not?” I said. “It would be more ....