While going to her home she asked me if you get holidays and free time y don’t you come to my home then I said ok and she left. After 20days my mo... told me and another bro to go(but due to some work I alone went) and accompany your bhabi as she is alone due to your brother left to Pune for company work as it was my semester holidays I happily went there as their flat is just 16km from my home.As I went there at morning she welcome me with a smile and gave coffee after having it she asked me. After about three months the old neighbor left the quarter and a new neighbor Mr Hamid came to that quarter. From the very first day the Hamid’s daughter attracted me with her physical existence. She was about 5’-4” tall but slender. The most attractive thing of her body was her cone shaped pin pointed plump breasts which were clearly visible for her attires. She always wore skirt and T-shirt. She never used any scarf and her cone shaped breasts always made a pair of tents with her T-shirt,. Over theyears this has had quite a depressive effect on his personality, asperhaps you may imagine.One of the oddest was one of his early forays en femme. If I recallcorrectly, it was his choice of skirt made of dried spaghetti stitchedto a canvas belt - worn as a hipster - that caused all the brouhaha. Thesight of his hairy navel was bad enough, but what he didn't realize wasthat whilst standing at home the skirt was fine, it became less so aftersitting for a while on a Central Park bench. He. I knelt down beside the chair and slowly moved my hand to her nightgown. Ever so lightly, I touched the fabric and gave a slight pull. It opened a little bit but not enough to see her breasts. I discovered that what needed to happen was to pull the fabric away from her body instead of to the side. Riskier yet! So on the second attempt I was able to hook my finger into the vee where the buttons ended and slowly pull her nightgown away from her body.There they were! Beautiful I.