.So mein apni story par aata hu rachna chachi ko chodna toh ab ek adaat ban gayi thi par ek din kuch guest aa gaye the ghar par so kareeb 15 din tak m...ine rachna chachi ko touch bhi nai kiya tha no doubt hum sms ke through baat karte the but koi bhi sexual intercourse nahi hota tha so i was getting a bit frustrated and i also dint wanted to masturbate phir ek din chachi ke ghar par koi nai the kyuki saare guests bahar gaye hue the toh mein chachi ke ghar gaya aur chachi kuch kaam kar rahi thi. No pictures or hair brushes. There’s only a neatly made bed. Blinds drawn to keep out the sun. It’s not cool, but still cooler than the diner. She stands just inside the door so he doesn’t have to squeeze between her and the frame, but as he passes close he catches the scent of mild perfume mixed with sweat and diner kitchen fumes. He stops beside her and closes his eyes. Inhales deep and slow. He just takes the moment inside him because he knows in a few seconds it’s going to be gone. I am brought back to the present when she asks, "I was just about to get in the shower, why don't you join me." I step back and loosen the terry belt tied around her waist. Her robe falls open and she is completely naked beneath it. My god she is beautiful. Long, flowing red hair. Just enough freckles across her nose to be thought of as tom-boyishly cute by some. Flawless skin, firm breasts. A soft, pillowy belly that many a night I have rested my head on while we watch TV. BBW proportioned. He set the bottle down on the floor and rolled over on the beds staring at the ceiling. What a crummy day it had been, he thought, glancing at his watch. It was almost 6PM. Well, it was almost over, maybe the rest of the week would be more salvageable, anyway he should get up, it was almost time for dinner. Tonight he would have to settle for eating with the rest of the fellows who lived at the fraternity... if he hadn't spent his weekly allowance so soon, he could have gone down to the local.