After a few days Nishi Aunty and I left for the native place for the ceremonial send off of uncle. It was in the train I noticed her physically, she w...s a perfect milf 38-36-40 was her stats, thanks to my experience I knew how to measure visually. Her sari had slipped off and her deep neck blouse was showing her entire cleavage, it was hot so I could see her sweat travelling from her forehead to her neck and from her neck to her heavenly valley, the atmosphere was heated up, I was getting. He squeezed and kneaded them. I shuddered in delight, kissing him with hunger. His tongue thrust into my mouth. I whimpered against him. My nipples throbbed in my dress as his hands pawed them.He broke the kiss and groaned, “You are such a treat. Seventeen?”“Mmm, does that excite you?” I asked, his hand sliding beneath my dress to cup my naked breast. My nipple rubbed hard. My hand cupped his cock. I squeezed him. “Oh, it does, doesn’t it? You’re all hard and in need of relief.”“Damn, I am,” he. When she finally confessed that she “liked cock as well as pussy,” we had a tough decision to make. She wanted variety and I wanted to support her. It took weeks to adjust to the idea that she still wanted me, but also wanted other cocks for fun. We came to our life-changing agreement soon after that. I would accept her need for variety on three conditions:1. There could be no more lies. This meant no more stealth dates and included confronting her exhibitionist acts truthfully.2. There was to. Pallu hata hi do ab.”Isse pehle ki mai kuch bolti usne meri sari utaar di. Ab meri puri kamar aur cleavage unhe dikh rha tha. Rohan bola,”Bhabhi aap Suraj ko to roz khush karti ho. Aaj zara hmaare liye bhi kuch karo na. Nangi hoke thoda nacho na. Apna figure hme bhi dikhao zara.”Mujhe ajeeb sa lag rha tha. Ek taraf khushi ho rhi thi ki teen ladke mujhe nanga karne ko betaab hain aur dar bhi lag rha tha ki kisi ko pat na chal jaaye. Par mai mana karti to wo log Suraj waali baat sabko bata.