That would really turn me on since she would always have the saree just below her navel which used to drive me crazy the smiles become fly kisses from...my end which was reciprocated. Oh god had to meet her in person now…this way driving me crazy it took another two weeks for her to pass her mobile no to me…finally the call. Her name was P (have to be discreet about it) we spoke for about an hour about each other and our families…she was scared to meet me she said because being the priest’s wife. "So?," she repeated. "I saw them together. In her bedroom. They were doing it." Look," I said. "Dad left her when we were little. She has a right to have a little fun once in a while." I know that," she said with an exasperated sigh.I laughed. "Don't tell me you're jealous?"My sister pinched my stomach. "Of that fat bastard? Not on your life. Besides, he's got the skinniest cock I've ever seen." And you've seen a lot in your young twenty-four years," I chided."A few," she giggled. "It's not. I was on the alert as realizing this mature would come only to my place if my roommate was gone, either on weekends, or while he was at work. The sight of the wonderful low neck, had made me become a licentious guy, a vicious staring at her tits while smiling wickedly, silently though. Perhaps she had been planning something -an love affair- and reciprocated. It seemed strange to me why she should knock on my door for such stupid stuff, like: “Do you have running water?” but I had to repress. "Aiden had a ball." Good. He's such a sweet boy. I hope I have a grandson just like him someday," she said wistfully as she flashed me a look."Oh my god," I muttered. "Subtle."Alex laughed loudly and I gave him a dirty look and elbowed him in the side."Stop encouraging her," I said. I couldn't help but smile a little.We watched TV with Mom for a while, but when her show was over, she let out an exaggerated yawn and said she was tired and heading to bed. She told us both goodnight and winked at.