I could not hold out any longer and somehow we managed to reach our orgasms at the same time. When Aunt Joan reached her orgasm she called out, “Kee... fucking me, fuck my cunt. Yes baby that is it, fuck me.” When her orgasm subsided she collapsed onto my body. We both drifted off to sleep. I was woken by the sound of the shower running. Looking around the room I saw that Gemma and Aunt Joan were still asleep. It was my mother in the shower and I knew exactly what I was going to do. Yes, fuck my. For few moments we lip-locked each other and I moved my hand forward near her boobs above her cloths and started to play with it a while and moved my hand inside her kurta and touched it and played.I was in heaven as well as afraid that bhavi may awake. But lust was winning me and was continuously playing with boobs and kissing her. Then again I slowly moved towards her surwal and slid my hands inside. I noticed she was not wearing panty and she had recently trimmed her pussy hair.When I. I looked forward to that time we spent.The music was soothing and it relaxed me. I had had a long day and it was nice to sit back and chill out. All the while, I wondered what she had for us this evening. Tonight was her night. Celeste had become quite good at planning our trysts.On the round oak table, placed in the center of our living room, laid a single lavender envelope. I sat down at the table and reached for it. Inside, the handwritten note instructed me to wait, that she would arrive. ”“She looked like a bride. Wives look a little different. You’ll look different in another month, too, but not like a civilian yet. Division?”“Fourth. You?”“Big Red One.”“So how did you get back before I did?”“Long before. I was in a stateside hospital on VE day. Recurring pneumonia.”“Sorry to hear that.”“No problem if I sleep inside and don’t march for hours in soaked clothes. Somehow, those are easy rules for a desk clerk to follow. You’ll like civvy life.”“Yeah. And the best part starts.