“You need to worry about both my sister and yourself.”“I mean, that’s what I’m doing, yeah?” I asked her with a shrug.“Yeah.” she answ...red softly. “For what it’s worth, I think you’re doing the right thing.”“I sure hope I am.” I replied. “So, I guess I’ll talk to you when I ... talk to you next.”“Yup. Daisy replied. I waited for her to hang up, but she didn’t. Instead, I heard a chuckle from the other end of the line. “You know, I’m not sure if I want to see you again down the road or never. She responded casually and we started speaking in chat every day .Keerthana spoke very decent and it was very difficult to flirt with her. But I started saying facts about her dress , her smile her sharp eyes and she seemed to like it .On a friday she wore cotton kurta with jean which she never wore before since she always wears full chudi with duppatta . Her tops were a little tight showing her curves proper . I sent a text saying her husband is lucky and she replied why . I responded “cos he. .That night I was sleeping the most peaceful night with a beauty beside me, the next morning I got up with some noise of utensils falling down from the kitchen I got up and headed towards the kitchen and there I saw her wearing my white linen shirt ending just above her ass.She made me remind of mrs.Grey of fifty shades that scene made me wanna fuck her again she was cooking us a breakfast. She sat on my lap she wasn’t wearing anything but just a shirt my dick was erect and needed a morning. I followed her wondering what was going on till we got to the very last row. I was kind of surprised as she unzipped my jeans and reached into play with my cock. A quick little shove and I was sitting in the last row. I looked up into her face expecting to see nothing but sheer naked lust. I was surprised however when I saw something more. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised I was already pretty sure I was in love and that usually goes both ways. She kept between me and the driver as she.