I pretended to be asleep. Few times I accidently brushed my knee with Rekha aunty’s tits. I had a good feeling. Rekha aunty ignored it thinking that...this is just an accidental touch. But a few days later I got the chance to fulfill my wish.I was all alone as my parents had gone out of station for two days and it was a weekend so I was totally free too. Jolly and his dad had gone out for a business trip. Rekha aunty and pooja were alone.Now, suddenly I got a phone call on a landline, it was. “Please! Are you okay?”“I’m… I’m okay,” was all I could say though my fight-or-flight instinct was telling me to get away quickly.“I… I need to go to the ladies’ room.”“Yes… Yes of course,” Neil stammered, seeing my distress. “Take my arm.”I took his strong arm and he led me, still rather unstable on my feet, back along the path towards the ballroom. But before we had gone more than a few steps I broke away from him.“No! Wait!” I exclaimed suddenly, stopping abruptly.“What’s the matter?” he. This is kind of weird, but I am kind of jealous of you. You dress so sexy and I want to see what it is like to be a little slutty.” I told her we should go shopping for a slutty outfit and she could hang with me for a couple of hours in Bakersfield. She agreed and when we entered Bakersfield, we went directly to a store to find her an outfit. We ended up buying a sexy outfit with all the trimmings. Of course I found a few things to buy for me as well. We went to a restaurant and had an early. ." But you are," Sasha giggled. "You're intrigued Mom, admit it. It turns you on a little bit." Ingrid brought a glass of wine for her daughter and herself and sat down on the couch beside Sasha, who crossed her long legs and sipped her wine as her stiletto heel caught a glint of sunlight streaming in the room."I suppose," Ingrid giggled, her eyes noticing how just how snug the leather pants Sasha was wearing were and how low-cut was the silver silk blouse. "Oh well, it's nice to have.