She told her address. I reached to her home by 8.30pm. She opened the door and welcomed me, she was again wearing saree. Though it was not my work, I ...on’t want to miss opportunity to see her boobs again. So, I solved the problem. She then offered me a coffee and asked about my family.She told that her husband was working in merchant navy and generally on tours. So generally she lived alone at home. Suddenly I replied That’s nice. She asked “why it is nice?”. I said,”no I just said”. She. So anyway when she got home and laid herpurchases out on the bed for me to review, I was pretty much OK withmost of the things that she had bought. There was only this one thingthat didn't seem to fit in - several white short-sleeved shirts.First, I hadn't asked for anything like that, and there was somethingabout the style that looked a little funny. It wasn't till I looked atthe label and saw the "Becky Thatcher" and the "7" size that I realizedthat she had gotten me several white girl's. Friday night I had a pretty good idea that you a... sort of... missed me," he said."Yeah," I blushed, "I did. I got a little carried away, but I wanted you to know how much I missed you. I liked it too, you know. So, anyway, what's up?" My Mom and Dad went shopping today to get some last minute things. My Mom just called me and wants me to meet her at Sears.She has something to get for my Dad, and he's with her. She wants me to meet them, sort of "run into them", and she can pass me the receipt. When she walks on the road, I noticed many guys staring at her sexy back. It swings from left to right and right to left that every guy would be attracted to. Her boobs and back are my favorites.It all started when I was in the school, I came from a rural place in Andhra Pradesh, it’s a small village near to a town. People used to do open defecation, and bathrooms roof is being opened for all. I was in 12th standard, and she was in her late 20’s, one fine evening, we were playing cricket, I was.