In between chatting , i noticed that jiju was giving strange look towards me. When i noticed my self , that my boobs were half naked in front of jiju....I immidiatly covered my boobs, and take the permission from jiju to left the room…i came to my room, i was also got little bit excitted at that time, but i controlled my self and went for sleep…next morning, it was second saturday, i was having off that day, my mom gone to job.Jiju was having leave that day.i got up and freshen me up and was. He was a cheap bastard, especially when it came to women. It somehow served him well, though.He raised me reasonably well, with the exception of the ideas he put into my head about women. I didn’t get his charisma, so my misogynistic ideas didn’t pan out as well for me. I also had a tiny bit of empathy my father did not have. I still had my share of one-night stands and short relationships like my father did, but much fewer and farther between. Looking back, I always felt slightly guilty for. "You like what you see, huh?" he asked in a sly tone as his hand slowly rubbed the front of his shorts."I... I... I...." No words were forming in my brain. I was totally flustered as Bobby walked over to me an handed me a glass."Don't worry. I don't mind." Even after giving me the Coke, he continued to stand right next to were I sat, looking down at me. I was looking at his hairless, muscled chest, afraid to meet his eyes. He was so close I could smell the musky sweat that glistened on his. What the hell, no one would care; they had plenty more to choose from, I reasoned to myself. I picked up the tempting, sexy green bottoms from the bathroom floor, and figuring Pam would never guess, brought them back to our bedroom.She was lying face down on the bed, her naked bottom half covered, seemingly asleep. My plan was to make her wet with my fingers before pulling the damp bikini pants up her tanned thighs, so she wouldn’t notice how soaked at the crotch they were. To my surprise, I.