She waits for me to give her permission to get dressed. She's adorable when she listens. We both adjust ourselves and walk out back to her car with sm...les on our faces. I drive back, the same route we came, not wanting this moment to end. I hold her hand while driving, not wanting to let her go, we continue to look over at each other, our eyes still filled with the same lust, normal people would be done, not us, we constantly want more of each other. We are about half way back, and I tell her. I immediately started to admire her beauty. Initially i just want to be in her presence n always talking to her. Gradually it became love. She is a conservative women. Always wears saree at home. The story is somewhat long please bear with me. My mami along with her family lives in a village. I used to visit my mams house every summer during holidays. (in the pretext of visiting my grandparents) but actual reason was to be with my mami.Their main source of income is agriculture.She used to be. It was that lusty dazed in a head lights look that changed how I viewed her from that time on, and gained her entry into my spank bank.A few years later, we were around nineteen at the time, my mom had her fiftieth birthday. The family and some friends held a surprise party for her at a local bar and after a few hours at the party Abby and I decided that we had seen enough. Parties at bars are not that fun for people who are not 21.When we got back home I asked her if she wanted to take some. ." "Mom we're in Australia in the middle of summer for crying out loud, it's to hot to be wearing cotton pajama's." Then honey wear the silk ones I bought you on Tuesday." The feel of silk on my skin makes me drop-dead horny." I said matter-of-factly while pushing a loose strand out of my face and back behind my ear."Surprise, surprise." Josh just HAD to reply.CONK!"Ouch. . ."I set the table up and served everyone. I grabbed my own plate and sat up on top of the counter stuffing myself silly.