“Well said.” She smiled. I hadn’t thought my remark that profound, but she liked it.I teased, “If you dare, you’re welcome to come with us i... two weeks. There are often new people there. I’d love to escort you.”Carol’s eyes flared and she leaned back away from me in mild shock. “Oh ... Errr ... I am ... I could ... Maybe ... Wouldn’t ... I’d never...”I’d flummoxed her cognitive process with the invitation. I could tell part of her strongly wanted to come, she was really curious, and then she. I used to fantasize her and masturbate thinking about the fucking her.Her mother used to visit our house and ask me about my studies and also ask to give some guidance to akshara also about her studies. One fine day, aunty and akshara came to our house. Akshara was dressed in her Capri and tight fit T-shirt because of which her curves were clearly visible and I was taking a look on them without anyone noticing. Aunty told me that she is having some issues in accounts subject so she needed my. She opened the door & asked me “yes (my name) what’s the matter?” I said her that I wanted to talk her personally. She said me to get in & asked me what the matter was. I said what happened. She was surprised on hearing this. She was very happy & said are u yago. I said, ‘yes’. But your name is (my name). I said, “There are some problems if I express my name out. While I was in tuition I never noticed her beauty. But now she looked me very beautiful. She had long hair, brown eyes, pink lips &. Nijeke mirror-e dekhe jano aro horny hoye uthlo, khub jore thot kamriye rakhlo nijer. Pechon theke jaya ke thapate thaklam aro jore, ojante ami haat duto diye dressing table er opor bhor ditei, dujon er load nite na pere dressing table ta bhenge porlo, ar amra dujon-i bedroom er mati te pore gelam. Pore goleo kintu ami thapiye jacchi nonstop, jaya-r shari ta uthano, pacha ta olpo uthiye rekheche, bedroom floor ei dujon chude jacchi. Joya ar ami ekshathe gongate gongate, amar bara-r ros ta puro.