00 PM and the bus was crowded, we had to travel standing almost at the back row of the bus. The conductor issued tickets and lights were put off. It w...s clear full moon day, but it started raining.I was standing behind Parvathi; the aroma of jasmine flowers from her hair knot was romantic and exciting. Parvathi was 58yrs young, gracefully matured beauty. She was 5’6” tall, sexy, voluptuous, heavyset, 75 kg woman, with 44-38-48 figure and long smooth silky hair reaching her knees. Her hair grey. I then went back in the living room and put all the tights and panties and stockings in my coat pocket. She came back from the shops about 5 minutes later with the milk then went back in the kitchen to make the tea and sandwiches. When she came back in the living room with them she sat down opposite me and then slipped her feet out of her flat shoes! it was as if she was trying to tease me and knew i liked it! she then curled her legs and feet up on her chair and we chatted for a bit then i. She had full, round breasts, Rubenesque figure, toned legs. But most importantly she was an Indian woman who had come to established in England with her husband. She had no c***dren. Her husband was a hotel manager and he would have to stay at work till late night. Sometimes she would come and talk with my mother. Every time she would come home I felt really happy to see her round ass and sexy breast.One day i was eavesdropping them and my mother asked her ,’Why don’t you have any c***d?’ She. Again, she took my bed, I bunked on the couch. The next day was more of the same, bright and sunny weather, and a bright and sunny sister to go with it. We hit the beach, the park, and just lazed out enjoying the nice weather and our newly re-discovered friendship. We were joking just like we had years ago. I was starting to really enjoy my time spent with my little sister, maybe a little too much. Every now and again, I would glance at her and notice what a true beauty she really was, how much.