So almost every night I slept in her house and I used to yearn for sleeping by her side as smell of her fragrant armpits was so fascinating. One fine morning she woke me up and showed the wet patch on my shorts and started laughing. I got shit scared with the thought as to what will happen if my mother comes to know of this and my days of sleeping with the fragrance would end.
She asked me not to worry and that she would not tell my mom and that it was a Sunday, I can go home little later while my shorts would dry up. She asked me to go to wash room and clean up and handover my shorts for drying while she would come up with alternate wear. She came up with her husband’s dhothi. I did not know to tie a dhothi and she laughingly asked whether Iwould use her inskirt. As there is no other way I agreed and came out wearing her inskirt. She was laughing to her heart’s content after seeing me wearing her skirt with me with shy written large on my face.
On the same night before retiring to bed she reminded me about the inskirt and asked me to change over to her inskirt and said jokingly that we would not have enough time to dry my shorts the next morning. I thought she must be joking but as she was serious, I changed over and slept by her side. She remarked that I am growing up to be a man and that; she is not sure whether to allow me to sleep by her side. She told me that I am wrapping my arms around her in sleep. I begged her not to say no and that I really love sleeping with her. She said I am wetting her skirt which I was wearing and immediately, I offered to wash it, not letting the sleeping opportunity to slip away. Pleased with my behavior, she said that I need to take eggs, as I need proteins at this stage. As my mom would not approve of this she said she would prepare me eggs without her knowledge. Agreed I used to eat the boiled eggs with pepper. Due to the pungent pepper, when I coughed, she would pat me on my head and asked to enjoy eating it slowly. I was so embraced in her love that I thanked her a lot. She replied that I have done so much for her and it is so nice that I am with her all the time. Thus our intimacy started growing. My grades at school were also improving and I am coming in the top five and my teachers and mom were very happy.
I helped akka in washing clothes in the bathroom. She would tie her nightie upto knee level and taught me to wash the soaked clothes. I could have glimpses of her dangling boobs when she bent over and thighs when she was seated and i used to feel horny.
One fine afternoon akka asked me to help her to bathe the baby boy. She asked me to change over to her skirt and by now I am so comfortable with it as Iam used to sleep wearing her skirt. She asked me to sit on the short stool stretching my legs forward and placed the baby on my thighs and legs. She asked me to rollup the skirt upto thigh level as she wanted to apply oil for the baby. I hesitated and she asked me why I was shy with her. I rolled up the skirt and kept the baby on my bare thighs and legs. She applied baby oil and massaged the baby’s limbs sitting opposite to me and I could have a good view of her thighs. While massaging the baby, I could feel her hands on my thighs and felt ecstatic about her touch. All the time she was in conversation about the baby and I was only part listening as my attention was elsewhere. She asked something and as I did not respond she pinched my thighs. She has asked me to sit with legs folded with my folded knees facing the roof. She placed the baby on the slope of my legs and asked me to hold it properly for giving bath. I obeyed her and she went on pouring water on its head. The baby seemed to slip away and I spread my legs little apart so that it would stay put between my parted legs. She soon started laughing and only then I realized that through the parted legs my organ is exposed. I said I could not adjust the skirt as I was holding the baby to my legs and she said it is ok.
At this stage I am almost wet up to waist level and the feel of warm water together with the sight of her moving boobs started having its effect. Added to this, her frequent brushing on my legs and thighs with baby soap created sensations of ecstasy. I am starting to get a hard on. However the fear that I would loose the opportunity made me control my emotions.
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