My sister and I used to talk about anything and everything including some romantic subjects. I came to know that my sister wasn’t happy with her old husband and their marriage life wasn’t in good terms. Her husband was more interested doing his business than her.
I always feel bad about my sister. So I always keep her cheering up. I used to make jokes with her or tell her funny things etc. I always make her laugh and keep her mood happy and pleasant. Whenever she comes to our house or I would go to her house, I always try to make her happy by taking her out for shopping, movies or picnic. We used to go to nice restaurant for dinner etc. I was doing all sort of thing to make my sister happy, which her husband supposed to do.
One time when I got back from office my mother told me there was phone call from my sister that she wanted to come for Deewali festival and asked me if I have time to go and bring her. I was always ready to go to my sister’s house because whenever I go to her house, her husband would stay in his office all the time and her son in the school. Most of the time my sister and me used to be alone in the house, which give me more freedom to watch her.
My sister would careless about her sari, pallu, which gives me enough glimps of her cleavage and buttock. She would take afternoon nap front of me while I watch television. She used to wear sari and blouse whole day and gown in the night. Once she got in to deep sleep I would watch her sexy body boldly. I would slide her pallu off her breast and watch rhythmic movement of breast while she breathing or flat belly with deep navel. Some time I would slide her sari up her legs exposing her sexy legs and ample thighs.
So when mother asked me I immediately agreed to go to my sister’s house. It’s been six-month since I saw her last time. Next day early morning I got in the bus to go to her town. By the afternoon I reached in her town. I did not inform her that I was coming because I wanted to surprise her. I reached her house and knocked the door. When she opens the door and saw me, she screamed in surprise and hugged me right there. Taking full advantage of that I also hugged her tight pressing her big breast in my chest. She welcomes me in the house and makes me sit in the sofa.
She was taking afternoon nap and her sari and pallu was disorder. She went in the bathroom to get fresh and after came where I was sitting. We started talking about news back at my house while she peeled off her sari and started wearing it properly front of me. Although I was talking with her I was observing her sexy body.
I could see how her blouse was filling her round full breast. Blouse was such a tight that button on the front was straining making gap between two buttons, exposing glimpse of her black bra and white flesh of her breast. Her navel seems to be more deep and sexy. Petticoat was hugging her round buttock tightly. God! She became sexier now.
Taking pallu on her shoulder She finished wearing sari. Then she started to make out her hair while talking with me. Every time she would raise her hands to brush her hair, her breast would giggle up and down. My cock was hard looking my sexy sister like that. All afternoon and evening I stay with my sister talking with her while she was moving around the house, doing daily house core. I asked her about my nephew. She told me her sister-in-law took him in her house for 1 or 2 weeks, as he is very fond of her kids. Her sister-in-law was living in the same town and she told me to go and visit her house if I want to see him next day.
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