Anusha aunt was looking at my biceps and my face. She was staring at me for few seconds. Then she turned her eyes away. I drank water from the fridge and stood in the kitchen. I talked casually to her about the breakfast and other things. The whole day I was around her, helping her- at least that’s what I told her and chatting with her. I got to see her boobs and ass a lot. I loved the way her ass swings like a pendulum when she walks. That night I masturbated again by thinking about her and fucking her in doggie. The next day morning I heard a giggle and woke up from my sleep. I saw my aunt Anusha turning away from me and leaving the room with broomstick. It was obvious that she came to my room to clean but I couldn’t comprehend her giggle and exit. I looked down with confusion and I got the answer. My dick was standing up and made a big tent with my blanket. I got the morning wood and Anusha has seen it. I was proud of my dick and saluted him. He made my job easier as my aunt got to see my erection.
I went to the kitchen in my track pants and a sleeveless t-shirt. I talked to her casually. Initially, she wasn’t looking at me and couldn’t talk to me properly. Later she regained her composure and talked to me normally. I started doing exercise on the balcony. Today she was looking at me more frequently.
I loved it. I came to the kitchen with sweat pouring out from every pore of my body. She looked at me from top to bottom and spent few extra seconds to look at my crotch. I was drinking water from the water bottle and dropped the bottle cap down. I turned around, shown her my ass and bent forward to pick up the cap. My t-shirt came up and shown her my back. I was wearing my track pant bit low and she must have seen my ass crack in this position. I picked the bottle cap and got up and looked at her.
She was smiling and looked at me with a naughty smile. I was sure that she has seen my ass. My uncle and kid went to office and school. We were alone. Around 11 am, I went to the kitchen. Anusha aunt was cutting vegetables. She was wearing saree and her saree slightly moved to her left, showing an enormous amount of cleavage. I stared at her boobs. I wanted to squeeze those big milk buns. She asked me, “Why are you sitting in home? Go out and see this new place.”
“It’s hot outside. I will go out in the evening.”
“The guys in your age roam around the city with their girlfriends nowadays. Why don’t you do that”? I replied, “I don’t have any girlfriend.” She said, “That’s a pity. Poor girls are not lucky enough to become your gf. What kind of girl you are looking for?”
I smiled and said, “I like the girl with a good looking face and bit naughty. She should have long thick black hairs, brown eyes and thick lips, and bit busty body.”
She giggled and said, “Looks like you want someone like me.” I said, “Yes, I want someone like you. But it’s very difficult to get a girl like that.”
“Why so?”
“Young girls have good looking face but most of them are very lean. None have body like you have. None have boobs bigger like you have.” It was a bold statement and also a testing statement. I wanted to see her reaction. A naughty smile appeared on her face and she slapped on my wrists. “Shut up. They are not that big!” I passed in this test. She wasn’t offended by what I said to her. I grew in confidence. I told her, “I have seen your boobs. Trust me, they are big.” I looked at her boobs while saying this. She noticed that I am staring at her cleavage but didn’t make any effort to correct her saree. I was given full license to stare at her boobs. She stood up and turned to leave. I asked her where she was leaving in the middle of cutting vegetables. She told me that she is gonna take bath. Then she left. I saw her ass swaying like a swing in the children park. Few minutes later, she walked past me with a towel around her shoulder.
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