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She took a good long time in the bathroom, as I lay nude under the cover of the bed, trying to digest everything that happened in my mind. Finally, I heard the bathroom door click and it unlocked. Like a fairy she walked out, wearing a white robe kept in the bathroom, as she had not taken any clothes in. As soon she walked out, the room was filled with her fragrance, this was the first time I saw her in such an outfit, she must have never worn a robe in all her life. Her hair was frizzy and wet, and the material of the robe was body-fitting. She stood facing her back towards me and drying her hair, as she wiped them with the towel, her ass would gently dance. I could see her figure and was addicted to her every action.
Without looking at me, she walked around preparing to end the night, in her action she tried to notice if I was asleep, maybe wanting to know if I was like her husband.
As I was deep in my thoughts, she switched off the lights and came to bed, her scent was driving me crazy. I wanted to grab her and tear open all her feelings and wanting to see the end of her sexual tunnel.
As she sat on the edge of the bed, setting her hair, she slept facing her back to me, she must be thinking about something, that I was unaware of, and I did not want to disturb her. I wished her goodnight, she replied goodnight in the same position. There was no conversation between us, I lay there in the dark, and thinking I slept off.
When I opened my eyes, the room was bright, to my surprise my aunty was still sleeping, normally she is an early bird. It took me a while to come back to reality, it all felt like a dream. I had a boner in the morning. I took a sneak peek inside the cover, she was sleeping in an S-shaped position, and I wanted to scoop into her. I did not have the courage.
After some time, she changed her position and slept on her back, now I could see her face, I could see love bites around her lips and neck. As I kept on gazing over her body, I pulled the bed cover lower from her chest, In no time, she opened her eyes and kept blinking them. She looked at me, and adjusted her robe to cover the loose ends, as she was adjusting I got to see her humble cleavage. It looked looked super sexy in bright light. I smiled at her and wished her good morning. She just blinked her eyes hopefully wishing me the same
She was a very conservative woman, inside the bed cover itself she adjusted herself and slowly left the bed without making any eye contact with me. She went into the bathroom with her clothes, in no time I got up put on my shorts, and went down for a smoke to refresh my thoughts.
After a good long time, I came back to the room and she was ready wearing a Dark Blue Kurta (knee-length top with cuts on both sides) and black tight leggings, the dress fitted her figure perfectly. I loved the way she looked in the morning. I wanted to grab her and kiss her holding her fleshy ass. She was not fat but had good flesh on her butts.
Me: Looking good where are you up to?
Aunt: Shut up! I am old enough for anything, hmmmm Let's go out I need to see around and buy things.
Me: Old!!! You must be kidding me, you gave me an attack down... You're smoking HOT!
Aunt: Shut up rascal. Go, get ready, don't flirt with me in the morning.
Me: OOO sorry, it is allowed only at night then.
Aunt: Shut Up? Go.. Go...
I smiled at her, let her do her things, went to the bathroom, and got ready.
I wore a denim, tee as usual, when I came out my aunt was all ready, her hairs were set well, she applied light makeup and this time she put on maroon shade lipstick, looking at her lips I wanted to smooch her deep and eat her lips. She tried to hide the love bites as much as she could, but they were still visible. She was not a pro in makeup. She wore a scarf around her neck to cover the intense area. She did not utter a word and I did not want to make it obvious too.
We were ready and she signaled to go out, I followed her, she held her bag and we both left the room, without much conversation.
We roamed around the city, she shopped for whatever she liked. I never missed an opportunity to feel her body in public, even in the smallest way. She did not mind, sight bumps and creasing of her body, either a word or facial expression. I made it all look natural. She had opened up in her conversation, she would ask for my opinion, before buying anything and I enjoyed it very much that I was now part of her. I felt like we were on a date, we spoke about almost everything apart from what we had done the previous nights.
We were mostly street shopping, there were not many malls in Mumbai in those days. The afternoon heat made us sweaty, she had sweat marks under her armpits and back area. She was perspiring from her face and neck. I could see sweat around her lips, and nose area, her matured skin and light rays of hair on them made it look like morning dew. She must be sweating between her legs, it was not visible to me. I wanted to lick them and quench my thirst, I knew in public it would never happen. Whenever I had the opportunity to smell her body I would not let it go, sometimes I would whisper in her ears because of the noise on the streets, or come too close to her body also Mumbai streets are small and crowded. As we shopped, I was holding her bags and we walked the streets like college-going kids. I knew the city well, so she was blowing with me.
I never dared to hold her in the streets, she was too conservative, and we spent the day, shopping, eating, and sightseeing. I had never had this opportunity with her daughter, truly I felt I was on a date. It was evening and I was controlling my sexual desire all day. looking at her so close sweaty, I just wanted to make her bend and push my cock in her ass. I wanted to put my hands inside her pants and finger her. But it had to wait, I am not sure if she had any sexual desires running in her mind. She made it as if nothing had happened.
All these things were running in my mind, and hidden from her, I behaved like an obedient child in front of the world.
Now, it was around 5.00 in the evening, I made plans and took her to a nearby beech for a romantic sprinkle of love.
Aunt: (as we walked to find a place to sit she looked around) My My! So, many love birds, looks like the whole town is invited.
Me: Like us
Aunt: Shut up... Don't even think anything more.
Me: I held her hand and pulled her towards me.
Aunt: Shhhuuu... What are you doing? Don't. We are not lovers. You are crazy!
Me: What are we? And, is it necessary for only lovers to hold hands?
Aunt: I know what you are thinking and I am telling you in that context, I am not a teenager. Don't even think.
Me: You're hotter than a teenager, I have never felt anything like that in all my life.
Aunt: Shut up. I don't want to listen to your crap.
Me: (I still held her hands and walked) Come on, no one knows us, all are busy in their own world look around.
Aunt: (Is this the reason why you have brought me) No still, I don't like it. Joy please!
Me: (She was more nervous, and I guess she had never done anything like that so she was resisting me I felt) I held her hand and tried to walk.
