Not Another Neighbor Aunt Story – Part 1
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Hello Everyone! This is Draco17 here. The story I am about to narrate is a true happening that occurred with me, while I was in my Engineering College, studying abroad and how I became friends and eventually ended up having sex with a Lady, who lived in my neighborhood. Any feedback, please email me on [email protected] So here it starts: We moved into this house that had one compound which was shared by the inhabitants. It’s kind of difficult to explain why it was like that. No, it was not a building sort of living arrangement. It was a big villa that was divided into smaller accommodation types. We had the corner house to ourselves. A normal 1 BHK setting. Now let me talk about the Lady of the story. She lived in the rooms opposite to us. The arrangement was such that her Hall room was visible from my Kitchen window (this is a vital piece of info). About her, she was 30+ years of age. And she lived there with her husband and another lady. To be honest, the whole situation is still confusing. Apparently she was a mistress or I don’t know what to him. He never cared about his wife. All he did was listen to that mistress/lady friend. I used to first think that she was his sister or something. Now I’m going to name the Lady who is the main character. Her name was Daisy. Now the thing about Daisy is, she was very chatty. But also, she felt this need to be smarter than everyone. Understandable because of her family situations. She was suffering a lot on her marital front. It needed a lot of intervening from authorities to get her what she had. Being chatty, and also because she was from the same place as us, back home in India, she befriended us. She promised me part time jobs and various other stuff. I didn’t bother much with it because I didn’t basically want to work then. So yes, a year went by and it so happened that my vacation time, it was only me and my father who were living there. The others had gone to India. And my dad being a normal office-goer, left for his work, at his normal time. Well it was just me and the internet. A young, adolescent guy and the internet is a partnership that goes beyond anything else. You guys know what I mean. So yes, I was browsing porn. While watching it, I heard the sound of my exhaust system, coming from my kitchen. I quickly rushed to see what the matter was. I brought a chair along and started to look at the fan system. Now people, let me give you picture of what it was. The fan was pretty high on the wall, and below that was window that peeked into the front compound and like I write before Mrs. Daisy’s house. Her doors her open with just the curtains covering it. I was working on the fan and in the meantime, she closed one door and let the curtains rest on it. So basically, the visible area was through the left side of the door. She was apparently ironing her clothes. She didn’t have an ironing board I suppose. She had laid down, two layers of bed sheets and was ironing on top of that. She was wearing a Maxi/gown while doing that. Guys like the many people who used this exact line up until now, I’m going to use it too: I did not have any bad intentions towards her, up until then. Because trust me, what happened next was sure to make all intentions go bad! She was ironing the clothes in a squatting position. Like how millions of us sit down to maybe sweep, clean, and also on the WC. I don’t know how but my eyes wandered to her house. I was cleaning and I saw her thighs. And to that, I thought, “That’s certainly a good view.” Also, the thing is, I don’t know why, maybe because the window was small or the fact that she was really into ironing, she did not see me standing and watching. She kept ironing and it required her to move a lot. Then it happened folks. She moved in such a way that her body was facing towards me and then I saw it: She was not wearing any Panties! OMG, people, it was certainly worth more than spending many more hours on the internet. Okay, the period of the year was around the hot months I believe and therefore she had taken off her inner clothing completely, I feel. There she was, wearing a pink, washed out gown and nothing underneath it. And also, because of me watching porn earlier, I wasn’t wearing anything on the inside too. My 6” penis was erect and pushing hard against my pants. Okay, Daisy had two kids aged 2 and 4 back home in India but trust me, her Vagina didn’t look it. I kept watching her as she was working and unknowingly showing me her vagina. The slight was glorious. It’s been 5 years but damn, the day is still fresh on my minds. Kept watching her for some time and then knowing how her homely condition is, I decided to make a move. I walked over to her house under the guise of talking to her. Told her how I am lonely and everything. She was asking me what I do the whole day and me being the guy bent on getting her answered that I was doing exactly what guys of my age would be doing on the internet. Then bored with the chit-chat, I told her why I was there and what made me be there. She was surprised but folks, she wasn’t pissed. She just took it like it was okay. God, I miss her! She was a sport. I told her that I had been watching her since she began ironing and that I was clearly able to see her Vagina. She shied a bit. And then I told her that I came over to her place with certain intentions. She asked me if I wanted “friendship”? I don’t even know what that meant. She didn’t romantic buddy, though. That’s for sure. I said that I am interested in something more intimate. Maybe I got too carried away in the whole thing but I don’t why I thought that it would work. She is, after all, an Indian Woman. She declined. I sort of begged her to but no, there was nothing from her end. And then, she got a bit annoyed at my insistence and I didn’t want to drag it any further. She was going out somewhere. So here it was, she knew what I wanted and I knew a little more about her. You think it ended here? Nope, it did not. After that, she used to come out and sit on her verandah stairs, working on her phone or laptop. Although I could never see her vagina through her door again but she was a tease herself. She used to come there and sit in such a way that we could see her underpants. And sometimes she would come out in her washed out, translucent gown, during the afternoons when the sun would be beaming down. Oh yes, we could see her breasts. At least the nipples were visible. 80% of them. This was during July – August of 2012. But yes, a lot more things happened when the New Year dawned on us. For that, watch out for this space. Bye for now. P.S. Pardon me, readers, if the story was lengthy and not enough was described. I am new to this. 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