I pretended I didn't see her 

But I became agitated 

When I saw her in the crack of the door 

Getting ready for the function at home

She was my मौसी 

She had come over after many years

To say she was hot would be an understatement

Her voluptuous structure with her cascading tresses

And the swell of her bosom 

We cousins literally feasted over her sumptuous details

And then I saw her in her bra

With the saree flowing carelessly over her

The crevice of her spine was an art in itself

My hands trembled as a chill spread on my flesh 

Before she could catch me red handed

I left

I couldn't focus on the event 

My eyes followed her everywhere

And then I sneaked into her room

Her lingerie was lying on the bed

Inhaling her sweaty fragrance 

I masturbated.

©LR