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Contd....

From that day onwards, I use to tease to him with flashes of my bra and boobs (if he was lucky) but it always stayed that way. I would serve them drinks while they watch movies and Sarawan will always be the first one to notice me enter, which was quite cute of him. I would bend down a bit, positioning myself in front of Sarawan to set the tray of drinks and reward Sarawan for the attention he was giving me. I also realized that he would frequent the toilet soon after that and it was no brainer to guess what he was doing there. One day, on a weekday, I had to drop by home for some work. It was the summer holidays and I was not expecting my sons and their friends to be at home but they were at home making plans for their trip overseas. As I went upstairs to get my file from my study room, I noticed that the bedroom door was open, which was not the norm. I slowly opened the door and explored the room and things seem to be in order. Then I heard a faint sound coming from the bathroom and I creeped in and saw Sarawan jerking off with my silk negligee wrapped around his dick and sniffing my soiled lace panty and calling my name "Deborah... Deborah... I love you, you are so HOT....". I was really shocked by that scene. Suddenly, Sarawan sensed the presence of someone in the room and turned around in horror to find me with my arms folded and giving him a stern look. He was stunned for few seconds, which must have seemed like an eternity for him - poor Sarawan, he just had a brain freeze! He removed my silk negligee, which was now moist with his pre-cum and threw it at the laundry basket, along with my panty. You ought to have seen his dick shrink within seconds, in front of my eyes - I was quite amused by that. He apologized profusely, "I am very sorry, Aunty Deborah. I am very sorry....", with his voice cracking, almost to the brink shedding tears. He did not look up to me and rushed out of the bathroom. Even I was shocked over the whole incident. After I gained composure, I gave some light touches of make-up and headed downstairs. Sarawan was not around. I really sympathized for Sarawan - I thought to myself that I should have at least let him reach the climax. Later that evening, I learned from John that Sarawan pulled out from the trip. And that was the last I saw of him as he stopped coming to our house. Not sure if it was the guilt or embarrassment of being caught by one's friends' mom with the pants down, in the most awkward position.

(To be continued...)