Fucked dad’s friend’s daughter

I didn’t say anything. Then, she went to her room to change clothes. She came back wearing a T-shirt and shorts – her breasts were clearly visible. I couldn’t help but stare, and she noticed me looking. After dinner, everyone went to sleep. My aunt and uncle stayed in the guest room, Shweta and my sister shared a room, and Ayush slept on the floor in my room. My room had a carpet, and I often spread a bedsheet on it to study or sometimes even sleep there.

The next morning, we all had breakfast and went out again for sightseeing. But Shweta didn’t come because she had a headache. So, only I, Shweta, and the maid were at home. I told the maid that I was going to a friend’s house and asked her to make lunch for Shweta. Since Shweta was resting, I left without telling her.

I returned around 4 pm. Shweta was watching TV. “Is your headache better?” I asked. “Yes,” she replied. As I turned to leave my room, she said, “Don’t want to eat lunch?” “I already ate at my friend’s place,” I said. Then the maid came in and told me, “Shweta is still waiting for you to have lunch with her.” I had said I would eat later, but she insisted, “I want to eat with you.”