Her name was Rekha.Rekha used to wear saree every day with semi-sleeveless and back-exposed blouse. So, every time she turned back to write on the boa...d, I used to get a hard erection looking at her sexy back and her body structure. I was waiting for the college to get over so I could jerk off thinking of her sexy body.One day, I was in the class waiting for her to enter the classroom. Rekha teacher entered wearing a black saree with a backless blouse and the saree was low enough to get a good. He was shocked when she interrupted to say, ‘It’s okay. I like Puccini.’ He looked over at her a moment and back to the street, having hit the brakes a little too hard at a red light. He stuttered, ‘You like Puccini?’ She turned to stare at him, ‘Yeah, I do. So, sue me.’ He glanced in her direction, then forward again and laughed. She gritted her teeth, ‘What’s so damned funny? Think a suburban girl is too stupid to know who Puccini is?’ He shook his head. ‘No, just thought a girl who. I would get aroused then.” She, “No, but I want to play.” I said, “Ok.” She, “Just roll in front.” I rolled in front as I was sleeping on back side. While she brought a black cloth and tide it on my eyes. Then, she brought two ropes and tied my hands to the bed. I said, “What you doing all this?” She, “Just preparing for the play.” I was feeling lazy, so I didn’t opposed much and let her do her work.She put her hand on my legs and lifted my skirt towards up. And, slowly she was rubbing my legs,. We are greeted by one of the stylists. She asks you what we are there for. I speak up: “Manicure and pedicure, shampoo and possible low lights...for her.” She smiles and looks at you: “Okay, follow me.” You two walk away and she places a vinyl wrap around you and then settles you into the chair to shampoo your hair. Meanwhile, I walk over to the nail carousel and browse through the colors. As I walk over, I am asked by one of the technicians if I need any help. The sound of her sweet Asiatic.