I slid my hard nipple back in my bra, slightly relieved as I was beginning to feel like I would orgasm if I teased it anymore, my body was aching and ... was wishing Abram was here to take me over my desk, I was yearning to feel his hard cock part my wet pussy lips now.I slid back in my chair knowing what was coming next, but was powerless to stop, Abram had me exploring my body for the first time in decades and I was loving it.“move your chair back from your desk and show me those beautiful long. I sensed that she was a very honest woman.All the way up the hill from the lake, she had maintained that she hadn’t grabbed my dick. Why would she lie?I didn’t want to believe the conclusion I’d come to: she wouldn’t lie. And that could only mean...“Paul, honey, are you okay?” Mom asked.I looked into her eyes. Were they the eyes of the woman who’d held my hard dick in her hand this afternoon? Who’d held onto my hardness so she could keep stroking me?I was appalled that a part of me, an. I started the trimmer and slowly started to cut the hair. Within no time, I cleared Vallyemma’s armpit. It was so dark like chocolate. I acted like I was removing the hair and touched her bare armpit with my fingers. I got a shock through my body as I touched her smooth, dark armpit.“Show me the next one, Vallyemma.” She lifted the other hand. I finished that too after some time. She lifted both her armpits and checked in the mirror.“How is it son?” she asked.Me: They look so beautiful,. Her shoulder length brown hair was a mess. The morning sun was peering into her window making her squint her pretty blue eyes.She got up for a nice warm shower to sooth her aching body. A cup of coffee and a bagel was her usual breakfast. She read the morning paper in her quiet little apartment that morning. She decided to make herself a cup of warm tea and take some Midol for her aching lower back. It was times like these she wish she'd been born a man.She cleaned up the place a bit knowing.