We had acted out our fantasies, he was my teacher and I was his naughty student. He would smack my ass to teach me a lesson. He was the police officer...handcuffing me to the bed, so I wouldn't escape while he did a full body examination. He was always in control. I liked it. I began to rub harder and faster, images shooting through my mind. The moaning, the pleasure and the hot sweaty bodies rubbing against each other. I rubbed even faster and my body began to shake with pleasure and one final. As we reached our hotel it was a 5 star hotel, we checked in d room ordered our food and we started enjoying each other we had a good round of sex in d shower and later on d bed. We slept only for 3 hours. In d morning she started getting ready and she was looking very sexy in her backless blouse and saree.As we reached our relatives house we started greeting our close relatives. Chanda always use to try to stare at me and make me stare at her. On one such occasion I took her to empty room and. I finally felt her push back."What?" I finally said.She stood up.And, looking at me, she pulled up her shirt.Holy fucking shit.For a women that was as petite as she was, she had a nice fucking set of boobs. She said nothing. She just looked at me sitting on the couch. And she unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled her pants down to the ankles.Hannah stepped out of her jeans.She stood there wearing nothing but a pair of black bikini panties and a black bra showing her incredibly nice boobs. She had a. Somehow she knows. I don't know how. I can see my innocent act isn't fooling her, though.She ignored my protestations of innocence and said, "Answer my question."I took a deep breath and thought about what I should tell her. I don't want to tell her about the man in the park. I know how she'll react to that. I don't want her to be worried about some sexual predator lurking in the bushes less than a block from our home. I know the things the man with the camera did, the things which set into.