I had just retired and we were planning of shifting to Bangalore, as my son and his wife wanted to settle down there. My son was married to a very cha...ming girl called Nisha, since 3 years. Nisha is a very easy going and frank type of girl. But somehow, even after 3 years of married life she had not got pregnant. It was a touchy subject to raise but one day my wife asked her if anything was wrong. Nisha said that there was nothing wrong with her. Maybe it was something to do with my son, who. For one thing, you are going to have the opportunity to watch my body be made to perform in ways which neither of us has imagined. Secondly, it is you as much as I who will be the ultimate beneficiary, since I assume that by the time my trainer leaves, we will both ready to take over where she leaves off. Finally, you must be aware that, in spite of my bravado, I'm scared to death. It is not easy for me to accept that I am giving another woman license to control my body and its sexual. "I suspected you might feel like that. Most boys in this country havebeen raised that way. However in spite of your upbringing it doesn'tmean what I want you to do is wrong. After all we're only talking aboutsome clothes. It doesn't change who you are inside or even affect yoursexual orientation. People have been wearing clothes for thousands ofyears. You really believe if you put on a dress it will have some greatimpact on civilization, considering half the population already wearsthem?" Trish. I stood up and pulled it off over my head, as I was doing so I suddenly felt eager fingers on my belt, and trouser button. Before she had it undone she pulled them down, including my boxer shorts and the button went flying off to some dark corner of the room. Her lips immediately moved to my now erect penis. I looked down to see her teasing me with my tongue as she struggled with the own shorts in the position that she had taken. I pulled her up and again pulled her around in my arms so.