. Do you think you could do that without me knowing? Without me allowing it?"I want you to keep practicing. Slowly. Deliberately. I want you to preten... I am your mother. I want to know what you want to do, I want to feel it. "And, then ... then ... when you go home ... I want you to do the same things to your mother. "Not all at once. Slowly. Over several times. Each time, see how far you can go, how far she lets you go before stopping you ..."He was so quiet."You want to do that, don't. Raj and I did it together. We invited Neil but he refused. The rest of the day passed as usual.The next day was a Sunday, and my parents were due tomorrow. Raj came and woke me up with a kiss. Later as I entered the kitchen, Neil was there, but apparently with no memory of what had happened yesterday. I thought that he must be embarrased at what he did and that maybe he'll open up later. But I was wrong. It was 9:00 pm and nor Raj neither Neil showed any signs of wanting to do anything sexual.. .. it was WET! Shit, it soaked through. Crap, I'm just going to let some out and relieve some pressure. So I relaxed for a second and let another HUGE spurt of piss out! it spurted through my tight pants and I felt the hot liquid hit my feet & ankle. I kept my purse in front of me & no one noticed "ok... maybe I'll make it" but the line hasn't moved much & there was still like 20 ppl ahead. The next 10 minutes, I didnt' dare look down to attract attention and just kept talking like my crotch. So, it all changed from here. I started staring random guys in my office, my locality, my neighbors or hot guys in the gym. Trust me guys, we do enjoy it, we love checking out hot guys in random places and workplace. And we don’t reflect it in our activities as we maintain our image.I knew Akshat was my love and all this was wrong but it was not something that I could have controlled. I purposely started going out with my colleagues in a group to spend some time together and we all can get to.