In my forties, I thought, must be something pre-menopausal. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a slim, petite brunette, with a few crows-feet, but lif... in her hazel-green eyes. I had a career, I had a home. I also had a very active fantasy life. This was the first time I had tried to make the fantasy real. It couldn't hurt to go to lunch in a public place with this polite fellow, who wrote funny, sexy emails. I didn't know what to expect from him when I agreed to meet at the restaurant. He was. Then Reena bhabhi entered the room at full speed. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out at the same speed. While coming out, she said, ‘Latch the door at least’.” Nikhil was still blushing.“Initially, I thought bhaiya was beating bhabhi. That is why she was moaning. I asked Reena bhabhi why they were fighting. She told me they would resolve their issues, and I should not tell this to anyone.” Nikhil explained further.“Oh, my innocent baby,” I said, making a cute face.“I felt tickling in my. Her submission is amazing, and perhaps a tale for another day.As a part of the scene, I ordered her to use her panties to clean the slut puddle she had so eagerly created. Then, I instructed her to place the panties in a plastic bag and to mail them to me first thing in the morning. She did as I asked, but overslept Wednesday morning, forgetting to finish her assignment by mailing the package to me.Obviously, although meaning well, my slut needed to learn a lesson. She tries very, very hard to. She had told him she was 18 now, but he still acted like she was a little girl who needed her big brother to look after her. Amber wondered if Jake wasn’t part of the reason why she never went to any school dance or ever had a boyfriend. She was brought back to the present when the guy from the rodeo suddenly grabbed her hand and entwined his fingers with her own. Amber didn’t have small fingers, but in his hand they looked small. She looked up at him and he just smiled making her want to melt.