I flung my arms around her and pulled her hard against my still naked body softly telling her that I was fine and that she had nothing to apologise fo..., assuring her that far from been hurt by her actions I had wanted it to happen. She put her hands to my face and holding me away she sobbed that she was a slut and that I deserved a better mother. I pulled her harder against me and told her that I loved her o much and that I wouldn’t want any other mother than her. As I cuddled her I stroked her. Uska pati dihari majduri karta tha, jiske wajah se use auron ke ghar me kaam karna padta tha aur apni jindagi chalani padti thi. Maine us se pucha ki teeno ghar se use kitna paisa ho jata tha, to usne kaha ki teen hazar rupaye. To maine kaha ki ek kaam karo, tum mere ghar subah se shaam raha karo aur sara kaam kar diya karo, main hi tumhe teen hajar rupaye de dunga. Is baat se uske chehre pe muskaan aa gayi aur mere pair pe gir ke rone agi aur kahne lagi ki mera ye ahsaan wo kaise chuka payegi.. " She felt his hand slide ever so slowly up her thigh, and under her skirt. As it slid up, it slightly slid back. She was about to remonstrate when she realised that their very closeness was causing that. When she felt he had gone high enough, she told him to stop. She was relieved that she was wearing high cut knickers, otherwise he would have ended up actually touching them, and for some strange reason, she felt that would have been just too much.A minute or so later she spoke again. "Slowly. “Perhaps we should get off the deck,” I whispered in his ear. He nodded and took my hand in his to lead me to the elevators. Before we reached them he backed me up against a wall for another deep, fiery kiss that made my knees weak. His body crushed against mine and the bump knocked a little gasp from my lips. I moaned, so desperate for him. “I don’t even know your name,” he said. “It’s not important,” I whispered. I liked the thrill of being two strangers. His hands roamed up my thighs and.