She gazes into my eyes. I went into a state of shock, confused.“I have seen the way you have been looking at me since the day I moved in next door�....I feel like my heart just sank into my stomach, the first time in my life I feel trap.“She knew it all along”. I thought to myself.Zoua’s pretty face was so close to my face, her nose inches away from mine.“Do you have nothing to say in your defense?”. She asks.“Alright, you caught me”. I come clean.“Since the day I saw you, all I could ever think. ”“That’s something between my husband and me and none of your business!” she quipped while reaching for her discarded dress. “I have to go, I’m late picking up my daughter.”“You know your pussy is so tight it actually hurt to fuck you.”“Well it was no bed or roses for me either, Charles!” She retorted huffing as she spoke. Movement to her left caught her attention just as someone tapped on the window with a flashlight. She turned to see a police officer standing there and felt her heart. Once again I must have fallen asleep and once again woke up to mom making breakfast. And once again the sheets were totally off and I was laying there nude on the bed. I don't know how mom didn't see that. When I got up, she still had on the nightie and now the one button was fastened again. But I could still see through the fabric and got another hard-on seeing her every curve. She changed while I was in the bathroom and we had another cheery breakfast and nothing was said about her waking up. The pod AI took its cue and started the music. Nurbaiti opened Mark's robe and started to lick him slowly.As the music started she danced. She started slowly, the sort of dance she had done at her wedding. Then she began to get wilder; she smiled at the thought of what Omar's mother would say if she could see her now. She had nothing on under her kameez and made sure Mark was aware of it as she shook her breasts at him. Her nipples were getting erect from the friction against the cloth. When.