There was a realpurpose for those rules. Those responsible for us needed us tounderstand they were ready to put themselves in harm's way to protectus....They had to trust us to do as we were told to make it easier toprotect us. And that meant following directions without question.Were we slaves? To a degree, Yes. But we were willing slaves I realized.Anyone of us could just up and walk out at any time. But then wherewould we be? Homeless, living on the streets selling ourselves to getmoney to. Meri height 5’7” or size 38-30-36 hai. Ek din mai chatt per khadi thi to tabhi wo piche se aaye or mujhe chumne lage. Mai bhi unhe respond ker rahi thi. Fir dheere-dheere wo mere boobs dabane lage. Unke hoth mere hoth se chipke hue the. Fir dheere dheere unke hoth thode alag hue or unka jibh mere muh me jane laga fir humare jibh ek dosre se khel rehe the. Tabhi achanak barish suru ho gai. Or hum dono bhigne lage. Per ye bhigne ka maza hi kuch or tha. Humdono poore bhige hue the or ek dusre se. It was when my wife’s interest in bed started going downhill that I realized how attractive Suruchi was. But I avoided any more feelings considering that as my sexual frustration.It was during her daughter’s birthday party that the attraction turned into something else. We were celebrating the birthday, she was wearing a typical kurta and jeans but was showing some cleavage which she had never done before. I was trying really hard not to look at that out of fear of being caught. I could not. Which part of a woman’s body do you like most? Wait, let me guess, you’re a leg man, right?”Now she was pushing it. My best option was to push back.“Yes, Mom, I’m a leg man,” I answered flatly. “There, I said it. Can we drop it now?”To my amazement, she didn’t stop there.“With or without pantyhose?” she said, pushing me to my wit’s end. By then, I was jerking off so hard if she hadn’t already gathered the state I was in, she was only seconds from figuring it out. “Definitely with pantyhose,” I.