Umm ... umm...” I stammered.Mom joined in the conversation again, saving me from further humiliation. “You should drop by our house sometime so we...can finish this little chat.”Both women looked up and around to see if anyone was paying us any attention. Fortunately, no one was standing close enough to us to overhear anything said.“When should I come? Tonight?” asked Nalini.Mom looked at me and then back to the Indian woman.“Sure,” Mom said. “Why don’t you come by after work tonight?”“I can do. Her hips pushed backward, softly rubbing against my now fully awakened member.I caressed down her tummy and pushed my leg between hers, lifting her upper leg to make room for my fingers to tease between her thighs."Oh, yes," she sighed, pressing forward against my hand.Her lips were slick with her juices as I caressed them softly. I reached down between her legs and aligned myself at her entrance."Yes," she moaned as her hips rocked again, seating me firmly inside her warm, moist tunnel.Our. " Thank you, Curt, but don't you realize that you also are overcoming my conditioning that a woman can't be sexual, certainly can't be polysexual, and can't have a devoted primary relationship if she does those things?" We embraced, and cried a bit."Now, sir, let's reinforce the idea that women can want sex. I want you to eat me to orgasm -- is that clear enough? And as an additional signal of permission, but also that it turns you on, I'm going to slip into some six-inch heels first. Of. She realised that she could never substitute for Rachel and therefore would have to accept second best. She had also liked it when Richard was bossy as all the main men in her life had been.No, she wasn't going to be a sex slave with all that bondage and pain stuff, not that she thought Richard would ever be into it. All the same, she would enjoy doing what he told her to do because she also thought that, provided she did not come on the "old Sharon", he would listen to her. She would have to.