“Maybe, but you do smell good.”The dancing had made me warm so I took off my tank-top and fanned my face with my hand. Again he sniffed the air.�...Did you just take off your top?” a smile grew on his face.“Wow, how did you know?”“I can smell the soap you used and the smell is strong now.”“That’s amazing, have your others senses increased as well?”Steve shook his head, “not really. I have always had a keen sense of smell.”“Well, I better go and do the dishes.”“Yes, you do that.”I left him alone. Then i would sneek into her room and into the closet... and wait. i was scared to death... my heart was beating so hard i felt likr it could explode... but i climbed in, my back to the wall and hid behind her hanging clothes, waiting, and waiting, o m g it was only about 10 minutes but it seemed like it was an eternity. my cock was hard and in my hand ready to go when i heard the shower shut off. them out came my mom... she had wrapped her hair up in a towel and had another one. This would be one of her relaxing times and it usually included me "helping her relax". "My mistress" I said bowing to her. The bottom of my dress pulled up to show that I wasnt wearing any panties. "Hello my little slut follow me its time for relaxing" Andrea said and walked to her room in which I followed egarly. She was about 5" 9' and I was 5" 6' and she stood over me with her menicing glare. "Get down and lick my heels" she told me in a comanding voice. "Yes mistress" I. Her hair was open and fell to her waist in a nice straight manner, and the saree wrapped around her figure in a very seductive yet formal manner. The glimpse of her ample breast and smooth navel immediately gave me a hard-on. Somehow, I managed to hide my feelings and smile at bhabhi and ask her to get into the car.While putting the seat belt on, I think she noticed my hard on over and all the way from her home to the parlour, she kind of had this naughty and mysterious smile which I was not.