Are you going to turn into my little piss slut too?" I asked."I'll be every kind of slut for you, sir," she said. "Sir, I need to shave you again. Can...I do that now?" OK," I said. "As long as you are calmer. I definitely would not want you holding any kind of blade near my cock in the state you were in before!"We got out and she dried me off, and then she shaved my balls and pubic area. It took a lot less time now that it was already short, though it had been itching recently. I can see why. She went and sat with others and started talking with others. She talked very loudly and laughed often.She was sitting on the floor and while talking she swayed much making lot of gestures with her hands. So the top portion of the saree covering her chest moved and her balls were exposed. She had good tits and my eyes got riveted on them.She noticed my looks and covered herself properly but after a few minutes again her saree dropped and her tits were exposed. Again she corrected it. But when. Then we talked and played some board games. All the while I was enchanted by her presence and I kept imagining how it will be to see her naked. On the weekday my wife and I went to work and she stayed at home. I didn’t actually wanted to go but had to. I went to the office and there also I kept thinking about her. I got a hard-on and jerked off in the washroom. I tried to complete all my work and then came home early. I knocked and Nisha opened the door.She was looking absolutely amazing. We. We scrambled out of there quickly, cursing the traffic all the way to my place.At my place we went straight for the bedroom. We kissed deeply and passionately, and we ripped our clothes off. We fell onto the bed in a strong embrace, kissing, hands all over each other, but not stopping them long at any one spot.He stopped our reckless passion. He was laying on top of me, basically, when he rose up, looked down on me, and said, "I do love you, Sochi."I smile, my heart leaped, and his lips met.