She intially didnt recognice me. I said that i am your old student. She said ok and said me to come home to have tea. I was fully excited.I said ok. I...took her vegetable basket and went to her home. She was a widow. She had one son. She said he is doing engineering and staying at hostal. I thought i am a lucky man to enjoy her.I asked her what u do mam. She said she is principal to some college. She prepared tea. I went to kitchen and gazed her ass , it was awesome. I felt like fucking her. She shared her personal problems. I used to call her on phone when she attending her clients and make her masturbate in her parlor in the rest room.Then we decided to meet. She asked me to come to her beauty parlor from 1 to 2 pm so she can pick me and go for coffee in her car as there won t be any customers and the workers go for lunch. On a good Sunday,I went to white field where her parlor is, at 11 am itself and was roaming around the shopping mall. Then got a call from her at 12:55 pm. Annie and Caroline watched the boy eat and listened to a disorganized story that seemed like the odd-shaped pieces of a jig-saw puzzle. Mrs. Williams busied herself at the stove, but Seth could tell that she was listening, too. Between bites and gulps the boy had told them, in disjointed fragments, where he had been and what had happened since Sunday's dinner. He did not say that he wished he had not called his brother a fool. And he did not say what had happened to Corporal Wainder or where he. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and sparks flew through my body. His hands caressed my arms with feather light touches that electrified my skin. His hands slid up my arms, under my neck, and grabbed two fistfuls of my blonde hair. I gasped when he grabbed my hair, though it didn’t hurt, but it did turn me on. I couldn’t move, except for returning the kiss, until I felt him guide me around the room. When I felt the bed against the back of my legs, he pushed me down and released my hair. I.