I then glared at the head. It seemed as though I had heat ray vision as I burned up all of that evil and hate.When I finished, I was exhausted. Finall..., I just collapsed in the chair."Ben? Bennie, are you all right? Oh, my god! What happened?" I'm all right. I'm just a little tired, and I have a headache. I have a question to ask you, though. What do think about, when you think of your Uncle Patrick?" Ahh, let's see ... I remember the farm, I remember we stayed a week there one time but all I. She walked around me looking me all over.This got me a bit under the collar and she noticed this.My cock had started to get stiff and her eyes drifted to my crotch.'The jeans certainly emphasise what you have got' she said as she grabbed my cock.She rubbed it before unzipping my jeans,and taking my cock in her hand made a small gasp.She then got down on her knees and began to lick my cock from the tip to my balls,which she took in her mouth and sucked hard on.This turned me on and i was now. She took off her jacket and tossed it on my white couch.I closed my door, surprised at what she considered formal. She seemed more dressed for a dominatrix line-up.She looked at me. "Nice, you dressed up for me."Startled by her comment, I replied, "What? No, I am dressed for the dance."She shrugged, "Whatever you say, Ms. Malone."Ignoring her condescending tone and smirk, I got to the task at hand. "So let's see this resume so I can finish the reference letter."She pulled out a resume from her. Nobody ever came up to the terrace. And it was pretty late in the night. Fuck! I didn’t want to get kicked out of here. As my mind was racing I still couldn’t shake out the thought that pragati and I were all alone on that roof. (I’d refer to mrs sharma as pragati from now on.)“I’m sorry mrs sharma. I thought you guys were asleep. I’m sorry if I disturbed you. I won’t smoke here again”. I was terrified but tried my best to not show it in front of her. She looked at me. She didn’t seem so.