“You’ll have to stop or else I won’t be able to control myself.” That sounded good to me, but I knew that our friends would awake if we starte... fucking. So we rolled over away from each other. I didn’t sleep much that night.The next morning I played the same act that I was still asleep when everyone awoke. Priti knew my intentions and she came to me when I was alone in the bedroom. She was wearing a purple sari which hugged her sexy hips and exposed her soft brown belly. Just the sight of her. My butt had accommodated the new toy and now I was looking at myself. MyMistress had dressed me. This was her control extended to another aspectof our relationship. I walked closer to the mirror and felt thedifference of the slight heel but was startled by the reflection. I couldsee the straps of the undershirt beneath the shirt. She wanted me to bedifferent than all the other guys I knew. She wanted me to dress for herrather than be like the others."How are you doing serge? Do you need a. That time i heard a walking sound of Sumathi wid her anklet in legs. I run inside bathroom and undressed. Sumathi came to ask some curd. So called me i didn’t reply. So she came inside and tried to curd. I came outside in nude frm the bathroom, she saw me, and turned. I’m acted innocently. Ohh sorry aunty I didn’t notice u. She said its ok, I’m taking some curd. Wher is ur mom she asked. I said they wer went out, she said ok!!! And went away!! She didn’t even saw after that sight till the. I let my son masturbate in my bed while I lay next to him and kissed him. All because the minuteman failed to meet my expectations on every level and left me feeling sexually used and unfulfilled.What I did with John was not even close to half of what I had imagined doing with Peter. But I got more sexual satisfaction from John’s kisses than Peter’s cock being shoved up my pussy.Despite my apprehension about seeing Peter again, I got to work on time. It was time for the morning coffee break.