A day came when it was her elder daughter’s birthday (8 yo). She called me and told me to help her decorate her home, I happily went and started hel...ing her, while blowing balloons the handle of air pump got stuck and she called me to help to make it normal so that she can continue blowing balloons, I went and I saw her big butts in kurta and leggings from behind , I was purposely pulling handle so hard that my knees could touch her butts and when it got back normal I purposely hit her left. Looking down she expected to see that she was restrained in some way, but she sat completely unfettered. "You'll find that you're becoming aroused as we chat more. You're already dripping wet, and you're nipples are hard and aching." Even as he spoke she could feel the unmistakable swelling inside her pussy, the action forcing a dribble of wetness to slip from her and down towards her arse. Her nipples, she saw were hard and straining."I'll explain a few more things, but first I need you to. Now I stood, garbed in a suit jacket and shirt that were tent-like on my miniscule body, and black dress socks, now quite loose and gathering at my ankles. I felt the cool air conditioned air swirling about my naked legs and even naked-er feeling crotch.Steve had a satisfied smile on his face. He towered over me. I guessed my height was now only about 5 feet tall, perhaps even a bit less. And I probably weighed less than a hundred pounds now. Looking up at him, I felt tiny and weak and?. What my father must have gone through. If my mom was ever asked if she ever cheated, though, I am absolutely sure she checked the box for ‘no.’ See, my parents had gone through a couple of rough years prior to the divorce, and they were frequently fighting over anything and everything. I usually found someplace else to be when that happened. I’m sure my mother’s thought process would be that she didn’t cheat, ‘not really,’ because the marriage was over and dead and my dad just hadn’t realized.