I didn’t bother trying to hide my erection, I saw Lucy turning pink again as she saw it, I smiled at her then noticed that she kept looking. I thoug...t, ‘I bet she’s never seen a hard cock.’Gradually my erection softened and by the time Auntie called to say it was dinner time it just looked half-hard. Auntie was already in the house by the time we wandered back, she was doing a salad for dinner. I loved dinner at Auntie’s she always allowed me a glass of wine, to be honest I didn’t particularly. "No, she doesn't and neither does Dad. I've really wanted to tell them about Amanda and I, for several months now. But I'm too scared of how they'll react." Why do you want to tell them? Why not just keep it a secret?" Because I'm tired of having to hide it! I'm tired of not being able to kiss Amanda when she's here. If I had been dating a boy for over a year, Mom and Dad would understand he and I would kiss and maybe fool around a little. But with Amanda, I always have to be so careful and. “Of course, Linda. Anything for you.”The stockroom was lit only by the security light. In the shadows I held the red toe-peep shoe up to my nose. Never before have I been able to fully appreciate one of Linda’s real shoes. I could still smell Linda’s scent and feel her warmth still on the soft leather inner-sole. Stroking my cock, I pictured her scarlet toes. Brushing my tongue along the sole of the shoe I got the bitter taste of heaven, my heaven. And that was enough to send me over the edge.. We enquired with our neighbour and through their reference; we hired a servant maid Rani.She was 19 year old and her family including her sister and mother were working as maids in the colony. Now let me describe her in short. She was black in colour, with a lean structure and very small size tits and boobs. But her face structure is such that she will look like a homely girl with above average structure. She used to come in half saree, which is a traditional south Indian dress. Initially, I.