" I started, then I stopped and tried again. "There isn't anything to apologise for. It is actually very flattering. It should be me being sorry for g...tting you so frustrated. I shouldn't have undressed like that in front of you." But, I am very pleased that you did. You know in all the time we were together, I haven't once seen your breasts, or any other part of you naked. And now all of a sudden, when we aren't together anymore, I see it all. It just makes me even more sorry for what I missed. He almost fainted right there. That time, she seemed to enjoy howflustered he?d become. He blushed furiously and didn?t know where to look. Whenhe got up to leave the train, he felt her eyes on him and heard her giggle. The moreshe teased him ? and there was no other word for it, she was definitely a tease? the more she obsessed him. He planned whole evenings around fantasizing abouther, wanking himself off again and again. He toyed with the idea of takingsurreptitious mobile phone photos of. She was gone when i woke. I still had my t-shirt on and my jeans were still around one ankle. My cock, however. Was laying across my thigh for the whole world to see. My mind was not working to well about now. I was in a dreamland thinking about what i had just done. I had screwed my best friends mother, eaten her pussy and received a great cocksucking in return. I sat up when i heard the shower running. I walked to the bathroom door and called out. ‘Mrs. Sumathi can i come in?” “yes of course”. I had hoped that she would swing towards the ‘fun’ instead of the husband. She was still a popular dancer, and brought in a good crowd for the nights she worked. I just couldn’t get her to do special services anymore. Except for the three parties that she felt obligated to do for me. Those were extra special indeed. I think she knew that it would be her last flings so to speak, so she really went all out during them. The first party was some associates of mine who were trying to get some slack.