I wondered if it would ever return. I dried off next to my locker and the attendant came back in with a fresh towel. “Wrap this on and go to room 3....��Room 3 was a tiny booth and it glowed like a photographer’s darkroom. The red light pierced my retinas. There was no where to sit. One wall had a large basketball-sized hole in it. The wall opposite had two handles bolted to it. A voice came over the speaker.“Remove your towel and keep your ass pressed against the opening. Don’t move away from the. I don't know which of us was more shocked. I know that my heart just stopped dead. My brain froze. I couldn't move. A million thoughts raced through my mind. Should I bolt out of the room? Begin to "confess?" Leave with as much dignity as I could muster? Pretend there was nothing wrong? Cry? Promise I'd never do it again? I wanted to do all of these things and needed to do something but I couldn't move or speak.Kathleen was equally paralyzed. Her mouth was open as she stared at me. . I had taught her what i liked and she knew exactly how to stroke my dick.She would lightly stroke it up and down then every so often clamp a little tighter and milk pre cum out and rub her palm over the top and spread the pre cum over the entire shaft up and down making it slick and wet. Every so often i would bring up mens photos for Linda to see thinking she would like that. Their hard cocks in her face and im sure she enjoyed them from her movements. This one of the most. She agreed and said I could stay. Aman left and I was very happy as now I would be alone with her. I continued working, while Mrs. Lal was over looking for any mistakes.All of a sudden she started asking about my personal life and if I had a girlfriend. I told “ No ma’am! I’m a little shy and I don’t know how to approach girls. I’ve never dated anyone!” She was shocked hearing this and said “ Surya how can someone as handsome as you, not have a girlfriend!I would have definitely dated u if I.