The sweet potatoes were planted, and we were ready when St. Patrick's Day came to plant all of the rest of the potatoes.We were into the last of April...when Benson wanted me to come to town early one morning. I cleaned up and wore khakis and a nice shirt for a look different than fatigues or BDUs. Denise wasn't in the office, so Benson looked out and said, "Come in here and talk to me, Mike."Benson scrambled around and poured me a cup of old coffee, but it was hot so wasn't totally undrinkable.. They were from outside the Bangalore. They had come to Bangalore for some official work.They were searching the good hotel to stay in Bangalore for a couple of days. They enquired with me about the hotel and I suggested one hotel Name near to that area which I was aware. While talking both were very much sweet. While chatting I am impressed on Sanjana to talk further. While discussion was going on I was seeing her with full of lust.In discussion they also requested me to come to hotel so I also. Pata sab tha sex ke baare mein, ki chudai kya hota hai, kaise karte hain waghera waghera. 1-2 baar doston ke ghar blue film dekhi thi.Par kabhi chudai kari nahi thi. College time mein meri hostel ki room mate ka boyfriend tha. Usne chudai bhi kari thi uske sath bohut baar. Bas usi ki kahaniya suni thi maine aur kabhi kabhi ungli kar liya karti thi jab mann hota tha.To hua aisa ki mere ek cousin ki shadi fix hui. Ladki Chandigarh, Punjab ki thi aur saare functions bhi wahin the. Hume bhi. "This may sound like a strange thing to ask..." He added tentatively. "But can I see them properly?" He asked."See them properly?" I repeated, taken aback by his question."Yes." My breasts?" Yes, I want to see them properly, both of them." He smiled."But, but I'm your mum..." So?" Well, I, I err...I don't know, It's just wrong." I stuttered."Says who?" He asked, his eyes fixed lustily on my exposed nipple.I covered up. He looked crest fallen, that same doe eyed expression he'd used since he was.