I blushed, guessing it was probably said just to make me feel better. I walked to the door with her, wishing to never let go. She kissed me again, but...more gently, then left. I stood staring through the glass of the door until she was completely out of sight. I got onto the computer on my moms account. She was not computer savvy at all so her password was very easy 1qwertyui. I used her account for anything mine was blocked to do because all I needed to do was delete the history when I was done. There seemed to be a slight attraction between us butit more of a big sister kind of relationship developing with her giving me advice on work and things like that. She was somewhat of a mentor atwork and that seemed to extend to our developing personal life.Needless to say, as soon as I shut the door to my apartment I strippeddown to just her panties. I then went and got my black thigh highs,heels, and black camisole and quickly got dressed. I was arousedimmediately and began to fondle myself. Par mujhe ek baat samjh nhi aayi apne meri bra wahan kyun chodne ko kaha or apke sperm se bhara condom bhi wahin chod diya” tab sir ne kaha. ” tera alok wahan jaata hai or dekhta hai ki kuch mil jaye. Aaj usse teri bra mil gayi hogi or mera use kiya hua condom bhi”. Yeh sunke mere hosh udd gaye ki sir ne mujhe batane k liye yeh sab kiya. Or harsha sharma kar fir sir ka lund chosne lagi..10min k blowjob k baad harsha ko sir ne uthaya or sofe pe baitha diya uski panty utark fhek di or uski chud. I wanted to crawl away and cry for hours. I began to sob softly into my master’s ass as I worked to get it clean. My wife mocked my tears and laughed at my torment. She called me a fag and a sissy. Called me an asslicker and a cocksucker. Told me I wasn’t even a man any longer and that I would soon be put in my place. I shuddered to think what place could be worse than the one I now found myself in. John commented on how good my face fit into his ass, almost like they were made for each other..