I become some what nervous. Seeing me nervous. She ran her hand through my hairs. And said I will send the sir and she went out of the computer room. ...t was 6-00 clock in the evening and sir came into the class. There were only two students I and one more boy. Sir said you both only but Asra was saying that 15 students are coming to class he said. Sir said that he will not take the class till half of the class comes and asked us to practice computers and left the room. The other boy who was. He said he was thirty-six but looked younger. A set-square jaw and dirty blond hair, short at the sides but with more on top and parted on the left. His smiling face radiated a Mad Men chic, an old-time movie star glamour. Six-four in his socks, he said, but that was hard to verify from his photo. He claimed to be a journalist for some Sunday broadsheet. I wasn’t sure about that either, though his written English was succinct, faultless.After exchanging emails, he and I met. He said he lived in. We were both nervous and excited and not much was said at first. He broke the silence, “This blonde has such nice lips. I bet they’d feel nice wrapped around my cock”.I wasn't sure if he could read my mind or if I was giving off some sort of vibe, so I just let him talk, all the while agreeing with him. “Man look at the ass on this one.” I said.I wasn’t really looking at the magazines but I didn’t want him to know it. About five minutes into listening to him go on my mind was thinking of. But to my surprise she turns her head when i looks her.she is house hold doing al the outside business as her husband is lazy man always stays in house and just goes for his business a maximum of 2 hrs.then i started my interested in her and take s the advantage of her lazy husband. I took more courage and started to stare her much nearer than before ,once i saw her in pink saree with touchable distance wt a beauty she has ,her boobs were perfectly placed and with her height she has.