“Good idea!” she said with a warm smile, “Would you like to join me?” “I’d love to!” he said. He followed her to the bathroom, watching ...er round bum jiggle with every step she took. By the time he stood behind her at the shower curtain, he had a raging hard-on. When it poked her between the ass cheeks, she looked down at it with a smile. “Someone’s getting naughty,” she commented with a grin. “You are too,” he said. “I am?” she asked. Jeff reached for the wet folds of her vagina with his. "The new girl, named – uh – Tyballa or whatever?"Ms. Christensen turned to me. The speaker was a young woman wearing a floral dress. She sat on the other side of a counter behind a desk, and there were many strange apparatuses and devices on the desks and tables. The walls were wood paneled and very flat.I curtsied. "Hello, miss. I'm Tyballa. Pleased to meet you."She blinked three times."Uh – yeah. The dean wants to see you, I guess."Ms. Christensen took my arm."Come Tyballa. I'll show you the. As she unbuttoned she thought about what it would be like to go to work without a bra. How erotic and scandalous it would be. As she thought about this her pussy began to get warm.With her shirt unbuttoned, she looked into the mirror as she took her shirt off. She had medium sized boobs but they were perky and gave good cleavage when she wanted to show them off. She reached behind her back and unclipped it. The bra sagged in front of her body and she let them slip down her arms. She looked at. Tamanna was sitting on the floor near the oven, fanning herself with an old newspaper. Her body was glistening with sweat. She was waiting for her husband, who would soon return after a strenuous day at the farm.Life was no less than a tyranny for the 24-year-old Tamanna. Her husband Kanhaiya was a 28 years old drunkard who was otherwise a hardworking farmer. They were married to each other exactly one year back and they had already lost the romance between them, thanks to the cruel village.