Her perfume was a bit strong, I noticed. She appeared to be in her late thirties or maybe forties as her friend looked about the same age.I did not wa...t to have another beer and I was halfway finished with my second one. So, I pretended to sip at it, to make the evening last a bit longer and see where my luck lay.The two women began talking and the one next to me said something about how some son of a bastard - her words - fucked her over. She was not pleasant about her mood, I surmised, and I. Mausi wahan sa uth ka kitchen main chale gaeen or mana is baar tang par tang rakh lee or poora lan bahar nikal deya or TV dakhna laga. Ab maausi wapis ae or mara samna peeth kar ka late gae or us ke nighty thoree see upar uth gae jis mausi ki gand thore nazar ana lagi main ya dakh kar lan ko masalna laga thore dar main mausi achanak mare taraf muree or mujha lan masalta huva dakh leya to boli isee leya mana tumha kaha tha tum bara ho gaa ho. Main Nazar neecha kar ka mausi ka pass zameen par. Wonderful, one would think, and wonderful it is. In the beginning. After that one would get impatient, and so did I. I wanted him to maul my boobs, I wanted him to choke me and pull my hair, I wanted to see lust in eyes and I wanted his cock- not a penis to make love to- but a cock a big fat cock, to fuck me. But he was a gentleman, and he wouldn’t do anything that would shatter his ‘graceful lady’ image of me, and I was a lady, and no matter how much I screamed in my mind for him to fuck me,. Take some time to look at your new life. Butnot too long, I still have plans for the rest of the evening."She left the room and started up the stairs, carrying my clothes in herarms. I was left, nude with the glasses, standing in the maid'squarters, totally overcome by the events that had just transpired.Standing there, hesitating, I looked in the mirror over the counter,trying to decide what to do. All I could see was my cock stickingstraight out, as stiff and erect as it had ever been. .