(Conservative lingerie then is now quite exotic and erotic compared to today’s unisex, cotton-dominated lingerie choices.)While k** brother was taki...g his morning nap and mom was cleaning the kitchen, I would go straight to Kate’s bedroom and her panty drawer. I would grab 2 pair of her tap pants (often pink and black, because that was a popular fashion mix back then) and head to her closet. Inside, I would drop my shorts and underpants (remember, summer time meant no shirts) and pull those. Monroe?" I replied, sure that I'd misheard her."I said, get on your knees and crawl under my desk."She leaned her head to the side and rested her chin on her upturned palm, then absentmindedly pointed downwards with her other hand. My gaze followed her motion as she slowly crossed her legs beneath the desk. The oppressive silence of the room was interrupted by the soft swish of her nylon covered thighs brushing together, the gentle brush of a lover's caress."I'm not sure I understand," I said,. I decided to leave but voice raised from kitchen that don’t go Munna, please have lunch here and more over I need to go with you for small shopping around. I feel happy and stay back with small ray of hope, we all have lunch and children’s went to school. As per the habit aunty prepared decoction after lunch and offers me to take, and bends at me but this time she intentionally loosed her pallu, removed all her buttons of her blouse. I was stunned with her action but unable to control myself. “Why are you texting in my class, Kathy? You know I have a no phone rule.” “Sorry, I was talking to my brother about something important.” I told her. “Then you won’t mind if I read it out to the class then. If it’s that important.” “No!!” I shouted at her. I knew if she read my phone, then all hell would break loose. I shut my phone off as quick as possible, so she couldn’t read anything. “Give me your phone. NOW” Mrs. Stevens was practically shouting at me. I handed her my phone, feeling very.