I did not stop him. And that was the signal Sree was waiting for.When the erotic scene finished, Sree took my hand. I did not protest. My sexual hormo...es worked overtime and I lost full control of my body to Sree, perhaps willingly, for I longed for being dominated and feeling submissive. Sree led me to his bedroom and I followed. He opened the wardrobe and took out his mother’s pink sari, blouse, petticoat, bra, and panty. I understood what he wanted so I asked him to wait outside. I closed. “We booked our rooms separately. And we did that intentionally so that you wouldn’t tempt me,” Savita said in a stern voice.“It’s just a coincidence, Savita. We called to make our reservations about the same time, remember?” Alex said in a timid tone.Alex and Savita had to attend a convention that evening. Savita was not giving Alex any attention she used to give him before.“What do you want to do next? A little dinner? Some drinks? Some dancing, and then” Alex asked as they walked.“I’m. Myreputation was at stake. Who knew where this could lead?Mom laid the panties on my lap and pulled a long cream colored nightgownwith pink lace from the bag. "I thought you could lock you door at nightwhen you go to bed. That way...well, you know. Isn't it just darling?"It was darling. Even if I didn't say so, which I didn't, the gown wasbeautiful, and I wanted so badly to put it on. I couldn't believe it wasreally mine! But how could I take it. She'd know the truth about me ifI did. . Well 2 weeks passed. Everything with me and margret was normal. We would still do it and i would give her pantyhose feet massage. I still loved it so much. But i couldn't stop thinking about Peter and what he thought about it all. He had been texting and calling me almost everyday. I didn't pick up the phone or respond to his text´s. I was too embarrassed. But one day i got text from him that meant more than the others just saying that he wanted to hang. This was more serious. It said. My dear.