Now say: Im sorry for disrespecting you Shorty, sir. You are the man, while I am a worthless piece of shit. It will never happen again. Say it or your... going to jail buddyboy. I tried to drop my voice a bit so Kelly couldnt hear. She was looking at me imploringly. Please dont make me say that Shorty&hellip, Say it bitch! Im ashamed to say that I stood there and repeated those humiliating words down the phone to him, even with my beautiful wife watching. Shorty laughed loudly to hear me do it.. To do this she had to remove her clothes, of course, starting with the sweat-dampened t-shirt, pulling it over her head, revealing her large breasts, shiny with sweat. Then the holey sweat pants, the crotch soaked with sweat and pussy juice, the soft patch of pubic hair also glistening with sweat and pussy juice. She pauses to admire herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door, ‘fuck yea, you are a SEXY bitch’ another giggle, then to work. She grabs a length of rope from the box. Now, I look at, think of and sometimes flirt with men all the time, without allowing it to get serious. I sometimes wonder if this started because of the presence of my grandson who is nearly always shirtless in the house and not averse to sometimes wandering about in his underwear, and he seems to always have a semi hardon. On one such horny day, I’d been moving about the house doing this and that, a little bit tipsy after two glasses of wine, when I ventured downstairs and saw the old. I was really thrilled by the sight of her cleavage & wanted to see more. I removed her blouse & slid her saree with her petticoat. She was stark naked (maids here do not wear bra or panties) & had covered her face with her hands. I pulled her hands, kissed her on her lips & made her sit on my bed. I started sucking her left nipple & pressed her right boobs. She was in pain & asked me to leave. But I couldn’t control myself & started sucking harder.She started making erotic noises like.