. Kuch time aisa hi chalta raha mai unki fantsy mai muth marta raha…Phir chachi ek din hostel aai hui thi woh bhi bilkul akeli maina chachi ko apne ...oom mai baithaya aur baat hona lagi thodi der mai mera room par ladko ki population badti gai aur sabh log chachi se baat karne lage thodi der baad chachi ne kaha mujha washroom jana hai ladko ne is baat ka fayda utha ya aur mujha pressurize karne laga ki aaj chachi ko chodna hai maina kaha salle woh meri chachi hai par andar hi andar mera man bhu. He came back in a couple of minutes carrying a glass of wine in a smalltray. He offered it to me and he slightly curtseyed. He was playing themaid's role to perfection.He moved a few steps back as I installed myself in the couch sippinghappily my wine.What now? I thought. Am I going to play the Mistress/maid game or I'lltry and talk to him in a more normal manner?He solved that problem by sitting in a chair opposite me as he startedtalking, "So what you think Jess, how do I look? I seriously. I went for the classic "guaranteed to please" look that I hoped dad would like. I had shoulder length brown hair and was nicely tanned. I am 5'4" and was very slim back then (I'm only about half a stone heavier now by the way!).I met dad at the restaurant and as I was shown to his table my heart leapt as he looked so handsome, he had just come back off holiday and looked sooo fit and healthy. He was dressed very smartly and all of a sudden I felt very nervous.The dinner went according to plan. Some of the boys were also looking at her, but for some reason she didn't respond to any of their looks.She just gave me mischievous look for a split second and then moved on to teaching the class. While teaching, she has a habit of walking through the rows of desks so that she can make sure everyone is paying attention. I always sit in the last bench and when she is walking back I had a great view of her cute ass swiveling from one side to the other. (At this age in my life, I didn't develop.