I worked part-time as a secretary for an engineering firm, so on my off-days, I was running errands, doing household chores, going to the gym and doin... yoga to stay fit, and going to the salon to have my nails done and vagina waxed. But today was a workday and after I checked my make-up in the mirror, I applied another coat of hot pink lipstick to my full, puffy lips.‘Girl, you look amazing. He won’t be able to resist you,’ I thought to myself, referring to my son. I undid the top few buttons. “Now my dearest, it’s your turn. We’ll discuss how to be a good host by not allowing your guest to get drunk outside the house. Second, even when I’m not around, the need for you to follow my rules. It’s clear to me these lessons need to be enforced, so you’ll be getting a firm reminder. I’m sure you’ll remember them if you know what’s good for you.” Stepping behind me Art started pushing me toward the chair while her free hand slapped my butt several times.Now standing by the chair my husband. It all started in class XII, when I started facing a problem. I was under the inferiority complex because of my looks.Everybody is school, both boys and girls teases me on my big breast and always calls me Big Booby. But this was not my fault, this growth is not because of anything which I had done myself. My mother have very big ones, even my both sisters(elders) have bigger than me. At that time my size was 38So one day I went to my very close teacher Neeru who is very frank with me . I. "Jen. I'm sorry for acting like a dick earlier. You are a married woman, and you have to live with your decisions. I have loved every second of this trip, the naked moments and the clothed ones," I said, chuckling. "You are an amazing person, and I just want you in my life any way I can get you. I'm thrilled that we'll be living in the same city, and I respect your decision. Again, I'm so sorry," I said, giving her smooth thigh one last gentle squeeze before pulling my hand away.Jen's hands.