I was just throwing my wet clothes back on and wondering whether I should take the rest of the day off sick. The secretary whose name I forgot, spoke ...hrough the stall door, said to me “do not worry, if i were a man I could imagine the embarrassment if someone were to find out that I dressed in women’s clothes, especially lingerie.” She said “she wouldn’t say anything ,she wears lingerie too ha ha”. Then said we should meet up for lunch today. I unwillingly agreed. I was safe, or so I thought.. " Marissa's eyes dropped as fear flooded her heart and mind, filling her with panic and dread. "This nightmare has to end. This can't possibly be our lives", she thought as she looked at her daughters. Sophia, although he had just barely started high school, was trying to put on a brave face. Laura, the older of the two, was in tears, not even trying to hide her fear. "The next few days will be focused on breaking both you and your young, beautiful daughters", the man continued, a sadistic grin. I am back with the second part of my story. I realised the first one was too long, but i thank everyone for their patience and appreciation.After choti went to her village, I was all alone…. I went back to masturbation and wasn’t happy at all. We had a few new maids who were quite good at work, but I couldn’t fuck with them. I used to touch their asses every now and then, but nothing major.Then came shanti. She was a young (barely 18) girl. But her assets were to die for. She had huge tits, her. She crossed the room slipping into bed beside me, almost immediately tucking my head against her breast, her hand gently stroking my face as I lay there in the crook of her arm.That simple gesture took me back to days so long ago when we would often lie there together in my bed, listening to the sound of the thunder as it washed over us, eventually moving away. Very often, she would fall asleep there in my arms or me in hers, though she would generally get up sometime before sunrise and make.