She took a finger and tapped his nose."You're almost too pretty to be a boy," she said. "Sometimes I think adress would suit him better, isn't that ri...ht, Mirilla?"Mirilla nodded in agreement. Charlie again blushed."Now, we've got a lot of work to do," Mrs. Windham said.She wasn't kidding. One could hardly tell the flowers from the weeds.Charlie spent the better part of the morning helping Mrs. Windham clearthe overgrown weeds away. He was amazed to see how many flowers still grewamidst all of. When I finish I feel completely soaked with my juices and incredibly horny, she toys with me for hours through my work but eventually eases my horniness with her love and discipline.Sometimes she shares my fetish with me, and creates scenes for us to play that include primarily my famous panties. One time she made me masturbate in them till the fabric got drenched and she would make lick them clean then punished me for my sluttish attitude. Another time she covered my panties with whipped cream. I love to wear both western style clothes and traditional indian clothes like saris. When i wear skirts and dresses, he allows me to wear only a tiny string bikini or thong panties so that if anybody happens to get a peek under my skirt, he will have an eyeful. He also wants me to keep my pussy shaved at all times. I know these sounds restrictive, but like i said, i am in love with him, and being his wife, i trust his judgment on what i should wear and how i behave in public.On our last. She wrapped her legs around me as we moved to the conference table. I could feel her crotch pressing against my rock hard penis. We started kissing again as she sat on the conference table, her legs still wrapped around mine.Her hands slowly went down my waist, she made a pulling motion on my t-shirt. I immediately took it off and did the same with her blazer. I started to kiss her on her neck as I slowly worked myself down her body. I bit her nipples over her t-shirt. I felt her tense.