“Jegan, …” Jeya stammered for words. As she recomposed herself, she continued, “Kanna, we are mother and son. Our society comes to knows about...it will never accept sex.” “Even normal husband and wives don’t do sex in the open street for the society to know,” replied Jegan promptly.“Forget the society Kanna, but don’t you know that a man can have sex with anybody except his mother?” Said Jeya. Jegan with a smile in his face cool gestured his mother to look out through the window at her. . I ... don't remember." How long have you been a slave?" I ... I'm sorry, Master. I don't remember."I sighed and placed a plate in front of her, cut bread and pushed the bread-board to her. "Help yourself. Cupboard's a bit bare at the moment, but we won't starve for a while." Master? You want me to eat with you?" Yes." I suppose I was rather short in my response, as her head dipped, but she reached out to take a slice of bread and put it on her plate. "Yes," I said more gently, "I will want. "You can open your eyes now," said Marissa, playfully.I did, and looked down at my sexy wife, dressed only in her sweater, andthat sweater beautifully stretched. She smiled up at me, playfully bitingat my chin and neck."So, what is your evil plan?" I asked.Marissa just chuckled and crawled up, laying one leg on top of my body,and rubbing her sweet sex against my chest, wiggling and sliding untilshe caught my nipple with her vulva."My evil plan? It is not that evil, just teasing myself with your. She looked at me, averted her eyes for a while and looked back at me and made a face.“Why keep me waiting, take me, know!”(kyon sata rahe ho, lo na!)I smiled broadly at her, pulled her close to me, put my right around her waist, held her chin with my left hand and kissed her deep and hard. She too melted into me and I hugged her with both my hands.“Close the windows, know!’ (khidki bandh karo na!), she whispered when I was smothering her with kisses. I broke our kiss.