Now sit down.” Mr.Sharma said calmly. I glared at him, then sat back down. “How can you do that!” I cried.I sat in the chair without knowing wha... else to do, trembled and began to cry. “I’ll never do it! I’ll tell your wife, I’ll tell General Manager! You’re crazy if you think I’m going to show my breasts to you!!” I glared at him with hate in my eyes.Mr.Sharma replied calmly “Oh! You’ll do a lot more than show your breasts to me. As for telling my wife, she won’t believe you as nobody else has. She may be right. Its her decision.Coming back to my job, as a teacher, i am also supposed to take the students to tour along with a female faculty. I had conducted several such tours in past one year after my marriage. One new faculty, mrs. Vrindani sharma has joined our school 2 months back. She is newly married. She is a gorgeous looking lady with great curves. She is milky white in complexion and god knows what lies inside her clothes. I can only imagine. I had also started to fuck my wife. When I came out of the tent the three men were sitting around the camp fire talking. There were only three chairs and stump around the fire and the three men were sitting on the chairs. I sat on the stump when Uncle Mark pointed something out to me. ‘Hey Cunt there’s a small branch sticking up from the stump sit on it so it goes into your hole’ I looked over where he told me it was and sure enough it was there smooth like it had been sanded and rounded. I remover the pug and lubed the branch. Then we went to that Colline du Chateau place that Mr. Wilson talked about. It turned out to be a park and it was cool, with a waterfall and lots of trees and some ruins from the Middle Ages. Justine and I walked a lot and then a bunch of us had a picnic lunch we bought in the market—bread, cheese, fruit and lots of wine.That afternoon was free time. The teachers all went to another art museum, but most of the kids went to the beach at Cote d'Azur. The beach was pretty, but the water wasn't as.