. . Later that night i was just closing my eyes & waiting for my mom to sleep but i couldn’t wait so i put my hands over her & she woke up & i got f...eighted. . She asked me “What are you doing”? i said i couldn’t sleep just wanted to put my hand over her, with a cute smile she said yes thinking me still a kid. . . As I started to enjoy her touch daily. My fun to next level continued whereas i got courage & lifted her saree to put my hand on her cute belly, then just started circling in her. They said, "Really, are you sure?" to which I replied, "No, not really but we've talked about things a bit in the past, she seems to like you guys and she DID order one more drink- that may be the key. Stay off to the side, keep quiet and let me see how this plays out." My heart was in my throat as they left but we HAD talked about something like this in the past and she seemed, let's say, interested, so I figured what the heck.My wife came back from the ladies' room and when she saw the guys. To people who have read my stories and people who wrote to me, thank you all people. Your responses are the actual reason which inspires me to write about all the escapades of my life. People who are reading my stories for the first time are requested to to know about me. Now, let’s get into the story, guys.In my new organization, I work as a trainer and my work needs very close interaction with the employees. So, I am familiar with almost all the employees’ behavior, which helps me to start a. I stopped wearing panties when I turned fifteen and shortened my skirts so men could touch easily and having long slits up the back so I could bare myself to be fucked easily.Was my obsession a perversion or a Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). I watched a movie called crash when I was thirteen, too young I know, but in the scene the girl wearing calipers asks for help to get in to the convertible, her legs constrained with the metal braces and her short skirts rode high up her upper thighs.