Now tell me why she wanted me to check her.Vasanthi: Haha. She is in love with you, darling. She wants you badly. She has been in love with you ever s...nce she saw how you treated her as an equal and not as a maid. But she controlled herself, seeing how much we love each other.Me: But how do you know all this?I asked, shocked.Vasanthi: Yesterday I was sitting in the hall thinking about what to do for the next few months. I knew you were sexually frustrated even though you didn’t tell me about. He explained that the mind has the biggest role in sexual pleasure, and the better the mental pleasure; the more the physical pleasure would be appreciated. Looking into my face, he saw I didn't really understand. He turned to my mother and rolled her to her back, opened her thighs and buried his penis into her pussy. No talk, no loving touches, just straightforward fucking, a purely physical act done as emotionlessly as if he was taking out the trash. Eventually, my mother reached a small. I was ready for about eight thirty, walking around the house. I kept walking up to the tall mirror in the bedroom, looking at myself. I was quite happy with what I saw. I was wearing a red skater dress, which just covered my thighs. I had on a very silky pair of red knickers, my stockings were natural, glossy hold-ups, with a very deep lace top and the heels, had of course to be, my five-inch, bright red Mary Janes. I put on my blonde shoulder-length wig and did my makeup as best I could. This. I wondered why she was wearing a shawl now, maybe to avoid the cold breeze from the window.The bus started and lights were switched off, the sexy atmosphere came back again due to her feminine smell of her body. She started chatting with me and her Tulu lingo was of the Mangalore side which I was able to understand. She asked about me, my job, salary blah blah. She told her name is Radha. Then, we spoke for some time and everyone slept.She turned around and made sure everyone was sleeping. She.