"Exactly! Then we'll know if you can get away with this dress. Now lift your arms up." Jane eases my top over my head and kisses my chest and neck, ...Here, try this on!"I step into a purple summer dress, with pink flowers around the waist line. It sits nicely around my body, its flowing cut hiding the stiff cock I have underneath. "What do you think?" I ask Jane."I love it!" She says as her hands run up the back of the dress and caress my ass. "Now try these on!" she says passing me a. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. I felt so happy and on top of the world. Next day morning, when I was leaving my house with my books for college, I saw her coming out from a chakki holding a dabba of atta in her hand and a bag full of vegetables in other hand. She smiled at me. “May I help you” I asked.“O thanks” said she.I took one bag in my hand and went to her house and dropped her. I soon began to leave out, when she said “Wait, want to have some tea.”I said “No thanks.” With a. Her leg was against mine every time she sat beside me, and deliberately she brushed my hand with her left breast a couple of times while leaning over to look at papers. She said nothing, and neither did I, but I ended the day with a raging hard on.As she had worked hard for the two weeks, and really seemed interested in her work (and, I was wondering, possibly me), I decided “what the hell” and told her that if she wore a skirt to work on her last day, I would take her out for lunch in a nearby. Then the concierge approached me to ask if I would mind if someone shared the table. I told him that I had no objection. He thanked and left. Soon I saw a woman being led towards my table. After she settled herself, I introduced myself as Anurag and she said she was Lavina.We began to talk while waiting for our respective orders. It so turned out that Lavina too was attending the same seminar as I was. She was from Mumbai and I was from Hyderabad. We finished our dinner and walked out. I asked.