"Are you off work? Want to call around. Dave's out but I just messaged him and he said it's fine if you want to call!"Am I really going to do this? I ...hought. Oh my god, I am! I showered and changed, jumped in the car and drove the fourteen miles to my in-laws' house. I opened the door and walked in, my heart was racing both with fear and excitement."Hi John, you didn't text back so I wasn't sure if you were going to come or not. Tea?" She asked.As she turned to make tea I looked at her in a. - I thought walking down the main hall. - I'd be in serious trouble if I were a student here. - I had grown up to be 6.2" and was quite in shape now. It felt good to be finally respected in such an shitty environment, there was no need to be anxious around anyone anymore. I had my own office and the confidence I wish I had back in my teenage days. I had been teaching there for about 6 months and it all seemed to be working out fine. I'd come to school, I'd teach, I'd go home. Repeat. All I. Finally she said, a bit huskily, "What do you think about when you stroke your cock?" Are you in the office?" I asked. "This isn't exactly the kind of conversation you want other folks to hear!" No, I'm at home. Work was slow and they let me leave about an hour after you left." Well, that was all right. I had had horrific visions for a moment of our boss walking in and hearing Jill's end of the conversation."I think about the things I like," I said."Such as?"I cleared my throat and stroked my. It made me wonder if your health is fine."Rekha (stuttering): "Yes, everything is fine."Every servant became curious seeing her looks. She somehow made her way into her room. Her own needs became so demanding that she started to rub herself in her sarree itself. She was at the peak of her desires and she heard the ring. It was her husband on the other side.He was concerned for her health (the driver had told him about the noise in car). She was talking to him and fingering herself at the same.