I don't what was getting into me today. But i felt so exposed, while being touched by this hot stranger. His hands went a little lower on my back, mas...aging just above my butt. Mmm, that feels so good, I said. When he finished there, he started on my legs, starting from the feet and working his way up. I knew he could see my shaved pussy from that view, and I felt myself getting wet.I spread my legs a little more, to make sure he got a better view. There was no mistaking now, I knew he could. ”“I don’t believe you. I don’t believe that’s what you do.”“It doesn’t matter,” she said. “Losing your way is a way of finding it. Hey.”She was looking at me but I wasn’t looking at her. I didn’t want to; I was embarrassed. I didn’t want to think about her fucking forty-year-old guys or sucking their dicks; I didn’t want to think about anyone even touching her. I didn’t want to think about Suzie Bowen or Eleanor Kaminski or the fabric store or the A&P or college. She turned her head and looked. I went to bhabhi’s home at 1pm. Her husband, in-laws and children were packing stuff in car and about to leave. Then her husband talked to me as usual in his rude tone and asked me if he can stay here till they are back. I said I will be here till 6pm. They said Ok and left off.Bhabhi served me lunch, it was yummy. During tuitions sometimes she used to feed me forcefully. Then we started talking about my job. Bhabhi: “Raju, how is your life going on in a metro city like Bangalore” Me: “Good. Oru periya glass muzhuvathum paal kudithen alava athan udane energy eari vitathu.Chithi sema happyaga irunthaal, iruvaum padukaiyil paduthu kati pidithom, pinbu naan chithi mulai meethu kai vaithu kondu irunthen. Pinbu iruvarum dress kayata aarambithom, chithi aval saree matrum jakit kayatinaal. Ulee aninthu iruntha bravaiyum kayatinaal, pavadaiyaiyum kayati nudedaaga paduthaal. Naanum en dress muzhuvathum kayati nudedaaga aval meethu paduthen.Pinbu chithi en sunniyai pidithu aval kuthi.