Now I felt as if my life would begin. I didn’t tell anyone about this and not even her. She didn’t speak either as if nothing had happened. I once...got a call from her and from that day I have been frequently visiting her for the sake of boobs. At first we only had sex all the time. I used to tell my mother that I am at a friend’s house and stay with her. We used to play cards till night, not strip poker. Stripping was of no use to us. Frequent fucking had made us shameless but, I still closed. ” she swirled her hand through the water as it filled, the pink bubbles spreading, the bubblegum flavor brushing my nose. “Now hop in, and I’m going to wash every inch of your body.”The way she said it sent an excited flutter through me. There was no denying the sexual nature of her words. “Yes ... Mommy.”She smiled. “Mommy. You haven’t called me that in years. I love it. Now get your cute keister in the bath. Daddy wants you scrubbed clean.”I did. I groaned as I sank in. The warm water rose up. This incident happened last year summer when my 12th class batch has arranged for a reunion 7 years after schooling. We booked a resort and invited all the faculty that taught us during the school days. I was reluctant to join them thinking everyone would start asking “What are you doing now?” But after some persuasion from my buddies I did turn up at the resort. It was 11:00 by the time maximum people showed up. Our faculty we didn’t expect every one of them to come but to our goodness. I was now standing mere inches from him. His dark brown eyes were piercing and mesmerizing. I reached out and took his hand and placed it on my side. His eyes were locked on to mine. “Do you think I am sexy?” I asked. “Si,” Julian replied, my handing firmly holding his hand in place, as I pressed in closer to where he stood. It was at this point, I lost total control of myself. I slipped my hands under Julian’s sweat-soaked shirt and pulled it over his head, exposing his hairless and chiseled.