I grab her wrist and throw her back into the wall...telling her to keep still or she will get punished. She doesn’t like that idea so she becomes st...ll...but as I handcuff her hands together and she squirms and I push her down onto her knees...asking her if I told her to move...she mumbles a no. and I slap her across the face asking once more...did I tell you to move...she clearly said yes and I pulled her to her feet...once she was on her feet I told her to walk. and being she couldn’t see she. I placed my hand on my cock and pressed it hard by seeing in to her eyes.She looked at my action and stared for some time. After my bath I went to top of the building to collect some of my washed clothes. Then she was drying her clothes there on the rope. We both met on the stairs. Just I brushed my semi nude body with her sweat dipped sexy body. She smiled and left from there. That day evening her husband went to 4 days trip on company work. That day this Malathi asked the children to sleep in. Zach, ever the gentleman, opened my door for me and helped me onto my seat. I pulled my door closed lightly, and ignored my seatbelt. I had better plans. "Um, Zachy, baby?" I asked. "Uh, I know this is our first date, but I feel so close to you. Maybe, while we drive, I could..." I rubbed my hand on his thigh. "I could do something for you?" Zach had put the car in gear but now parked it again. "What exactly did you have in mind?" But I think he knew, judging by the bulge forming in his pants.. Her cute rump was also covered by her panties. I squirmed on the couch, listening.The shower hissed on.It was like the crack of a starter pistol at a race. I was off.I darted towards the stairs, running up them. My feet drummed on the carpeted steps, my small breasts jiggling in my bra. My clit throbbed, rubbing against the fabric of my panties. I was soaking through them.I reached the second floor and glanced at the closed bathroom door. The shower was loud. She wouldn’t hear anything. My.