You taste so good. Dragging my teeth across your engorged lips makes you jump with delight. Running my hands up the inside of your legs I slip one fin...er under your panties and pull them to the side as I lean in for another kiss. This time allowing my tongue to part your lips and slip into as far as I can reach. Mmmm.... I can taste your excitement. Reaching around to your hips I tug at the waist line of your panties, and pull them down over your ass, and let them drop to the floor. You can. I went behind her and kissed her neck on an impulse hugging her just below her breast. She just leaned back to me. I started rubbing her belly then slowly her t shirt I lifted and rubbed her belly and navel. I was getting hot and erect. I was wearing a dhoti and no underwear. Well I let it stick against her ass. She turned and looked at me and first time we frenched. I put my hand up to her breast over her lacy bra. She had hand full breasts. My hands are big and even a cricket ball I can hold. "And you can help me with that?" she asked."I need to," came his reply.She felt an urge, a sudden need, a pulsating feeling, from somewhere down below. He left through the glass doors out onto the veranda then down the marble stairs. She said her thanks, exchanged pleasantries, before waving courteously. A kiss on both cheeks at the door."Goodbye again," she said, smiling.In the car park the gravel made way for her high heels somewhat ungenerously. Her dalliance waited in the dark beside her. She tossed the box aside. I don't understand. Haven't I been good? Icatch the whimper in my throat. No! I must be silent, I can't riskappearing upperty or demanding. I won't loose Miss. Perhaps I've donesomething wrong, I must of, two steps forward one step back seems to bethe way of things for me. So close, I excuse myself and go wash up. Mymind keeps thinking back to that box and its contents. A uniform. Myfirst in a long time. I had to work so hard before Miss would let me buyit, I.