He was becoming quite an accomplished chef and if for some reason the college professor thing didn’t work out, I thought he would have another caree... option after attending culinary school.We talked and laughed about his students which gave rise to us reminiscing about some of our college experiences and the great times we shared together before we got married. We also spoke about my job and my afternoon workout with Liz. We were communicating so well and I felt so close to him. I was still. She considered that a cruel trick. Her husband received a paltry pension, not enough to support two so she had to work. Her education and skills were limited. Although there are no castes in Punjab, there certainly are classes like in the Western world. So the wealthy hired the poor to be servants. With no legal protections, in fact they were almost slaves.She obtained a housekeeping job for a wealthy older man and his son. It seemed to be going well the first week then he made a request that. He liked to give me pain, as he said that I liked it and enjoyed it, but I learnt to keep quiet the same as mum so that I wasn’t punished afterwards.So it was a good time for us both when we were able to relax in the pool, or sit together in the sun, getting our bodies a tan.During the last week we went out a few times venturing down the hill to a local tavern. My father was a very sociable guy, and would talk to anyone and everyone. Within a few minutes in the tavern, he had established who. But that certainly didn’t stop me making sure I heard everything.‘Well not all of it, he was almost finished when I caught him, watching some blonde teen fucking a cucumber on a porn site.’ ‘Fucking hell babe, what happened?’‘Well, as I walked into the room he was stroking his cock so fast and as I spoke he turned and that’s when I noticed what he was doing, but i think it was too late for him to stop as he started cumming everywhere. There was so much of it. He tried to cover himself, but his.