At the time of this incident that I am about to narrate he was about 35 year old and she about 30. My mom had by then two kid me at 8 year old and my ...rother at 4year old. She was an average looking person with figure of a typical housewife while my father was a reasonable fit gay would good look and fair skin tone .Now the incident I am about to narrate took place during my summer holidays. In those days we used to stay in a company provided bungalow which had 3 bedroom and the master bed room. Most of the service company sponsorships were kids not long out of school.“All right then,” Phyllis had said, pushing the file into her bag as she got to her feet. “Come with me, boy.” She had stopped and turned as she got to the door of the office, looking back at his supervisor. “Sorry,” she said, “what was his name again?”The supervisor looked down at her notes, failing to recall it herself. “Harry,” she said.“Fine,” Phyllis had replied. “Harry.”Thinking back, Harry was almost surprised that. I was playing with his cock and told me to take off my sari I was so shy I couldn’t get up so he got new idea and told me it’s ok I make you more comfortable he made me lie down and kissed me and went down to my legs kissed m e every part of my body and started lifting my sari it was almost till my knees.I was like uncontrollable he touched my panty seeing in my eyes playing on my vagina took off my panty and fingered me slowly as if he is feeling every part of it like ice cream he told me he. “Tell me ... the baby ... is mine.” Roy didn’t slow down as the housewife suffered through her obvious climax. He was intent now on only two things; her complete fall, and his own pleasure.“It’s not.” Linda hissed through clenched teeth. No matter how much she hated the teenager behind her, she couldn’t stop pushing back at him. He had her gripped by the hips. But really, he had her soul in a vice, squeezing her frenzied pleasure centers. “It’s ... ugh ... David’s.”“Doubtful.” Roy humped her.