She felt as if her face was on fire, her whole body seemed a little electrified imagining his eyes still on her.She had met him earlier in the week, a...workman to do some repairs on the building, she had been working in the front office. His presence had seemed bigger than life the first time he opened the door. She had felt like a little girl, flustered, his grey eyes boring into her as he asked for directions to the electrical room."Ah, just a minute, yes I'll show you" she volunteered,. When I heard the water turn off I got up and walked to my door. This time I stripped naked and my cock sprung out as I lowered my underwear. I opened my door and quietly crept down the hall. The steam from the bath was coming out of the bathroom door again. This time as I stopped to look, Mom was already in the bath. The first think that shocked me was that she had dyed her hair red. She was washing herself as before, but I could see that she was glancing at the door. I started to stroke myself. Then I pulled out my everyday stuff like gym shorts, tshirts, etc. All that was left was underwear and socks so I used my foot to scoot everything left into a pile. Then as I was bagging up my socks and underwear I picked up a pair of boxers and immediately knew they were not mine. They were too small. They were size medium, my son’s size (mine are XL). I ignored it figuring they just got accidentally mixed in somehow…then I found a second pair. Now this had my attention. Why would. Did I say something stupid? Was I looking a dope? Or maybe she thought that I was lying bout my old school being goenka?? A series of thousands of questions hovered in my brain and I was soon sweating. OK now it was her turn to introduce herself and she stood up and said ”I’m Simran kapoor I have been in this school since it was started in 1989 and she enjoyed talking to her friends and was loved to walk to the shopping complex near her house with her friends in the evening”.Now I look at ashu.