All in all her first “john” was quite acceptable.Maria had on one of her bra and thong outfits covered only by a flimsy gown.“You’re a lovely ...oman, Susie,” he said.“ ... Thank you,” she uttered, reddening. “Uh, would you like a drink?”“No thanks. I don’t drink.”She was a bit disappointed as she had hoped he would accept and give her a chance to down another drink or two to work up her courage. She had already downed a few in the hopes they would release some of her inhibitions but, alas, she. The knot is very difficult can you help me? She asked I knew that at last my opportunity has come. I approached with shivering legs. I examined the knot with shivering hands. Yes, the knot is very difficult to untie. Perhaps, this may be a trick of her to make a chance. I thought in my effort to loosen the knot.I deliberately changed the position of her skirt to her left side so that now her left boob was visible through the ‘V’ shaped opening of the skirt in my effort to loosen the knot my. I held her big 36D-sized boobs with my hands as soon she freed them. I felt like holding two big melons in my rough hands. I pressed my bahu’s boobs harder.She kept her hand on my chest, massaging my chest by running her fingers between my hairy chest. I was lost in my world and was about to pull her petticoat down.“Ashok, why is your chest so hairy,” My bahu said and quickly pulled her hand back.My hands froze on my bahu’s boobs. Suddenly a fear entered my mind. What if she comes to know who I. "I chose the easy way out. I told her I didn't know."What? You don't know why you were smoking? Or you don't know why youwere parading around the house in my clothes? C'mon Michael. Don'ttreat me like I'm an idiot. A boy like you doesn't put on his mother'sclothes and take up smoking without a reason. You're either crazy oryou're gay, so which is it? Or is it something else?"That was one of the pitfalls of being the son of a teacher. Mum had ahabit of asking multiple-choice questions. .