I never wore a bra because I enjoyed the way the soft fabric caressed them keeping them in a mild state of arousal. I like the way the cool air flowed...through my tops making my nipples tingle and grow even harder. That night I was wearing a black, satin vest and a gray, plaid miniskirt. I really liked that top because it left my arms, shoulders, and upper back bare. It also stopped a couple of inches above my skirt's waistband, baring my cute little bellybutton. Towards the end of class that. Guilt? Or maybe just an undirected emotional release he thought. George Renner was not a great thinker, but he always like to give it a shot to try and change that. No, George was methodical, which despite his lack of experience in the immediate situation, actually made him ideal for the job."Okay," he said, taking a fresh notebook from a bottom desk drawer. "Before we start the, um, interview, I need to get your name and place of residence."The woman straightened up a little and cleared her. He put his hand between my thighs and then lightly brushed against my cotton knickers. Again, I let out a gasp. I could feel my pussy getting swollen and and the moisture building. I’d obviously frigged myself off alone in my bedroom and in the bath a number of times but I’d never felt anything as thrilling as Mr W’s hand touching the outside of my knickers and feeling the damp patch that was beginning to form on the front of them. He carried on just moving his long fingers around in circles. Yarachi vandhutagana enna pannuradhu keaten aadhalam vara mattaganu solli enn kaaiya ava moolaila vacha naa konjam aaluthunenApram kaai yaduthuten,, oru 5 mins summa irundhen apram ennku aasai vandhuchi ava kitchen pooita naa pooi aunty kupten enna da keataga inga vaaga sonnen enn da keataga naa inga vaaga solluren sonnen enna da keataga innoru vaai unga moolai yaa thodanumnu aasaiya iruku sonnen.. Aada paavi idhu unaku tha yeppo veanummo thottu enna veana panniko sonna.. Ennaku jolly aaiduchi.