I clicked on it, opened it and began to read."I don't know what to do anymore. I have asked you to stop but you wont. I asked you for my ring back but...you wont give it back to me. I ask you to leave me alone but you keep coming back to me. Why? I almost ruined my life last night as my husband nearly woke up and caught me. Why are you controlling me like this? Why am I letting you do this to me? These questions I have no answer to. I do know that this little sick game of yours has to stop and. His words distract me, leave me dripping, squirming and on the verge of coming. Late afternoon teasing phone calls at my desk are the guiltiest of pleasures. I listen to him recount the desire to have me alone, backed up against the wall, large and masculine hands wandering, exploring the naughty panties beneath my hiked up skirt. Swallow hard, appear collected and say little to give us away. The constraints of just listening and the inability to respond with anything other than a hard swallow. .I woke to a text on Monday morning saying she expects me to be off work on Friday and to arrive at her house, strip at the bottom of the stairs, put on the new pair of knickers that will be waiting for me and to come up to the bedroom and be prepared to do whatever I'm told. Of course I replied with a yes!In the mean time we have been playing with the idea of chastity. This both adds to the control she has while we are not together but also makes me feel entirely dedicated to her sexually in. ” I replied tactfully “i don’t know if your tits are good enough cause i have not tasted them, but seema’s tits are surely amazing.” Shonali aunty said in an angry tone “then why don’t u treat yourself to my tits too and tell me if i am better than seema of not. I am sure you will have a better cum sucking my tits you bastard.” Saying that she went next to seema and started crying and said “now even young boys like your body better than mine, i try to keep myself in shape and always think i.