My mother continued to squeeze his balls and then left him and walked away, thinking that the old man learnt his lesson.My wife was oblivious to all t...is. She had no clue what was happening in the house. Yet.Chapter 3: (Teasing Games)The staff quarter bathroom window was exactly opposite the bathroom windows of both my Mother’s and our bathroom.One could easily see into our bathrooms from the servant quarters’ bathroom if the window flaps were open. So the watchman and the servant boy used to. Just as the light turned green, I heard the loud blast of a siren behind me, and startling me as my path was quickly blocked by a police car! The instant the car stopped, out popped the biggest policeman I had ever seen!“Hi!” he called loudly, “I haven’t seen you before… Who you workin’ for?” The blank look on my face must have demonstrated my total lack of comprehension. He smiled at me, and then apologized. “Sorry. We are working a vice sting down the street, and I thought you were a. Knowing you, you're probably here to ask for permission. I thought I made it clear to Jessica that I allowed it." Jessica made that clear to me. We are both very grateful for that. I know what a sacrifice that must have been for you," I replied."So you are here because you feel guilty is that it?" Sandra asked."First, I want to say that things weren't exactly platonic between me and Jessica after you left, but nothing major happened, mostly because I was not ready. If you are asking me if I. It took him six weeks to get his first blow job and three months before I opened my legs for him.Speaking from a purely clinical standpoint the physical aspect of sex with Stan wasn't any better than the sex I'd had with most of my other lovers and as a matter of fact three or four of them were much better in the sack than Stan. What made sex better with Stan than any other sex I'd ever had was the emotional component - the love! I adored the man. I would have crawled through broken glass to.