After the initial couple of weeks, she had the place pretty clean and was just performing maintenance cleaning. She started coming twice on the weeks ...he needed to do laundry and once in the alternating weeks.This went on for some time until one day, I found a pair of panties neatly folded in my underwear drawer. They weren't mine and they weren't my wife's (wrong size) and they weren't my daughter's either (she doesn't wear thongs). I decided I'd hold on to them until next week and work at. Basant panchami ke din jab main rajnish ke ghar gaya to pata chala ki wo apne relative ki office opening ki party mein shahar se bahar gaya hua hai aur uske mammi-papa bhi shahar mein nahi hai sirf didi hi ghar par hai, maine kaha chalo thodi der unse gappe maar leta hoon hum dono unke drying room mein baith gaye, didi ki aadat hai ki wo sofe par nahi niche baithti hai aur apni peeth sofe par tika kar baithti hai aaj bhi jab wo mere liye paani lekar aayi to waise hi neecheBaith gai lekin unki. .that too naked..it was heaven for pleasures sake! After some masti..and fun..we were watching the sea. It was ideally romantic. and on top of that the vodka and rain were just as well. Water was dripping from her face. I looked at her and we started kissing. This was usual. BUt then i threw her against the water tank wall behind us and started smooching her. our tongues touched. we were suckin each others tongue. I held her hands against the wall with my hands and pushed my body on hers. Her. All the while, she was talking to me, and telling me what a guy does with a girl that he likes. I wished that for a moment that she really had been a guy. In my mind, she was my boy friend, for a few minutes. It just seemed so natural, somehow. I wanted to be a girl. I was sorely ashamed of the thoughts I had let go freely through my mind, after she made me climax, and I was glad that I had not confessed to her what my thoughts had been. I did not want to be a faggot. I just liked the.