He said, most of his undies were lost here so he doesn’t wear one while coming to massage us. The maid was now smelling the cum from the cloth and s...id it does not smell like oil to my wife. My wife said casually that the mess was made by both of us. Even she pointed out to her nude inner thighs and said both of us do it dirty there and she feels itchy because of that. The maid now smirked and asked both of them? To which my wife said yes as a matter of factly and specified that Manoj’s mess. My husband told me that the Company hires a few interns every summer and most of them are Women. ah, ah, I stammered yes there are a couple women in the group. aw hell, she gonna bust me out for this. You are being good now aren't you? she asks. Sure I am, I quickly replied. She looks at me a little skeptical and says good, I don't want you doing anything naughty now. Of course not, I replied. A handsome young man like you has to be careful in this small town. All the single women here. It was about 9” long, and stood out away from his flat torso, with a beautiful, smooth bend to the shaft…its tip pointing down at the shower floor in front of him. As he worked the shampoo through his hair, I held my breath and watched his semi-hard prick sway back and forth between his legs, jostled by the motion of his hands on his head. As he rinsed the soap out of his hair, I was thinking I should quietly leave the room, but I noticed that he kept his eyes closed and squeezed out more. A tactic she had used for past misdemeanours when eventually my face would flush and she would know where the guilt would lie. This time I had no reason to feel guilty. At last mum nodded. ‘So it wasn’t you. But somebody has got to marry that girl. She can’t have it out of wedlock.’ I suppose somebody would have to marry Mavis, but it wouldn’t be me. It wasn’t mine and I would be buggered if I were going to take on another man’s child. At eighteen years of age I was selfish and didn’t want to.