Her body was burning with desire.Raj untied her second top strap on her back and the tiny, sexy top fell on the floor. Raj started undoing his pants a... he said, “But you are married, that’d be wrong.”It frustrated her now, she was past caring for right or wrong, “Oh, please don’t tease me. Fuck me, please!”“Oh Nitu, you are talking like a slut!”, He said in mock surprise even as he took off his shorts.“Oh, yes, I am a slut. Fuck me like a slut.”Raj got behind her and pressed the full length of. " Jean turned her face away from him. Her hand rose and quickly wiped both her eyes. Her head swiveled forward again and she drank more water. "And... I'm just some... some ug... some... aunt who's a... a grade school teacher, so... so I know I shouldn't be telling you how to live you life or... or what to do." She cleared her throat and then took yet another sip from her glass. "And... and... I... I really didn't mean to... to just stand there, but... but... I was... so... so shocked... I mean. "I can't," Alice blurted out."Okay," Mr. Benton responded and picked up the phone.Alice started walking slowly over to where Mr. Benton sat. She knelt down behind his desk and between his legs and stared at the bulge behind his zipper."Slut Alice, if I have to ask twice again, I will not stop in calling the police," Mr. Benton informed her, "and this is self-service so get to work."Alice slowly unzipped the pants and worked her hand inside. She was shocked to find Mr. Benton was not wearing. But nagging at the back of my mind were flashes of what I'd witnessed next door. They invaded my conscience and I opened my mouth to speak, then stopped. It still didn't quite seem right to admit why I'd been so revved up. The recurring dream. Being out of control. The neighbour and her camera. At this stage of our relationship I wondered what Adam truly thought of me: whether he was pleased with the transformation from the shy, bumbling woman he had met to the depraved siren he had since.