Two women dressed in traditional saris came into the room, came to me, bowed without a word, took my hands and led me to the next room, in which stood...a stone bath full of steaming water smelling of some herbs. There was a smell of incense in the air, the sound of a flute coming from afar.I was not stunned by all this, when the women began to undress me and then led me to the bathtub. I lay there for a long time enjoying hot, fragrant oily water, then the women lifted me up and washed me with. But I ignored her. I used my legs to lever hers open, as she struggled underneath me. She had her panties on, and poked my dick ineffectually at them, trying to find a way in. Her struggles got more persistent. I wished she’d just give up. ‘No. You’re r****g me!’ she shouted. Only then did I realize what I was doing. I’m not a r****t. I’m not a violent man. Somehow, this woman had pushed me into territory far beyond my morality. I continued to poke at her underwear as the realization hit. As. John said bullshit Betty you’re a health professional you know that can be controlled by hormone treatments that you have ready access. So whats really going on. Betty says well it’s just been busy at work and there is a lot going on. John aske her point blank how long do you expect me to continue living this way I am in a marrage with no love, I don’t even know you anymore. Betty says your overreacting why don’t we try and plan a get away soon just you and me, John says that would be. Lily white. I preferred tanned legs. Tabatha didn’t tan. She had her Polish father’s complexion. Oh yeah. I forgot to mention. Tabatha’s technically my half-sister. We have the same Mum, but her father ran off when Tabatha was still a baby. My Mum didn’t have much luck with men when she was young and after my Dad died she gave up on men and raised us on her own. She had boyfriends from time to time, but never anything too serious. Mum kept in shape by running. She was in her shorts.
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