She was studying in college. I think she was in her 2nd year in college. Only she and her mother came to their new house. The house was opposite to my...house. Men were working taking their things into the house. Next day morning her mother came to our house and invited my house members as they were inaugurating by making milk as that was a south Indian culture. I saw her. She was in a red chudidhar. SEXY!!….. Then all the formalities were over and i went back home.As it was annual holidays for. Her breathing was a little faster than what it normally would be due to her excitement. With every breath she took I could see the fabric of her shirt rub against her nipples. Watching them get harder and harder with each breath. “Susan” I said. “Master” she replied. “You may kiss me now” I said softly. Susan took half a step forward which put her toe to toe with me. Because I was leaning against the desk she had to lean against me and go up on her toes just to reach my lips. She steadied. I'd probably close my eyes at this point and play up the sleeping thing, leaving my hand motionless for a several minutes, focusing on my breathing. I'd be able to feel the warmth of a growing bulge in his sexy black slacks. He'd move ever so slightly to test things. Will I wake up? Will I leave my hand there? The thought of him intentionally shifting in his seat to encourage my hand to land on his hardening cock is making me hot. I want to gently rub his crotch without it being known that I. The rail line doesn't do the circle but it picks up a bike track that does the return'. A quick gander at his watch told him that there was over an hour to go and they had one more station before his stop. 'May have a bit of a snooze', he muttered as he took up the entire seat, being the only individual in the box car for a 'cat nap'.The sudden jarring of the car nearly rolled him off the seat. 'Shit I must have fallen asleep'. The train was stopped. 'Must have reached the last stop before I.