I began to rock and sway with the music, constantly grinding myself against the denim jeans, while my thigh pressed gently to your throbbing member, r...ocking back and forth, keeping that trapped monster hard.I'm not sure when the song ended and the next began, but at some point I turned myself around, pressing my soft bottom against that bulge. My hips swayed with the music, twisting and turning, bouncing and grinding again and again. The people around us were oblivious. You couldn't step away. I wanted to be and tried to but there were times when Melissa wasn't around and I really needed a release.And this is how I discovered a fetish that I didn't know that I had.One day a few weeks into our agreement, I was home alone and really needed to cum. It was around lunch time and Melissa wasn't going to be home for quite a few hours. Even if I could wait for her I didn't think that she would be in the mood for me. Earlier that morning we'd gotten into an argument over keeping the kitchen. I started kya kar rahi thi? Pinky replied softly kuch nahi and I increased my voice tujhe pata hai, yeh karna galat hai? She nodded.I said again pata hai kya hoga, agar mein aunty ko is bare me bol du? Suddenly, she started crying. She started begging me please bhaiya, mummy ko mat bolna please. Mein fir kabhi aisa nahi karungu kasam se. I said sirf promise karne se nahi hoga. Tumhe aur kuch karna parega Pinky quickly responded aap job hi bolenge, mein wohi karungi par aap mummy ko kuch mat. I started thinking about her more and more, mostly in dirty way, one day I saw her deep cleavage from her shirt when she was having lunch, maybe she noticed and ignored.Finally the lucky day came after 2 years, It was raining heavily and everybody left the office, and I was having work and got late and she also had some urgent work delivery so she also stayed late, and then due to storm, electricity gone and it was complete darkness, I thought that It's the time to touch her, but knowing it.