I really did not feel well.I skipped the next two Sundays at the in-laws, keeping to myself. The last thing I needed to do was run into Beth. I tried ...to keep myself busy with work and errands, doing my best to stay preoccupied. Soon it was the weekend again and I headed home Friday evening. I drove passed Beth’s and saw her taking packages out of her car. She waved at me and motioned for me to stop. I pulled to the curb and lowered the window. She came over with a smile and leaned in the. Usually around the house I go naked, so not wearing a bra felt good. It was a hot day, but having the windows up and air conditioner on full blast made the inside of the car nice and cold. The colder the inside of the car got, the harder my nipples got. It felt so good to occasionally rub my arm across my hard nipples as I cruised down the highway. After about an hour I needed to pee, and saw a rest stop. I pulled in and made my way to the women’s rest room, it had only one toilet, and it. “Oh, she's definitely going to attack you at lunch,” Seth chuckled. “That's why I wanted to get this walking out of the way this morning. You're gonna be bow-legged and tired this afternoon.”Seth was right. As it turned out, most lunch times went that way. In fact, most days seemed to start with a session with one of the daughters, followed by an after-lunch romp with Laura, with an afternoon break with whoever I hadn't cum in or on earlier in the day. Bow-legged? Yeah. But damn happy. . That is so sweet. You know I oil my hair 3 times a week. But Mr. Banerjee does not like long hair so oiling it is out of question”I dared and replied “Miss call me when you want to oil your hair”Of now shut up” she replied.Just then she rested against me and my hardon rubbed her shoulders. I am sure she could feel it.Arun okay, you oil my hair every saturday, but keep it confidential”she said.ofcourse” I repliedi then said “Miss can I tell you comething if you do not mind”Go ahead” she saidmiss.