We started to initiate a conversation regarding the profession, work-life, and happenings in the city. I felt like my friend’s mom had become comfor...table with my presence and soon, the conversation turned to their incest experiences. This conversation started to give me hardness and it was visible on my pants.Soon Dheeraj became horny about the situation and started to massage his mom’s big boobs and tummy from the side of the saree. I was sitting on the sofa, watching them. I put my hands. What are we going to do doc?”The doctor laughed and said, “It’s a little unusual for a woman to be so horny right after the birth of a child, but you’ve had all your babies by caesarean, so you didn’t have all the strain and exhaustion of labor or the stretching and pain of delivery. I need you to promise me that you will limit your sexual activity to nipple sucking or I won’t have anything left to sew up. Do what you did before and wait for four weeks from today before you ask him for. He strode purposefully around to his side of the desk and sank into his leather chair like a felled giraffe. His leather chair whooshed as air rushed out of it.He peered at me over his desk as though he was surprised to see me there. He pressed his fingertips together and rested his index fingers under his chin, as only medicos seemed to do."How on earth did it happen?" he asked.I sighed and briefly closed my eyes; everyone wanted to know how it happened. It occurred to me that if it had been a. It smacked my chin again and I reached up to grab it. When I took it in my hand it was the first time I actually was aware of what I was doing. Heat surged through me. It was like I could feel ever sensation in my mouth. I made the mistake of looking at him. I giggled.“What? What you laughing at?”“Nothing.” I giggled again, and then thought I was ruining the moment. I put it back in my mouth and moved my lips so I could take more of his length. I inched myself down on it. Again I pulled back..