If there was a power cut, she would sweat and her waist shined like a polished teak.Her thighs though could not be seen through her saree. I would try... to makeout the outline. She has tremendous thunder thighs. I wish I could see her in leggin now.Sometimes when I sit on the floor and she sits on the chair. I would deliberately wait to see her cross her legs. Trying to get a peek of her thighs. And whenever it happened, the sight was fucking awesome.Sometimes she used to scratch her pussy area,. He seemed to have that effect on me and I loved it. The next thing I knew I was scrambling around to get ready. Put on my stockings, my miniskirt, bra, and shirt, but left off my panties because I wanted him to have easy access to my ass and cock (if he wanted it). I also didn't have time to paint my nails, but I was sure he wouldn't care about that. At 10 o'clock I put on some fresh red lipstick and walked out my apartment to his front door. I didn't even get a chance to knock - he already had. You know your toys don't belong on the floor". He sounded just like she had the many times she'd had to say it. He thought the look on his Mommy's face was funny, as she got very embarrassed having to be reminded of something so simple, by her own son. Satisfied, he sat down on the couch, not wanting to mess the clothes up again. He wanted to go out and play, but couldn't with Sean being here. Since he was supposed to pretend to be his Mom, (he was beginning to find it odd. Range was never one of his strong suits. As the afternoon wore on and people slowly made a break for the exits as early as they could, Kurt found himself swinging back and forth on his chair staring stupidly at his computer monitor. A co-worker stuck his head in. ?Something on your mind buddy?? he asked. Kurt shook his head. ?Time for bed I think,? he lied. Satisfied, his well-wisher left. But sleeping was the last thing Kurt felt like doing. Something inside of him was on.