The pressure started to build up, and I didn’t want to make a single mistake.One evening she called me late around 10 pm, and I was still in my offi...ce. I was surprised seeing her call so late and I ignored it at first. She called again and this time, I picked up. The conversation went as follows:Me: Hello.V: Sorry to call you so late, can I please speak to you for 2 minutes if you are free?Me: Yes?V: Sir, I am finding work difficult to manage, I am trying hard but making mistakes.Me: See. I went to their home alone with my best clothes. It was their daughter’s 19th birthday. Then I realized bhabi is much older than I thought, her age was actually 37 years. I went to their home a little bit early as bhabi told me to come and help them with some work.Everything was perfect but at the end bhaiya created some scene. Bhaiya was drunk with some of their friends to their overcapacity and not in a stable position. Bhabi went after him to manage her husband but he scolded him in front of. "This wasn't a part of your plan?" I expected him to try to assign it and then for everyone to laugh athim, not for them to play along!"What followed was probably the least enthusiastic orgy ever. The guys gotup and started debasing themselves in front of the women, following theprofessors influence, more embarrassed to have to actually talk tostrangers than about any of the things they were saying. Not that no onewas enjoying it. Some of the keeners seemed to be getting really into it,but most. I stuck my tits to the cool concrete wall and stuck my ass out, making sure my legs were a little more than hip width apart as you had taught me to do in an extended session last night. I heard your friend, Marc, call out and felt a mixture of relief and dread. The relief came knowing that a stranger wouldn’t see me in this humiliating position, but the dread of the moment when he discovered me joined the mix. I still thought perhaps somehow magically my presence would be undetectable until he.