She talked about me and my studies as i was very good at studies she requested to guide her son jay for his entrance exams. As it was holidays and i u...sed to get bore so i agreed to guide jay. So it was decided that in every after noon i will teach jay.So on next day it was 2 pm my parents were at there office and pooja was sleeping in her room and rings well. I opened the door and saw jay, he used to say me didi. He wished me hello didi, i replied hello jay how r u? He said main mast hu di. Jay. So finally I placed my left hand her belly only. She did not say anything and I started playing with her shirt buttons. I was moving my fingers across her shirt and cuddling her stomach. I placed my right hand on her head and started caring her hair. She liked it and my monster was growing in my jeans creating trouble for me and then I opened her one bottom shirt button and touched her bare stomach. A current ran through my body but still I was not having enough courage to touch her boobs and I. "Hey, so should we make him take it out?" pulling her torturing hand away and grinning at the other guys. An enthusiastic chorus of yeahs.Melissa winked at Greg. "What do you think Greg, baby? Should we take a look? See if he's got a big one or a small one?" Yeah Melissa, make him drop his pants!" yelled Greg.She turned to Roger. "You heard the man, Roger. Let's see those pants around your ankles. Here come on, I'll help you." Melissa quickly and skilfully debagged him so that Roger was now. I leave to get something out of the car and Patrice walks into Peter’s room. As she opens the door Patrice sees him laying on the bed, stroking his big hard cock. Patrice stops in her tracks, staring for a second “ohhhh, I’m sorry” watching him going bright red as she watches his hand. Patrice rushes out of the room, both embarrassed at the situation.Patrice spends the rest of the day thinking of the image that she saw, staying quiet horny for the day. That night as Patrice changed into her.