Ek din aise hi dhamki me chala gaya dekha toh mama ghar me nahi the, maine sonu se pucha to pata chala ki ab 15 din ke liye mama ki second shift chalu... ho gaye hai. Ye sunke mere chehre pe khushi chha gayi. Maine sonu ko padhana start kiya. Hall se kitchen clearly visible tha. Meri najar mami pr hi rahati thi. Mami ki raseeli gand dekh ke main pagal ho gaya tha. Main pani mangne ke bahane kitchen me chala gaya. Glass pakad te hue maine anjane me mami ka hath chhune ki koshish ki. Phir jake main. Either no time or no wish. If I saw attractive guy it would turn me on in a second. Of course, I didn’t have normal sex for over two years. My best “lover” was my seven inches vibrating “John”. Don’t ask why “John”.I am a teacher of elementary school. Once every two weeks I have meetings with parents to talk about kids and their success. I love my kids but I love their parents even more. So, let me tell this story...It was the end of the day. I was ready to go home. Suddenly somebody knocked at. You could enter only after 9 in the evening and the place was open until dawn. Then you had to leave. No names were ever even given by the Doms, but all of the potential subs had to identify themselves. It was only fair. They were the submissives and subject to any order given by their Master or Mistress. Some relationships were actually quite benign in nature. The one in charge would treat their sub with a certain amount of love and care. They would only ask for a modicum of submission. They. This felt tickling and very tender, which is why I felt a sense of well-being radiating from his fingers all over my body. My air stayed away, my belly pulled in even more, my ribs stepped out even more and my skirt slipped a bit further down. I felt that my skirt now had so little hold on my body that I pressed my butt against the stranger's limb so that my skirt wouldn't slide to the ground. The stroking of the stranger felt beautiful and indescribably awesome. Then his fingers stroked me.