My weekdays were really tiring, to say the least.I had to review, interview and choose the team for my account at one of the Bangalore offices. And I ...had just 2 months to get that done or a maximum of 5 months. I used to have my breakfast in the room, provided by domestic help. He was appointed by the company and would come once every day in the morning.I had my lunch and dinner at the office canteen. Having stayed out of the house for 15 years then, my body had learned to adjust to outside. She was. And her halter-top was completely unfastened. She let the straps down from her shoulders, exposing even more of her generously sized cleavage.My heart sank as her hands went for her window curtains. My show would soon be over, and the rest would tragically be left to my imagination.To my pleasant surprise, she didn't close the curtains. Rather, she seemed to be admiring their design, running the fabric through her soft hands. Beauty admiring beauty; there wasn't much that I found more. "I told you, Chloe, you're free to leave anytime." No, of course I want to stay here with you Mia." I kissed her, mypassion showing in my kiss as we maneuvered onto the bed. We lay downside by side.We kissed and cuddled and I felt Mia's breasts through her top. Shepulled my top off but left my pink bra on, caressing my hairless stomach.I had shaved and used hair removal products everywhere below my neck sowas smooth, and I know Mia was the same. "Take my shoes off, Chloe." Imoved down and undid. We never had such bold conversations in our lives. But now she was responding, and the way she responded simply blew me off.Mother: Yes, I know, and that’s fine. It’s her choice. She has a great body, and if she wants to show it off, it’s her choice. As such, it’s very open here in this country. She said people here even fuck in the open on the roads behind the trees and even in the gardens.Me: Yes, mom, this is a free country, and moreover, this house is very free. You haven’t met the owner.