I saw you watching me in the library, so I quickly moved to another aisle and opened a large book in front of my face, but when I checked to see where you were, you were gone, had disappeared. I returned my attention to reading and browsing, thinking nothing more of it than, "Just my imagination."

I moved to the back of the room to peruse the magazine rack and suddenly you were here, standing right here in front of me! You tear the magazine from my grip, toss it onto a shelf, bend me backwards, and kiss me hard.

My uncle lives 2 streets away from our house and my auntie lives in another town. My uncle hired a maid servant to cook for him and do the household. She is very young and hot. My uncle, who is always horny, did not have the courage to tell the maid servant that he wanted to fuck her. So he got me into the house and told me that he wanted to have her and that I suggest a way for him to approach her. As per the plan, my uncle started touching my private parts when she was just walking into my uncle's room with his afternoon tea. That was just enough to turn her on.

Before telling the story let me tell you a bit about myself, my name is Jay and I'm 31, the story I'm going to share with you is 100% true and it all happened to me a year ago. After my graduation I got a job and in the process I have been transferred to Udaipur and I have to come here, as I haven't any place to live here so I started looking for an accommodation here with the help of a friend of mine.

The summer was ending and once again Rob had to get ready to get back to work. This year would be different, Rob had become the Headmaster of a local prep school and he was looking forward to that atmosphere after 10 long years in the public school system.
All administrators had to report a week before the students. Rob got to the office early, wanting to make it his own and meet and greet his staff. He had a morning meeting and headed back to his office. Within the hour a woman walked in the door declaring that she was his executive assistant.

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Cindy was having a very difficult time accepting who she was and where her life was going.

Debbie was my go to girl at the office. When I needed a session booked, she was the one who could do it. Even better, she would lean over at her desk revealing cleavage that went all the way from Chicago to Cleveland, She was that special kind of woman. Five foot two, with 38DD breasts always barely restrained in a low cut fashion. My eyes always wavered between her large brown eyes and incredible tits. Debbie knew it. She kept her black hair cropped short so as to never obstruct the view with distracting tresses that would thwart admiration of her magnificent breasts.

She was the shortest girl in the class. She was average looking. She generally sat in the back bench. She was careful not to be in the limelight. But I knew she was trouble from the beginning. She had a beautiful figure and she knew it. I noticed that she deliberately showed a lot of cleavage during class hours. My slightly bewildered guess that she did it only to male teachers was proved correct when some of the male colleagues commented on it. But none of the ladies had that experience with her. I deliberately ignored her. Others either took her to task for it or enjoyed the view.

She was not the type to do this and neither he had assured her, was he. They met over lunch. He could find nowhere else to sit in the busy café but at her table. They had made polite small talk and suddenly found themselves laughing and giggling like old pals.

"So where are you staying?" He asked her in that heart-melting accent of his.