"It's better you don't know. As I said, I gave Colin my word; he told me something he really shouldn't have. I promise you there's no danger." It's to...do with the police then." it was a statement. She smiled knowingly and I thought she had realised what would be happening. I kept a bland face."One more thing," I said. "If you have any problems on Monday, phone me. I'll help in any way I can." OK," she said, "I'll keep the secret Dad."Then I knew she would."Good. I'll be at home. Call me if you. Again a burst of laughter was there. My face turned red with utter humiliation and shame. There was a mini bar and the ladies were enjoying drinks with snacks. Soon, I was given light but tasty dinner. After the dinner was over, Jennifer mam (a Christian friend of my mistress) requested my mistress to kiss me as per their tradition. I couldn’t believe when my mistress agreed to oblige. She held my face tightly with both her hands and gave me a long lip to lip smooch. All the ladies started. Her husband and I became great friends. We fished together and hunted together and played chess almost constantly. For many years, we were near inseparable. So in 1965 when I filed for a divorce they were the first ones I ran to for solace. I never wanted a divorce but it became the only solution.One day I was visiting them and I was a real wreck from lack of sleep. I felt I needed to sleep and it was affecting my nervous system. I was shaking as I sat in their front room. Ron said, “You can. Yes that feel gooood” and I tilted my head back, closed my eyes and sighed “Are you okay with this” David asked as he pausedI didn’t answer so David must of thought it was okay to proceed….He did. He touched the crotch of the knickers with his fingers and I jolted. My legs seemed to be opening by themselves which gave him a better view of my soaking knickers. He rubbed my slit through the fabric and rubbed over my clit“Ohhhh” I moanedHe put his fingers in the sides of my knickers and pulled.
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