He worked from behind me. He did it well. Now he had to come to the front to turn on the shower. He did it. How much of me did he see while he was in ...ront? I do not know, but that did not diminish by one bit the thrill coursing down my spine. I was now in a frenzy to show my body to my son. “Open the shower more fully and do my back.” I said. I sat up with hands by the side and opened out my thighs. If my son turns in my direction he cannot fail to see my breasts and vulva. Elavarasan started. I was flushed myself. When our eyes met through the mirror, we looked away from each other quickly. They met a few times though. She really looked embarrassed, as did I. But nothing was said other than the looks of embarrassment.As I was leaving, she said, “You won’t tell anyone about what happened, would you?”Her question caught me by surprise. “Who am I going to tell?”I looked at her to see if she would say more, but she didn’t and after a brief pause, I just left. My eyes kept seeing those. ”Lesley winced at the order. She stood a moment still rubbing her bottom but then she heard the order, “No more rubbing. Stop or get back across my lap.” With that, she immediately brought her hands in front of her clasping then together as just then she didn’t want another spanking. She looked at Emma with a worried look on her face but relaxed when she saw Emma’s smirk. Even so, she told herself it was a close-run thing and was pleased she had obeyed Emma.Emma scolded Lesley but was delighted. It was difficult for me to imagine a guy with a wife that couldn't even lift her legs without help not hitting on four beautiful teenagers with all their female needs before having boyfriends of their very own. Maybe I was getting too cynical about such things after the way all the husbands and daddies were making me get down on my knees and sometimes bending over for them when their wives were asleep or in the car when they were driving me home. I actually hadn't met a single husband that.
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