The sweetheart neckline puts your cleavage and even the tops of your breasts on display. It is probably a good thing that the dress has a coordinating...heavy black lace coat, which you pull on. Next, you slide your feet into your new black high heel sandals. Just before you head down the stairs you decide to add your jingling ankle bracelet. As you are putting on your lipstick you hear the garage door travel up its track. It’s time for you to go. As your husband walks through the door all he can. I begin to lick her earlobes as I said very softly " You have the most wonderful tits and there are many things that I want to do to you." As I said that she reached over on my lap, found my hand and cupped it on her left breast. She cooed softly as I begin to fondle her. I'm kissing her when she feels my hand on her thigh and I slide it slowly under the skirt of her dress so she uncrossed her legs to give me full access to her. " MMMmmm sweetheart I can feel your heat from here." I said. It all started when I was about 21 and returned home in Hyderabad after completing my engineering from Bangalore. My family consisted of my parents and me. But an year ago my mother got transferred to Guntur and was promoted to chief manager of her branch, so she used to visit us once a month.My father took voluntary retirement from Navy after serving as an officer for 20yrs and now he was working at an MNC as an HR. We had a maid who used to live in our out house and had been with us for over. I nodded and restedmy head down onto the bench while they untied me from the bench and we werejust in time for everyone to come into the locker room and change back intoour normal clothes. I kept my mouth shut about what had happened that day justas I was told to. Throughout the rest of the year and my eighth grade year, I became more andmore submissive, till the point where I would suck a dick before class startedwhen told to. I eventually became the "class bitch". I was never caught.