Corruption of Rome Ch. 07

With the temperature headed into the low hundreds, the day was shaping up to be a seriously lazy, do nothing Sunday. I'd been up for a few hours, having coffee and reading the paper. It was far too hot for clothes and the ever so slight breeze coming through the house felt good on my skin. "I think you have the right idea," my wife Sara said as she came out of the bedroom clad in a tank top and pair of panties. "Care to join me?" I asked hopefully. Even after 20 years of marriage, I still loved seeing her naked. "I don't know," she replied with a teasing smile, running her hand over her breast. "I get naked, you'll get excited, want to have sex and it's too hot and sweaty to get that hot and sweaty." "Scout's honor," I promised, doing my best Boy Scout salute. "I'll behave." "Liar!" she laughed, nodding her head towards my already thickening cock. "But I guess I'll have to trust you

Taking my shoes off outside your door Opening the door quietly Listening to hear where you are. I hear the shower and smile. Tip toeing to the bathroom...heart in my throat Slowly opening the door ... hot steamy air pours out. Closing door quietly behind me ... I can see your profile in the shower. Smiling, I take off my clothes and let them drop to the floor at my feet. Opening the curtain Your back is to me. Your cute ass is facing me ... I take one hand and run my fingers up the back of your thigh. Startled ... you turn around ... and say ..." Nadine ... what the hell ... how did you?" Then you notice I'm not wearing anything ... your eyes move from my face ... down to my tits ... linger there for a minute ... and then downward I can see the look in your eyes change ... your body tense. I step up to the edge and into the shower with you. You look down at me and smile ... leaning your face into mine ... you kiss me ... your lips are soft and wet ... your tongue touche

As usual I bunked my classes the next day as well and visited Shobha. I spent the entire day like always, licking and serving Shobha's body. At about 3 PM after meeting her fifth orgasm since morning Shobha let me go home. On reaching home I quickly took a shower and washed off the traces of sweat and cum from my body, my maid already washing my clothes. Suddenly I could hear the door-bell ring. Assuming that my dad had arrived I opened the door, but to my surprise it was Sandhya, the fourth grade staff of my college. She said, "Oh Shreya you are home. May I step in for a minute?" Sandhya was a dark woman in her late forties, she earlier used to make tea for the professors. Later the Principal of our college allowed her to do some office work too like taking files from one table to another, putting seal on documents etc. The non-collegiate girls of the college used to pay her money to make themselves present in the classes they bunked. I let her in and we sat in our dra

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The Minister grew up insulated against the worries of the poor and above the worries of the middle class. Not only was she given good looks and popularity amongst her peers, but also incredible talent and intellect. She, as well as those who knew who, believed she must be an angel sent form heaven. She did nothing to prevent this idea from entering her heart. As a child she showed a talent for the violin but did not pursue it. She, as well as her parents, knew that she was destined for the administration of their country and set her to reading books above chasing after her talent. Her parents provided her with a comfortable home and shared the quality of their education, as well as the education of the finest tutors in the country. One young man in particular, who had been her tutor since she was a young girl, eventually became the apple of the Minster's eye. Though she knew it was wrong, she often wondered if, when she grew up, if not when she was his student, they would be toget