We've talked for over 10 years, it makes you more stimulating." What about my girlfriend?" You are, therefore, completely safe from failing my expecta...ions, aren't you." Plus, When I get put in the spotlight I start to perform, and act a more typical male." What if I wasn't so 'safe' as you put it?" Ah, then my ineptness would set in. You would continue to be safe, on a pedestal." What if I was equally engrossed by what you have said?" To what end?" How about this. You are my second last. I some time use to go to there house for some work or may be to read newspaper i was little frank with there elder son who use to call me bhaiya, let me tell you i had no intention till then.It all started one day jab main unke ghar gaya it was summer main jab unke gar gaya to wahan par aunty akeli thi maine newspaper liya aur padhne laga woh apna kam kar rahi thi or beech beech main mujhse baat kar rahi thi, newspaper main kuch khaas nahi tha, main jane laga tabhi wo boli kahan jaa raha hai na. I was pinned between her hard body and the hard wood of the dresser, with the hard phallus between my legs resting against my body."Wait!" I said, breathing almost as heavily as she was."For what?" she asked, eyes gazing into mine somehow even more intensely than before."I-"She leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips before I could say anything. I felt her press something into my hand, and when she pulled her lips away and I looked down, I saw it was the bottle of lube."You have twenty seconds. “Not yet.” At least she said “not yet.” and not “get off of me you lesbian slut.” so maybe the night would end with a little kiss. But for now I was happy to just dance with her and kind of get to know her. She told me about her work and family and for the most part seemed comfortable with me. But if I got too close to her or tried to kiss her lips or neck she would pull away. Finally I just gave up and enjoyed being with her. It was a little after midnight when the party was over and we.