Sometimes just for an outing, a shopping spree or a cup of coffee in town, sometimes for a round of heavy petting. Once we even spent a few days abroa... and slept in the same bed, and yet: It took us at least four years to go so far, that I could lick her to a first orgasm ... it happened in her washhouse, the k**s were at home and could have come in any time ... and she surrendered to me, came twitching and moaning ....A week later she wanted to pay me back, gave me one of her absolutely. Uska intzaar khatam hone hi wala tha.achnak uske agrabhag mein kuchh halchal hone se uski tandra bhang huyi. 26-27 saal ki ek aurat ka pichhwada uske linga se ja takraya. Usne uss aurat ki aur dekha to aurat ne kaha,”sorry, bheed jyada hai.””it’s ok”, shamsher ne kaha aur thoda pichhe ho gaya.aurat padhi likhi aur sabhya malum hoti thi. Rang thoda sanwla jaroor tha par youvan poore shabab par tha. Wo bhi shamsher ko dekhkar attract huye bina na rah saki. Kankhiyon se baar baar pichhe dekh. At last on the fifth day she came at the door and pushed the door to be opened and told “dorja chapaya rakhen ken, ami TV dekhbo na” (why are you keeping the door ajar, would I not watch TV)? “Tui to lukiye lukiye dekhis, ami khrap chhobi dekhtesi, toke dekhte hobey na” (you are always peeping, I’m watching nasty films, you would have not to watch those).“Dekheci besh korechi, apni dekhle amio dekhbo” (I have done good to watch that, if you would watch then I also watch). “Tor khrap lage na”. And since the house was now in my name, none of what came next would require Violet’s involvement at all.Neither of us had spoken aloud about what we were going to do with ourselves, or each other. We didn’t seem to have words for what lay before us. This new kind of silence was not comfortable. It had grown malignant, twisting in my stomach like a tumor.Any claim that the opportunity to talk had never come up would have been a lie. We both might have used sex to avoid discussing things, but.