It was office as usual with Rohan, he had made a routine to fuck me twice a week, sometimes alone and some time with any one of his friend either Raj ...r Umesh, because I had told him specifically that I could take only 2 at a time and more than that.It may so happen that one day it would be Raj and other day it would be Umesh. Each time the place would be different either at Rohans place or his friends place or some day it may be hotel.That day was Saturday, after office hours, I was just. Lisa’s parents were our neighbors. When I came over, we enjoyed the pool, watched TV or did our home work together. Nothing else went on, because there was always her aunt around when her parents were working. This aunt, Mrs. Wilder, was a widow, about fifty years old, who always put on a face like a master sergeant, shouting orders at her niece when she was sitting too close to me at the pool or on the couch.The house, like ours, was surrounded by a marvelous garden, lush grass, a great. After dinner, I closed the curtains on both sides. We were silently looking at each other. That was a moment I felt we were connected. I asked for her hands and she extended them towards me. I hold them, caressed them for a while and moved closer to her. She was silently looking at me. I touched her cheeks and she holds my hand. I caressed her hair and she closed her eyes. I hold her hands and pulled her towards me. She came to sit in my lap. I was caressing her hair and neck. She was lying. ”We thanked the lady and paid for the bag.“Anything else before we go home?” I asked.“Home?”“Yes.”“Our home?”“Maybe.”“Dear?”“Yes.”“Us?”“Yes.”“We?’“Yup.”“I love you?’“Hold my hand.”I pulled her with me towards our home. I was teetering on the brink. But I still could not drop the ‘L’ word on her.Our return trip was quiet as we walked hand in hand, sometimes swinging them wildly between us.Us.We.Dear.Married yet.Daughter.Girlfriend.Our home.It hit me like a 20lb hammer. All possibilities of any.