“Why, yes it is," I answered while looking over at the clock, which read 11pm. "May I ask to whom am I speaking to at 11 o'clock at night?" They sai... nothing. "Hello are you there?" I asked. Still nothing. I was about to hang up, then I thought to myself, this can’t be no other than my husband playing games on the phone. He must be bored at work. I continued to play along to entertain him. "You wanted Sahsha and now you got her, yet you won’t say a word, now why is that?" I just wanted to hear. This one was male howeverFor a long time she was captivated by a student that worked part time in our local supermarket during university breaks. Whenever she was close to him or caught sight of him she turned into a schoolgirl with flushes, giggled and generally lost control. It transpired that Gem's sister knew him and she kept her fantasy alive by making contact on facebook. Recently she had blatantly told him via the safety of the social networking site of her crush. I imagined he loved the. We fuck on the couch. In the office. On the rug. In the bathroom over the sink her husband uses to brush his teeth. My pants are around my ankles and I kick them off and step into the bedroom. There’s very little in the room that isn’t hers. A chrome watch and a pair of men’s dress shoes. Otherwise the room is all hers, neat and stylish as the Ann Taylor suits she wears to work.I hesitate before entering and then walk in and stand before her fully erect. I wag it around like a dog’s tail. We walked to the park and sat on the swing. I looked up at the almost full moon thinking about how awesome an opportunity to kiss him this would be when he calls me a coward. I look at him astonished. I ask him how he thought I was a coward. He said that I didn't kiss him in the truth or dare. I blush and look away quickly. 'Why does he have to be right while being so cute?' I look back at him and tell him that I'm not a coward. As I stand and walk towards him, he tells me I am. I lean into him.