I've been there many times before and even though I knew a few good spots to take carnal pleasure from a lustful lover, I wanted something more tonigh.... I wanted someone to take me home and fuck me for hours. Maybe I was a bit scorned after my last relationship ended, but that is the last thought I have. My mind was stuck on the sexual glare I was getting from a stranger as I got out of the cab. His eyes glued to my crotch, I hung in the doorway of the cab for a moment, startled by the wicked. Those three days were like three years and all these days i was dreaming about nothing else than fucking her all life,and those dreams of having sex with that once-in-life-beauty was extraordinary.And eventuallly it was friday evening.I couldn't handle this excitement anymore and around 6pm,i went to her flat and as soon as she opened her door i felt like haugging her and sucking her juicy and melon sized boobs.She was looking so sexy and hot in that dress.I don't know the name sof girly. We stood by Matron’s desk and waited for Mrs. Smith to begin.She began, “Rosie, tell me what you did and who sent you here.”Rosie began a long rambling account which was making Mrs. Smith very cross. “For goodness sake girl, I haven’t got all day. Adam, the short version please.”“Miss Evans found us together in the gym, kissing and touching each other. She was very cross and sent us to Matron to be punished.” I said.“What do you mean when you say touching each other?”“I, er.. I had my hand. I also said her it was more of care and affection on her which made me say that.Hema: Don’t make me feel like a slut.Me: Hey, how can you say that?Hema: If you don’t love me. It means that you just wanted my body and not love.Me: No no. Don’t say that. If I was behind your body. Now I would have been fucking you in your home.Hema: You know how to charm a woman. You are good at it.Me: (laughingly) Not just that. I can be good at other things too to my women.Hema: Tell me one truth. Will you fuck.