Madhan used to look at me with his lust filled eyes whenever he passed me; I was hesitant to make a move. As the days passed by his glances changed in...o stares, one fine day while looking into my eyes he raised his eyebrow and smiled, without resisting my expression, I smiled back at madhan. That day on our friendship started, and closeness increased as the days passed by with talks about my past love life and stuffs like that.My hubbies increased importance to office compared to personal life,. The little house with a picket fence, two and a half kids, the whole nine yards. Not him. He was still young and wanted to do the daring shit he had always done, but you just can’t do that and also put someone else first. He loved his life and wouldn’t compromise what he considered living with suburban life.~~~He had met Becky about the time his Russia mission had come to an end. He was with her for about six months, the longest of any relationship he’d had since college. She was a lovely girl.. With that I stood up and walked to behind where she was sitting and rubbed her shoulders, as I was doing this she said "Mmmm that's good", I carried on massarging her shoulders and her neck and she was relaxing. She was wearing a typical nurses jacket with press studs instead of buttons and blue trousers.As I rubbed her shoulders she had her head back, I brought my hands down and gently cupped her small breasts bending down to kiss her neck. "Mmmmm" she said, as I pulled the press studs open to. Bookmen had been our next-door neighbor ever since I can remember. Her husband had left her years before for some young secretary or something, leaving her in pretty good financial shape and she never remarried. They never had children of their own and over the years she had always treated me as if I was her baby sister as she put it.Mrs. Bookmen had a backyard pool, and from the time I was ten or so, I was next door practically everyday during the summer. Both my parents worked and during the.