Now lets come to the story.She was our neighbor from a long time , we used to spend good time together she got married 4yrs back and has a kid of 3yrs...this story is also about 2yrs back. I still remember on her 27th birthday she came to my house to invite us to her birthday party two days before and on her birthday i called her in the morning and wished her happy b’day we talked for 25min it’s just was a casual talk she asked me if i could come to her house and help her for the party i accepted. Stupid heart.“Shaun? Who is it?” a female voice called, and Shaun stepped aside to reveal a pretty black woman, who looked surprisingly young.“I’m your neighbor. Danielle White.” I smiled, trying to ignore the woman’s big black globes falling out of her shirt, practically.“I’m Angela Jones, Shaun’s mother.” the gorgeous black woman smiled, and side-hugged Shaun, who I struggled to keep my eyes off of.“Well, it’s a pleasure.” I smiled.“Oh, wait, don’t you want to meet my husband Marcus?” Angela. One of them was Naveen, in his mid-thirties who started treating me like a friend. He started telling me everything about his life. Things like where he works, what he does, about his wife & kids and pretty much everything. He was a nice guy who had everything but only one problem. He was unhappy with his sex life. He started telling me stuff like how he & his wife used to have sex regularly & how it diminished from fucking everyday to 3-4 times a week to now only 3-4 times a month. He loved. "Do I have time for a quick shower, hun? I feel all sticky and grimy from the plane." Sure, babe. Everything is ready except for the rolls, so give me a yell when you get out, and I will throw them in the oven then."When he called down that he was out of the shower, she put the sheet of rolls in the oven, and they were nearly ready by the time he dressed and came downstairs. While she was waiting, she put the salad and dressings out and the stew in a big bowl. While they were eating, Jim asked.