It will never happen again and I am getting married next weekend.I’m putting this experience down in writing because out wedding counselor from the ...hurch suggested that if I write this down I can use it for strength if I am ever tempted again.My name is Phenix, I’m twenty-eight years old, I’m a carpenter by trade and I live in the suburbs of Nashville, Tennessee. I’m getting married next weekend to the love of my life Laura. My wife to be, Laura and I decided to abstain from sex for three. I looked through the window I was alone but ..no there were two girls from the school across the way (they were allowed to use our court after school) I went to another, closer window where I could watch. Nice tennis whites, nice legs , very nice bottoms in tight pants bending to collect the ball.I was hard , I had a good view, they couldn’t see me which was a good thing, standing looking through a window stark naked with an erection gripped in my hand. I almost came watching these beauties but. " What were you doing going behind the trees with him in the first place?" Nothing. We were just walking and talking."Yeah, right I thought. Walking, talking, leading him on and teasing him.We didn't know it at the time but Hetty had finally gone too far and with the wrong guy.It was the night of her company Christmas party and Hetty was going to it alone. I had fallen down on a patch of ice and twisted my ankle rather badly. To make matters worse I seemed to be coming down with the flu. I. Of course I licked the custard off my lips, and she sighed. I don’t know that I’ve ever been so aroused in company before. I whispered in her ear this time, ‘If we don’t hurry up and finish this, I think I’m going to spontaneously combust.’ It was her turn to practically drop the cutlery. Between the two of us we finished that treacle sponge in record time, said our goodbyes and went out as slowly as we could manage into the night. ‘Your place or mine?’ Then we discovered that we were both in.