My best friend Jannaki, who lived in Kumbakonam, both of us were on the volleyball team at a catholic girl’s school near Kumbakonam railway station....In my secondary school year, we had a night game in a called Tanjore fifty km away from ours. Since I knew we’d get back in town late, I asked my father if it was okay for me to go straight over to Janaki’s house and spend the night. After much cajoling, he relented.Janaki lived in a large house on the rear side of the school. They were well to do. ‘I see, but why am I here now then? You’re together, so ….’ Chera leaned in and took Shayna’s hand in her own. Her blue eyes looked into Shayna’s own blue eyes. ‘Shayna, I’ve never heard him talk about a woman the way he raved about you. You got to him Shayna, you really did. I had to see for myself the kind of woman that could affect my husband that way. Now I have.’ Shayna’s heart was pounding, she wondered what to expect next. Chera took Shayna’s hand and caressed it, lightly. ‘I want to. I avoided Jimmy most of the day because I wasn’t sure what to do. Did I invite him over to fuck my Mom again or keep her all to myself? I kind of wanted to have her in the bed and lie beside her and then just fuck her when I felt like it. Jimmy finally caught up with me and the image of her sucking his cock overwhelmed me. “Hey, Terry, what’s up?” “Been lookin’ for you, Jimmy,” I lied, “Where you been?” “Everywhere. How’s Mom?” He grinned. I thought he had a permanent hard-on for her. Irma's establishment was established years ago for women,but also for men. For women as a beauty parlor and for men as a placewhere they too can find the kinds of satisfaction women can provide.There were always far more "assistants" and private rooms in that shopthan beauticians, and far more sexually provocative ladies than therewere chairs, I'd notice whenever I dropped my wife off. Which would Iend up as? I had no idea yet.I wriggled in anticipation, luxuriating in my silk nightie, and.