Maine sote hue apni chadar hata ke shorts utaar diye. Jaise he unhone dekha wo to shock hogyi aur ghussa bhi dikh rhi thi pr thodi der baad wo chale g...i meri fat gyi thi pr usi din shaam ko wo aayi saree nabhi ke niche thi and thoda sa cleavage dikh rha tha. Agle din maine fir aisa he kiya ab wo gyi nhi balki wo paas aane lagi.Unhone dhire se lund ko kiss kr liya aur jaane lagi fir maine ek dum se haath paakad ke apne upar gira liya unko aur kiss krne laga, pahle to resist kiya pr phir wo bhi. It was almost as anonymous as email. I gave my number to the author and he called me, and we talked.We talked a lot. I really liked his voice, his accent. He’d sent me an audio file of one of his stories, one that he’d written for me alone, and, well, I’d listened to it a lot. We wrote stories together -- he would come up with a premise, I would come up with a fantasy, and we would make it sexy together, then he’d write it up and post it on the website.We talked about our own fantasies, of. "Seems like it," chuckled Jennifer, Sandi's younger daughter."Y'all behave now, y'hear girls! Aunt Phyllis and I have some errands to run" she announced to her daughters as we got into her big Suburban. Before climbing in herself, Sandi opened the endgate and Bruce dutifully hopped inside and settled down. Was it my imagination or had Jennifer given us a sly chuckle as we got into the car?Knowing Sandra as I do, and seeing that Bruce was with us, I knew the special surprise had to do with sex.. I can't...sorry." he took off walking out the door and I was left there by myself. This was such a waste of time, and he was such an idiot for coming all this way, I thought to myself. After about 5 minutes there was another knock on the door and I went to open it. He was standing there again as he walked back inside. "Okay... let's do it... but you have to use a condom." throwing a batch of condoms onto the couch as he headed back into the living room. he started taking off his clothes and I.