She went out to her car and looked and came back to the phone and told me that she had mine. I told her I really needed my book bag, which was a littl... white lie, so she offered to bring it to me. When she pulled up to the house, I watched her as she got out of the car. She had changed into a pale green dress cut just above her knee, and some sandals. I’d never seen her legs before, she had always worn pants to work, so I couldn’t help but notice that she had very nice legs and pretty feet. I. He grabs me by the arms, liftsme up, sets me down on top of him, my babydoll barely long enough tocover my bare bottom."We kiss for a minute. Then he asks me if I'm ready."And I say 'yes.'"+++++I slipped into a daydream. A daydream of a memory. A happy one, from alife before.It was May Day. That day has a feminine quality to it... like the firstday when flowers begin to open their petals.So, yeah... feminine.We were near the end of our training at the institute. It was thatblissful time before. “This is my wife Mamatha’s. I want you to have it and I will be with you forever. If you are fine with this put it in your neck and come to my room if not bring it to my room and leave it. You can take your own time, and I know that you like me’ saying so he left the house. I wanted to run to his room and lift my saree up, open my legs and welcome his cock in my pussy, but I didn’t do that. I wanted to make him more desperate for me. I didn’t speak to him for next few days but made him see me. She has developed an insatiable sexual curiosity, and is interested in trying out new things.She occasionally sends me e-mails of her latest adventures, which I combine, clean up and turn into a story for her. In exchange she allows me to repost where I wish. She swears all this is true, I have only her word for it though, so read at your own discretion...I finally did it! I\'ve been saying for a while I wanted to try sex with another woman. I always sort of imagined it would be someone I knew..