I wasn't sure how to feel.He hadn't seen me since I left for my adventure 4 years earlier. As adifferent person. I can't deny that I changed a lot sin...e then. ShouldI wear a dress? I could. It's not a date though. At least I think itisn't.But I know him. He is the one who doesn't know me. He only knows theperson who I pretended to be. I still liked most of the same things asbefore. I wasn't that much different. Mostly just my presentation. Andname. Not Sean. Sarah. No dress. For now.We both. It was a tacit admission she was on to something. Women always seemed better at figuring out these things than men. They paid attention to all the social cues most guys ignored. It made them socially intelligent and dynamic while most males remained clueless dullards well into adulthood.“And what did your eyes tell you?”“They told me you were an item. The way you started acting around each other in class made that evident. But what others may not have noticed was how long your gaze lingered on. Is it? Unless it’s what I’ve just told you would happen? How I would milk you. Slowly build up a big messy load and milk your cock. Make you fill your mouth with your warm, creamy, sweet load of cum. Is that what’s got you this excited? Honey, are you really a cumslut? Is my husband aroused by the thought of his wife milking his cock in his own mouth? Is this right? ‘Can you tell me how long it’s been since you came?Ten days. My mouth waters as it says it.‘Ten days. Oh fuck. I’m sorry. She is a. Gautam was working as a shift manager for a major supermarket so he was working shifts morning and lates rotating. Our first born was now three years old so was at the age where she was active and learning but would love having naps which helped me get on with work and rest up.My best friend Avisha had I had been friends for over ten years since our university days. She was married to Vik for the last few years. They didn't have c***dren at this point and were just enjoying married life.