Onekkhon darie thekhe jokhon deklam ma kono sara ney tokhon dak dilam–ma!–hmm. tumi? amar lokkhi baba tumi kothay sile saradin?(ei bole amak jorie...dhorlo)Ami take sobkichu bollam. Ao bollam j amar notun nam ki rakha hoese. Amar notun nam suney ma jeno dom atke, chokh boro boro kor takie roilo. Ektu por akash patal venge kanna. Dadi ese onek bujhalen ma er kanna thamena. Pore aste aste sobkichu soye alo sobar. Amio bujhte suru korlam ektu ektu.Ekhon amar boyesh 17, ma er boyesh 36. Amar. Her soft, wet tongue moved around my own mouth sending shocks like electricity down through my stomach causing it to flutter as though filled with millions of butterflies. Onwards, down to my vagina the sensations causing it to pulse and tingle like never before.I became aware that her hand had moved to my breast and was massaging it through the soft cotton of my bra and under the torn fabric of my blouse. My nipples had become achingly hard and every touch and pinch of her slender fingers. I always start off with a few stretches, then a fast walk to the corner. From there I slow jog down the sidewalk to the park, about four blocks over.I got to the park earlier today than normal, and there weren’t that many joggers out yet. My thoughts were flashing through my mind like pictures in a slide projector. This has always been my time to reflect and remember, as I jog. This was my space and I always enjoyed it.Today was going to be different, I knew in an instant as I looked ahead of. Kitt put her brush down and came closer. "Would you like to see more?" she said, while slowly unzipping the coveralls."Please don't tease me, Kitt. I'm already embarassed that I got hard"But Kitt wasn't teasing. She took my hand and led it to the zipper. "Don't be embarassed", she said. "Seeing you hard made me all wet. We have an empty apartment, a nice comfy bed, and no need for excuses".She pulled my hand down, and with it came the zipper. She ... I ... We pulled it all the way down, and she.