She didn’t say anything at first, as I just stood there in disbelief staring at her. I couldn’t help letting my eyes roam over every inch of her. ...he was fucking gorgeous from head to toe. Then she spoke, her voice still a little breathless from her exertions while stroking my cock. “First of all,” she said, “my name’s Amy; please stop calling me Cheryl, OK, honey?” She laughed flirtatiously and began to undo the buttons on her blouse. I was completely dumbfounded – I just stared at the. It was in the third year of engineering that we started talking because of a common friend. As soon as we started talking, we became close as we had a lot in common. So we were chatting a lot in a short span of time. We were like friends getting back after a long time. We chatted about our likes, dislikes and also about our fantasies. In fact, we talked like close friends without any awkwardness. I also had a girlfriend at that time but it was a secret, so no problem about that too.She knew I. I can not even imagine how frustrating it must have been for him, living all those years with a wife who considered sex as a duty, the price she had to pay for the security of marriage. We had sat down together, me sat cuddled on his knee with his strong hands gently caressing me, and discussed the whole issue of sex with each other. I had told him my limits, no pain, nothing in public that might cause gossip or scandal to either of us, no bodily marking, but that bondage and spankings were not. .”i could just manage a nod but this time in acceptance..she said ” thnx !, i promise you i’ll make your first ime very special !, very special”i was looking at her in greedy astonishment but she stood up and moved out of the room…i thought, oh god, was this some kind of test of my character….if yes then i hv failed badly…fuck shit…if it wasn’t a test then why she would walk out of the room like that…i was thinking that she wud start having me after that talk between us…i kept sitting there for.