"It would have been funny if we had tried to stand and walk away wouldn't it," and laughed out loud again."Have you been acting as Gerry's bodyguard f...r long, she never mentioned it the last time we met," said Mavis in a soft voice. She had one of those voices you sometimes hear that no matter what subject they are talking about; make you think they are referring to a sexual situation.I recounted all what happened and then we went into the circumstances why I had landed outside Gerry's. I’ve penned down many stories here on ISS. This story(read: real incident) is two weeks old. I got a mail appreciating my writing skills and the encounters from a reader. I acknowledged it and i was overwhelmed by the praises thrown at me by a reader. We both exchanged a series of mails and got to know each other and made herself comfortable. We took the next step by chatting in Hangout. She had to tell that she hails from Chennai too. She told her pet name as “Tinku”. Married. And gonna turn. Oh, right. The color began to make its way back into my face of course thats what she meant. She reached over my plate to take my glass, filling it to the top and setting it back down. You alright, Paul? my father said from across the table. You look a bit shaken up. Did you have a bad dream or something? He chuckled and shoved another forkful of food into his mouth. Yeah, something like that&hellip, I mumbled, reaching for the glass of milk and raising it to my lips. After breakfast my father. I would also do the same. It was so erotic and we were floating in a dreamland.Once it also happened that her children were watching TV in one room and she would come to me and do a quick fuck. Then again go back behaving as if nothing happened. In fact later whenever we had to fuck, she had to place a towel underneath. So that when she would squirt during sex, it would not wet the bedsheet.For 4 years we fucked each other almost daily. When she would have her periods, she would suck my penis.