Dimple still used to come to my new apartment even if it was bit away from her home. She used to ask for my help for her coursework and I also helped ...er as much as I could.During summer, my roommate had gone to India, so I was alone. During those days Dimple used to come to my apartment for cooking food. She had actually started liking me, but she said her parents would not allow her to marry me as we belong to different casts. Our languages were also different. I told her that I always liked. That night in my bathroom, I had my very first gay fantasy that I made up in my mind. It was of me and Tony swimming naked with hard ons and afterwards me down on my knees waiting while he moved in closer to my face with his boner getting bigger and bigger as he lewid smiled from above me.With it raining off and on for the next few days with lots of arriving thunder storms, I stayed home helping mom with a lot of long overdue neglected home projects. It was late on a Thursday when I arrived at. In the white bra and boy shorts, she still looked sexy—at least she had that in her favour. She’d resisted Charlie’s suggestion to move in with her and now she knew why. If he’d been gambling again, it would be all over between them. If? A rueful laugh pierced the air again. She’d allowed him to persuade her to fuck the club’s clientele on the basis he gave up every form of gambling. Just for a short time, he’d said! While he found a regular job and paid off his debts. And she’d fallen for. "She laughed, too, and any tension that had been between us was broken.She sat up, and pushed her chest out to me. "Give them one more kiss, Honey, and then I'll have to put your toys away. But be gentle. I think they're a little raw after the workout you gave them."I reverently kissed each nipple, then she put her sweater back on while I put my shirt back on. She took my hand and led me into the kitchen. "I think we're ready for coffee now, don't you?"We sat and talked about everything, but.