I was losing control. When she sat near me on couch, her body touching mine, i started to get hard on. I was dying to fuck her.One evening, when she r...turned from her trip to her friend’s home, i was sleeping in my room. Her entry has awaken me, so i went to living room. I saw that her room door was ajar. From slight opening i saw that she was changing her jeans to quarter pants, completely ignorant of the fact that door was not closed. I saw her wearing black panty; i remember licking that. I duly obliged and removed my top and jeans. We stood for a few seconds just looking at each other’s bodies, breathing in a tantric like manner and absorbing the sexual tension between us.I lifted my hand and ran my fingers through her hair, my hand clasped the back of her head as I leaned forward as if to kiss her but turned her head to one side and, with my mouth next to her ear, said “I am going to kiss you”. As I spoke my other hand reached down her back and grabbed her bum. “I am also. No, it didn't matter. What mattered to me was that I did it, me an adult. I breathe deeply once, to get my thoughts under control. I hear you talking... "... should be proud of yourself, pet. Never feel small. Would you like me to remove you from the ladder?" Was this a trick question? I narrowed my eyes, behind my blindfold as I thought about the alternatives to staying up here and getting down. Thinking what you'd do to me if I stayed up here. Shaking my head, I realize I just can't out-think. Book publishing. That fits me, she thought more times than not, thebookworm. The little dull as dishwater bookworm.Her cat jumped up on her lap. "Wiggy, don't you ever get tired of allthis excitement?" She giggled. "You don't give a rat's ass, do youWiggy? It's not just another lonely, boring night to you, oh, no, toyou it's just another day of living. How do you do it, old Wig? Dayafter day, the same old shit. Don't you ever want to break out andraise some hell? Go catting, ha ha, about town?.