Wo boli bohot hi bhola banta hai mujhe malum nahi ki tera kitne baar khada hua me Heraan hogaya sunke par anadar hi andar khus ho raha tha ki plan kam...aab ho raha hai bas me ne himmat jutayi aur unse kaha ki kya karu aunty pata nahi ye lund baar baar khada hojata hai aur bohot insult hona padta hai jaise aaj aapke saamne hua to wo boli koi baat nahi hota hai is umar me to mene unke paas jake unhe ek lip kiss kar diya aur kaha ki aap bohot ache hai jo abhi tak mujhe jhel rahe hai koi aur hota to. We were renting and had a beat-up old car. My now ex-wife has a nice job so she didn’t ask for anything. I moved out and rented a small two bedroom house about six blocks away.I let the twins know that they could come any time, no matter what. I really didn’t have much to move so the house was, for the most part, empty. It had been a few weeks since I moved into the house. It was about one a.m. and I was having vivid dreams of my now ex-wife. I got up, walked to the bathroom and was about to. What can I say, I loved it, she was so much fun to be with, and every time I saw that smile as she gave some bum some soup I swear it fed my soul more than she fed the bums. Because I had been such a good sport at the soup kitchen, she agreed to let me take her to an early dinner. I went home jubilated and the first thing I did was make reservations at a new French restaurant located in a loft downtown. I knew it was going to cost me a bundle but it was worth it and I wanted to impress her.. I learned that she was married and her and her husband came over from Japan so she could study to be a teacher and loved it so much here that they stayed. I will admit it hurt to hear that she was married since I was falling in love with her. It was your typical school boy crush even though I knew it wouldn’t go anywhere. Lets just say that the first chance I got after every class with her I was running to my room to jerk off. She filled a lot of my dreams and thoughts during my college.