I counted eight boys as they walked past to get to the locker room. There were several cute guys among them, and I kind-of fantasized about showing of... to them. They were all pretty fit looking and I guessed they probably played on a high school sports team. Of course, I decided not to flash them, because they were all obviously too young, probably around fifteen or sixteen. I saw them again when I was doing my sit-ups. With my hands behind my head, and my legs bent, I would raise up and. Telling me that was for sure NOT the same woman. Having relieved myself, I wash in the sink. Finding a neatly printed box of fresh towelettes, I dampen my face then my loins. Cleaning my skin enough that it doesn’t feel sticky from sex secretions. The not so fresh scent left on my lips from last nights affair now off my face. A memorable contrast to the fresh Vanilla from this mornings wake up call. Coffee now filling the nostrils, and bacon. Yes!! BaconI find my boxers closer to the door.. ....Oh she was at one time....she arrived at college all idealistic....full of desire to study and all that. That's why she didn't like Julie....she was so carefree....always the party girl...sleeping with this guy and that guy....It pretty much disgusted Callie. Oh sure.....she had been sexually active with guys some....it was Ok, but she failed to see the big deal........ one night, when she was kind of fed up, she called Julie on it. To her surprise, Julie seemed genuinely concerned. My father works in chennai.He comes home once a month.I always wonder what an idiot my dad is as he never takes care of such a hot wifeMe & my mom live in a double bedroom house.One room for me and another room for my mom.My dad’s uncle (balu) lives near our home.He visit our home often.He is an old man of 60 years old.Black tall and muscular.He used to talk to my mom closely.As my mom is an house wife she will be always at home.I never doubted their relationship.Until that dayDaily I used to.