She had grown up to a cute twelve year old, her dark green eyes glimmered in the light from the television and she inherited Dads light skin. I though... about practice today and how bummed I was that I got benched for the next three weeks. One detention and coach overreacted. I looked over at Lilian and her eyes were transfixed on the T.V., I figured shed be entertained for awhile and decided to go shower. Lilian, Im heading upstairs, Im gonna take a shower. Are you gonna be okay down here for a. It happened like this: We had been together for ten years and I honestly thought she was happy with me. I admit I thought I was lucky to marry her as she was (and is) very pretty and I was not really in her league for looks. But she obviously found something in me though gods knows what. The day I discovered her account at (not the true name of the site I just use it to avoid legal issues) was the worst of my life. She always used to get up earlier than me and as I was such a dopy sleepy head. Sexy for us is attitude, and we’ve got buckets full, though you wouldn’t know that unless you got to know us.“M” and I went about our normal life together and put the idea on the back burner. But it would bubble up occasionally, breaking through our veneer of practiced nonchalance. When “J” was over at our place, we laughed and horsed around as normal, never hinting at what we ultimately wanted. “J” is nothing if not perceptive, however.“What’s up?” “J” asked one evening.“Well,” I stumbled,. Hello, the soft female voice said on the other end. “Hello? Bharathi?” I asked. “Yes, this is Bharathi. Who may I ask is calling?”“Hi Aunt Bharathi. This is Shailendra your nephew.” “Well I’ll be darned!” she exclaimed, surprised to hear from anybody back home. “How’s the family?” “Uh, the family’s fine.” We continued to chitchat for a few minutes and then I made my move. “Aunt Bharathi, the reason I called is that I am going to be in your city tomorrow and I was wondering if you and Uncle.