“You’re a little late,” he said nonchalantly. The first thing I noticed was, for the first time in over six months, David had not been drinking....Usually, I would come home to find David was already on his sixth or seventh beer, on his way to polishing off a twelve pack before falling asleep in his recliner. Tonight was different. The house was clean, he was preparing dinner and all indications were he had not started drinking. No question, from all external appearances, allowing David to watch. We did not stop. We moved ahead. One-step at a time, though, to check ourselves as to where the Lakshman-Rekha was. However, the supposed ubiquitous Lakshman-Rekha never existed at least for Anita and me.Phone sex became a routine. We would cum hard over the phone. She would frequently experience multi-orgasmic spasms. We would share our love and intimacy, all via the virtual space, but with the deepest desire to convert the virtual lovemaking sessions into real ones.And that did not take long. “Come here.,” he said. “Why?” I asked nervously. “I said ‘come here’. What part did you not understand?” “What are you doing?” I asked. “You’ll see. Come here.” I walked towards him and I got the feeling something wasn’t right. I tried to keep a “safe” distance. “Come closer,” he ordered. “Why?” I asked. “Because you’re going to get a spanking, that’s why.” I couldn’t control my laughter as I grabbed my mouth and clutched my stomach in amusement. “Yeah right, I’ll let you put me in jail first. He pulled over and we got out of the car. I don’t remember the conversation but I remember I was soon on my knees, he wanted me to suck his cock. Without thinking or hesitation I did it. I remember thinking “fuck I am sucking a cock!” and I loved it! I loved everything about it, how it made me feel, how feeble and powerless I felt, ow light headed I was from the booze, I loved the taste, the texture. I loved the fat I was making this man moan and his cock grow in my mouth, his pre cum tasted.