"What about you? What's one of your sexual fantasies?"Melanie thought very hard before answering. "I want to be taken. Hard. I don't want to be domina...ed ... not in an S&M kind of way."She paused to take a deep breath."My ex ... he never made love to me," she winced. "He would fuck me. He never seemed like he really wanted to be with me. And he was never worried about me ... sexually, ya'know? It's like when you make love to me, I can feel that you want me to cum ... I know that you're not in. She did not mind it all when people used to stare at her, you know the typical Delhi ki kudi attitude. However, nonetheless it always received my attention and she had noticed that.We were good friends since we used to commute together and chit chats a lot. We became close since I used to call her after my pick up. Even in office slowly we used to chat a lot in communicator and as well as we used to speak a lot over the phone as well. We became close because she was feeling lonely without her. I continued brushing as I spread the newspaper (Pinky brings it in daily) on the dining table and was reading it when I noticed Pinky stealing looks in my direction. I caught her looking once and she blushed visibly and quickly ran to fill water for swabbing the floor. I realized that I had some morning wood and she was staring at my half erect dick, which was shaking quite vigorously as I brushed.Grinning to myself at her naughtiness, I gave no mind to it and went over to finish brushing and. My hard dick was pressed against her ass. I used to enjoy that hug a lot. But mom didn’t realize it initially. She used to think of it as a hug from a son.But after a few days, she stopped smiling and would just not say a word whenever I hugged her. One fine day when I hugged her from behind, she said, “Chetan, I know what you are doing.” This gave me goosebumps, and I immediately left the kitchen. I was afraid.That afternoon mom spoke to me about it while we were having lunch. During the.