He set up on the table, grabbing a coffee from his miniperk. Bringing up his browser, he searched the web for blackout curtains. He was very surprised...to find they were easy to get and simple to install. He briefly considered getting a handy man to do it, but decided he wanted to do it himself. He noted the curtains he wanted – sound-damping as well lightproof – and closed down the computer.There was something nagging for his attention, and he couldn't for the life of him think what it might. She said they are in some lodge now. They came to collect her degree certificate from her college. And she said she will call me when they reach back at Kerala.So our talks got increased and we become more free now. One day I asked her that I want to meet her. She said she to wish so. But since it was not possible to meet immediately we decided to do Skype video chat. And in the night we did that. It was nice and pure topics only. The I started feeling little naughty. So I took my lap and went. Like all men he loved to have his dick sucked. Like too many men he had made a crucial mistake a few years earlier. He had married an attractive young woman who wasn’t an eager or accomplished cock sucker. He had assumed that it would improve after they were married and with time. It hadn’t, it never does. If anything their sex life had gone downhill from the moment he had said, ‘I do’. She had said she wanted children, she had lied. She loved horses, he bought her one. Riding horses seemed to. I mean, when it comes to your free time, you know. Schooling is a different matter, of course." I know that, Mom. All the so-called erotic stories that I write and read, I do on my own—separate from any schoolwork. You know I'm a good student." You're an A student, honey, I'm not concerned at all about that." Let me ask you a question, Mom. Is this story the first erotic story you've read?" No. I've read other erotic works. Mainly novels, but what would be called erotic literature, I guess you.