It all began when I got her cell# from a source and started to message her. At first, she didn’t respond may be thinking that I am a stranger. But w...en I told my name, she replied as she knew me.Our conversation slowly went on as to how we address each other. I asked her if I could call her honey, sweetheart, and she agreed. As days passed our conversation landed into sex. I told her how I wanted to have a wild sex. She asked me how wild? This gave me a hint that she was craving for a hot n. She brushed a hand through her hair. ‘Thank you for the compliment, I got this blouse from my boyfriend.’ This was a bummer. She was playing with me probably to fulfill her own fantasies. With her having a boyfriend the chance to get her in my bed would be very slim.Oh I didn’t think you have boyfriend, well with you being in your room.’ A smile came upon her face, the ice was broken.‘ Well I love to show off a bit some times. Can I conclude from this you watched all the time?’ Yes I did, it’s. OK, so I actually staggered. She has a way of doing things to me that drive me absolutely wild with passion. I am still convinced that sex is going to be the death of me yet. At least I hope so. Two more times last night and one more this morning literally wiped us both out so we went back to bed and slept until almost noon. I lost track of how many orgasms she had but I'm sure it was more than a dozen counting the ones in the shower. After we got up we walked over to my house. Well, I. In the blue dim light of the room, I could see her hesitation. She said,”Raja Bhaiya.” I kept silent, pretended to be sleeping. She touched my arm and called again. With a small pause, I turned towards her and asked, what’s up?” She said,”I am sorry, if I hurt your feeling. Please don’t mention anything about me to your sister of brother in law. I am ashamed of what happened today.” I said,Your apology accepted but, I am sure, you did not come to my room in the middle of the night just to say.