Great, just what I need now...rain. Before I got another mile down the road my phone chimes...it's him. I pull over to the side of the road. Why the h...ll don't I just wait till I get home. But no... I'm curious to see what he wants. The road is deserted. No lights or other cars in sight and the burm is wide enough to get me safely off the road to read the message.The phone reads, “it's raining hard outside, I want to go out and stand in it and feel you all over me”I stare down at the message;. I wanted to bend her over and fuck her right there but that would not go over well.She told me to sit down on the couch and strip while she went and got the key. I checked out her ass as it swayed back and forth until she turned a corner and disappeared. I got to work on stripping down and checked out her house. She had a nice house, very bland in decorations though. I figured she invited someone over and it didn't go so well.She came back and knelt in front of me and she was carrying the keys. After four to five months I asked her if she was married. She was shocked as how I knew it, then I joked to her “u only told me”. She was confused and confessed that she was married for last two years and her husband works in Bangalore.Since then we had a normal family chats and all that. In the mean while i was chatting with another 21 year old gal and had oral sex with her in the car. All this was discussed with my online friend. She then opened herself and said y don’t you meet me. I was. I was thrilled on a certain level, but on another level I kind of wanted it to stop and said so in the texts and emails and voice mails I sent and left her. But still no replies, no response, and she never even looked in my direction whenever we passed each other in school.I was getting desperate. I thought...there must be some way to reverse this, but what? I got lucky, or so I thought, when I was looking around on Amazon for something and kind of stumbled upon her wish list on there. Not a.