I want to share with you readers this very first extra-marital sex that I enjoyed with a man who was around 35 then and I was 27 yrs old. Rajan, this ...an, was working on a ship. His wife Deepa, 28, was a good friend of mine as we both were Gym-mates. Though dark, she had an appealing look. I am bit dusky complexioned. Rajan was a tall fair man, burly and quite hairy, kind of guy I like. When I make friendship with Deepa, he was on the ship. He comes once in a year for 2-3 months leave. Before. He was a real nice guy, he and his wife, Ms. Julia. They also had that bratty daughter that always used spit water at me when we played together. What was her name?’ ‘You know her name is Laurie,’ said my Mom, with an almost sly smile. ‘Yeah, that’s right, I remember now,’ I lied. In my childhood memories, I still vividly recalled the little girl with long dark pigtails, tied with baby blue ribbons and her big pretty blue eyes with long dark lashes. I never forgot her, and although I would. Even as she sobbed, little tremors of masochistic pleasure started to course out over every tingling inch of her goose-bumped flesh, and she could feel the, fluttering excitement growing in her stomach.Then she gasped as Peter began to withdraw his finger, and in spite of the relief, the tight rubbery walls of her inner rectal flesh seemed to cling to it protestingly. Her body jerked from the sharp pop as his finger left her completely, then lurched forward as Peter rolled back on top of her. I bet I smell bad. Jessy seemed to have rubbed off on Daniel. All his words flowed together, never giving a chance for any reply. He gasped for air, and then felt uncomfortable with the silence. He wondered if he should have said anything about being dirty or smelly. Other than Jessy wearing shorts today, she looked exactly the same. Even her smeared tattoo remained. She had on a different shirt, but it too came up two inches short of covering her stomach. Her belly button peeked from below the.