We just had a few little kisses for five minutes when my b*****r got home and we had to stop. She said come over to her house tomorrow night, we’ll ...o homework and eat pizza and watch videos and have a sl**pover. I remember being so excited trying to go to sl**p that night, remembering those kisses and hoping for more and I masturbated for the first time with a real feeling of what it was like to make out with a girl. The next night at her house when bedtime came around, she was an only c***d. I used to interact with them a lot, boy was in same class as mine, i went next to meet him on pretext of learning together hard stuff.When door opened, i saw aunty in the sari with smiling face. I was like what the fuck! I started getting hard on looking at her itself. I told helloand before i could say anything she welcomed me.i told my purpose she told both her siblings have gone out with her husband for some exhibition. she could not due to some pain in her head.I asked whether she was fine?. “I hope your father will be able to come, too.”“You want to speak to him about your plans.”It was a statement, not a question. The evening before, Tony had told Harriet about his plan to lay down Asia’s command, in fact, to ‘go private’ for a spell. He had expected her to protest, to point out the possible damage to his career or to their social position, but she had surprised him. With a look full of love, she had pulled him close and said, ‘That would be so wonderful!’. Now it remained to be. I don’t know how long we have exchanged erotic chats and emails, long enough that we have become friends that have discussions about other things. We have shared with each other tales of the good and the bad discussing things trivial like all friends do, these are some of great pleasures of now being friends. Life is funny sometimes though, we have discussed the ideas of how we might have a chance to meet and if we did, what those times would be like. The miles between us are far enough to make.