Maine socha isse pehle Puja ya Rinki didi mein se koi aaye. Aur ye unko dekh ke fir se aisa kare isko yaha se bhagata hu. Aur kuch der soch kar bola, ...��Bhai aunty wait kar rahe honge. Tujhe saman lekar nahi jana kya.”Meri baat sun kar woh mujhe dekhne laga. Aur bola, “Haan yaar jana to hai. Chal fir aata hu tere ghar.” Aur uske baad woh chala gaya. Aur maine chain ki saans li.Next day main subha breakfast karke uske ghar chala gaya. To hum fir se same usi tarah regular routine mein ghumne lage. I gathered up my stuff, still in a daze, a happy daze, but a daze nonetheless, and went back to my rental apartment. My lesson plan got done, somehow, and I changed shirts, splashed on just a bit of fragrance, grabbed a bottle of red wine out of the pantry, then set off for Erica Wayne’s house. ‘Right on time, Adam. I take that as a good sign for things to come later, come in, come in.’ This time, I got introduced to her kids and we chatted in the kitchen until everything was ready. We all four. I am 36 yrs old male from Patna. The story was forwarded by with a request to get it published on ISS. If you like, the story please say, so on my mail or I am Latha. I am telling my sex story with my son. This happened when my husband was working in gulf. We had a big debt because of business failure and husband had to sign a bond to work abroad for 5 years. He left last year and I was alone without sex for almost 1 year. My son was in school at that time and after one year, he joined PUC.. I was about to turn towards my bedroom when I heard the groan and looked towards my son’s door. “That sort of film?” I whispered as I eyed the crack of light from the slightly open door. Another low moan drifted down the corridor followed by “Like that”; I’d actually taken three steps in that direction before I stopped myself and thought about less liberal times and the rare chances I had grabbed with my own boyfriends when I’d been a teenager.Ethan definitely wouldn’t appreciate his mother.