I froze. I did not intend to have him touch me or for this to go any further. I had not intended for this to go as far as it already had. I tensed up ...omentarily, keeping me thighs pressed together, denying my step son access to my gushing pussy. Robert merely said, “Relax. I just want to touch you for a moment. I just want to feel your excitement.” He gently separated my legs and his fingers gently explored the gusset of my very damp, almost soaked panties. After several tense seconds of. In most relationships, I would expect the husband to fly off the handle and do something if he found a man in bed with his woman.I just read a number of stories and in every one of them the husband comes home early and finds a strange car in his driveway. In most of them he walks in his own home quietly and hears sounds coming from his master bedroom. He approaches the door which is usually cracked open so he can see inside the room. On his marital bed he sees his wife being plowed by an overly. I hope, you will like my story. This incident in between my friend’s sister and me. It happened almost a year before when I came back to my hometown after completing my college. I am the only son and we are only three members at home. One day, my parents had to go some function. My mom was worried about my food. I have a childhood friend Deepesh. He is my neighbour. His family and my family are close friends. My mom requested his sister to look after me. When my parents went, my friend’s sister. “I’m still human,” I whisper to myself as I look in the mirror. Even grabbing my crucifix I have on my wall. “Still human,” I mutter again as I sit back on my bed to recollect myself. I can feel the room spinning again as I catch my breath, and calm myself. After a few minutes, I go down stairs and grab some food. “Morning,” mom says as she walks by. “Glad to see you are up, was getting worried.” I looked over and saw it was almost 11. “Usually you are up bright and early, what’s got you.