"About thirteen years ago, a woman and her teenage son lived in the apartment next door to you. The woman became real sick, and she died. Do you remem...er?"The phone was silent for a moment as the woman tried to recall. "Ah, yes, I remember now. It was real sad. I wonder whatever happened to that boy." Well, you're talking to him right now." I am! Oh, goodness me. Where are you? What have you been doing? You must be all grown up now. How are you doing?" Well, I'm doing very well. I went to live. We started talking and I tried to ask her about her relationship status and sex life. She hesitated and only told me that she never had a serious boyfriend. Then, using my past experiences, I attempted making her horny while chatting. Although she didn’t directly talk about it, I realized she was slowly getting the feel of it. I used this opportunity and asked her whether we can meet as we are in the same city.Shivani was ready to meet, but only in a public place. We agreed to meet at a party. .then hum park mein maine uske boobs dabaye ……touch kiye ..jaise jaise mai sex mein uske parts touch karte gaya ….mera nasha badhta gaya sex ka …..fir main eek din isse baat ki sex karna chahta hu ….naraaz hui phir maan gayi …….magar use manaate manate 2 mahine lage the …fir humne ek din baaat ki humkaise karenge sex humne bahut kuch socha tha ……fir ek din maine use park kayi blue film dikhayi thi nokiaN95 mein …..fir uske baad use bhi interest sa badhne laga …..raaat bhar hum sex ki baaatein. Shortly Kyle would say the obvious about being locked up for twenty years. Naturally Stu had to agree this was the major draw back. After a slight pause my dear husband said that if he could be guaranteed he'd not get turned in he'd do it. Not stopping he went on to say after some thought that he'd have to have some way to document the event. Kyle just laughed and said that he should take me along to document it all. The conversion became more bizarre as Stu started talking to me about me.