Ennaku enna soluvathendre theriyavillai naan avanidam ennakum unnai rumba pidikum aanal ennaku nee solvathu puthithaaga irukirathu endru sonnen. Athar...u avan ennidam ennaku unnai vittal vera yaar irukiraargal ennaku aangal meethu aasaiyaaga irukirathu endru sonnan.Naan avanidam eppozhuthil irunthu unaku ippadi irukirathu endru ketten? Avan sila kaalangalaga than ippadi irukirathu atharku mun naan ennai oru aanagave ninaithu irunthen aanal ippozhuthu enathu kaama unarchigal annaithum maariyathu. There was a good hour of recorded fantasy sessions on that particular tape. I used her name often, including pet names my father had for her. I talked in my fantasy about how my cock (as the confident seducer) was bigger than “your husband’s.”“It wasn’t always, I mean, not every time was like that,” I said. But I also knew that on the tapes I talked about taking her dress off, and things like “Let’s get that bra off of you.”“What in the world ever came over you to do something like that – many. The candy was in a shopping bag so I could surprise her. I knocked on the door and I was the one who was surprised.She came to the door in a robe and opened the door ajar just enough to see out."Jerry! What are you doing here? I thought you worked tonight."I pushed on the door and saw Brad, the quarterback of our team, standing there fastening his belt. It was obvious they had just finished having sex. Julie had that just fucked look."Jerry, I told you to always call before coming over." Yeah,. A lot bigger. The computer on his desk had a huge flat screen, and there were French doors that led to what looked like a porch. His pants were where he'd left them, as was his shirt, and, hands shaking, he bent to put them on. It wasn't easy buckling his pants over his large, hard cock, but he did. It felt very sensitive this morning, and he knew he'd have to jerk off again, probably in the shower.Looking around, he noticed a white envelope propped in the keyboard of the computer. It had his.