Kaash tumhare mama jib hi aisa kuch bolte kabhi. Me: kyu nahi bolte? Kya hua? Romance khatam ho gaya kya?Shweta: Sort of. Unke pass time hi nahi hai.M...: Don’t mind. Sex life bhi sahi nahi hai kya?Shweta: hawwww. Hehe. Nahi hai yaar.Me: How often you do sex? Shweta: Once in month or five month sometimes.Me: Toh bohot urges and craving hoti hogi?Shweta: hoti hai but ab aadat ho gayi hai.Me: Don’t you masturbate?Shweta: No.Me: I can help you in that.Shweta: really?Me: yes Shweta: Ok. Free ho kar. But i know it will never happen.”we both laughed.Next day i told this to my mom. She blushed in red. After a week while gossipping my mom asked my wife-“beti , when you are presenting me my grandson.”my wife blushed and said-“oh mama,ur son is delaying.what can i do?” mom smiled and said-“then what are you both doing till late night every day? I always used to hear laughing and moanings next room.” renu my wife blushed. She slightly pinched my mom’s hand and said-“mama, you are really so so…”. Today they were both working late on some project, everyone else in the office had left long ago and they were the only ones left- that only made her more aroused. She could hardly focus on the project, her thoughts constantly turning to images of him tearing off her skirt. She wiggled in her chair and rubbed her legs together to quite the tingling between her thighs, and saw him looking directly at her with a naughty smile playing over his lips. She smiled back and stood up- pretending to be. We worked after school until it got too dark to see and every Saturday and Sunday for a while. As you can imagine this put a serious dent in my sexual activities. Between working my small landscaping business and all the extra activities of my senior year there wasn't much time to see anyone.Oh, sure. Dad's bowling league had started up again so I was able to be with my mother on Tuesday nights but without an apartment of my own I wasn't getting much more than that and wouldn't until my.