"Tunnels, my arse!" Vinnie grumbled looking at the heavy iron grates as he limped round the large concrete enclosure, sloshing through the puddles and...slipping occasionally on the slick algae, dead leaves and other detritus, which apart from the light above, resembled a scene from one of the Quake games. "They're just pipes and probably sewer pipes at that. Anyone wanting to spend any time slithering through those wants their head examined."He stopped as the penny dropped."You fuckin' idiot!"He. We were on the first floor, they were on 2nd floor. After few days, my wife & she got introduced. They started talking. I became happy although I could never talk to her. Slowly she started coming to our house but only when my wife was home. Whenever I reached home, she used to go. Only good thing was that I could see her from close. But nothing much happened.Sometimes she used to take something or give something to my wife. My dreams went one step ahead. Then one day, my luck took a golden. I could see her camel toe shaping the material and felt my cock stiffen.Her tits were perfect. Firm, perky and tanned, with little brown nipples. I set to work on them and slipped a hand into her tiny knickers. She undid my shirt and was rubbing my chest and working my nipples at the same time as undoing my trousers and freeing the big fella from my boxers.I dropped to my knees and pulled her shiny thong to one side and the sweet smell of her minge hit me as I started to lap at her smoothly. My favorite uncle being banished from my family when he came out to my parents showed me I could never allow myself to be gay.I met an incredible woman in college. Following graduation we moved into together and after two years we were married. We had a great sex life; I’d married my best friend and I thought the gay “demons” of my past had been beaten. Almost two years after being married I realized I’d made a big mistake. The fear of being disowned by my family and friends had suppressed any.