Myself I'm eighteen, I go to the local community college, I never considered myself to be good looking or bad looking, just average. It is funny to ad...it, but after showering with my dad at the gym my best feature would have to be my cock, I could tell mine was longer and thicker than my fathers.Seeing how my mother is naturally endowed with big breasts, the same thing must have happened to me with my cock.Well back to my story, I sat in my room most of the day, dejected that I would not be. Her name was Puja, Puja Chopra. With night shattering into morning we had drinks and I was responsible for dropping them home, call it courtesy or the drive to fucking fuck her .I’d rather not judge myself on that.The trick was to take her number and well I thought that since she flies,I could probably lieu her into thinking that I fly regularly and maybe she can get me a discount on tickets.The trick worked I had her number on my cellphone and a hug to end the night, Do you know that feeling. I moaned unsure how torespond, she felt so good against me and her lips like heaven.The others were upstairs already one floor up in the ground apartmentwhich looked more like a giant open room. There was a dance floorand lighting, a DJ and a bar. I was very impressed as we walked intothe apartment. Tonia led me into the apartment and right out ontothe dance floor, we started slow dancing despite the rhythmic beatsbeing played. She looked into my eyes and kissed me, pushing herlips into me. My. .. home again and ready to take back my life.”He smiled for some reason when I said that. A knowing glance that passed between him and his wife, reinforced the fact that there was something going on here that I was unaware of.“So how long have you been back?” asked Erica.“About a month,” I said. “Just long enough to settle in at the plant and get a house...”“Did you say house?” gushed Erica. “Need any help decorating it?”“From you, Squirt?” I laughed. “Any and all suggestions would be.