"I think I understand perfectly. What you're solamely trying to say is, you would be more than happy tomake love to me were I really the girl that I a...pear to be.That's to say that your reluctance to fool around with mestems out of the fact that we're pals. And, the last thingin the world that you want to do is to do something thatmight jeopardize our friendship. In other words, John,you're afraid that were we to make love tonight, we'd bothregret it in the morning. We'd both feel all icky. My mom was the younger sister of Vivek’s father and Vivek mom (my wife) was the younger sister of my father. We are very traditional families from a village in TN.The news broke everyone down. I and Vivek barely understood the pain and more focused on playing and running around. All the formalities finished and the government announced a sum of money and a pension to our moms. My mom was 30 and Vivek’s mom was 29 by the time they got widowed. (to the ease of reader and flow of story I will keep. He hadn’t come yet,but there was a blob of fluid oozing from the tip of hisbrown shaft. I had my back to the door, watchingspellbound as he took his cock in one fist and pushedits tip over one of her nipples, and Petra groaned as hesmeared the leaking wetness onto her flesh.I saw her shoulders sag as a shudder passed through her.Her nipple was gleaming and once more, she moaned as heteased her other tit-end. Petra took Ben’s brown shaftin her hands and her head fell back as she. But that was a different man. A different lifetime. And she would do well to remember that. ‘Thank you, Mister Jackson, but I am still just your summer intern and you my boss. So if you don’t mind, we’ll keep things professional.’ She winced inwardly at the reminder of another time. Words tossed casually at her, just like the hundred dollar bills that he had thrown on her dresser. She forced a smile to her lips as she pushed the emergency button again. ‘That won’t get you anywhere, sweetheart..