”You grope Trish’s breast and clench your hand. Her soft flesh yields to your clasp. You exhale heavily onto her neck.“Harder,” Trish moans, �...�Squeeze harder.”With all of the grip strength you can summon, you clench your hand around her breast even harder. Trish lets out a feeble whimper, and you feel a rush of power surge through your mind. Your tight grip begins to twist, and you feel her delicate breast contort in your hand with your wringing motion.“Ouch,” Trish whines, “It hurts… ““You. "Well, all right, Mom. I'm sorry. I'll turn it off and go to bed." Oh no!" Mom said mockingly. "I wouldn't want to deprive my adolescent boy of his pleasure. Go ahead and watch, if it turns you on. Oh, what have we here? Popcorn! Well, I'm glad I came down."She sat down on the sofa and helped herself to a handful of my popcorn. I noticed that she had her eyes glued to the TV, where there was almost nonstop nudity and sexual activity. Then I noticed that her nightgown was rather sheer, and her. I was in seventh or eighthgrade and had just biked home from swimming practice.My dad worked in the city and my mom was away for theday, so Stacia, our baby-sitter, was there to take careof my baby brother. Stacia lived behind us, one house over. I had amad crush on her, but she had just finished high schooland I could only worship her from afar. Here ash blondhair and her throaty voice made her seem wild and un-tamed to me. I was always flustered around her, withconflicted feeling of lust,. We were in the same batch in our college but we were good friends. We knew we liked each other but never has the guts to share our feelings. Things kept on going & we left college but still we were in touch. She got married & we lost contact. After 2 years we came in touch with another.She was not happy with her married life & already filed her divorce. We struck again & came closer to each other. She even once told me that she was in love with me & proposed me. I readily accepted. That time I.