She called me at 12 to wish me and then we were having a normal conversation later..She started flirting with me too which I responded to tease her a ...it and slowly we went ahead and suddenly she told me about a dream she had once in which I had held her hand …I took it as an opportunity and continued the conversation and asked her..’sirf hath hi pakda ya aur kuch bhi hua tha’ to which she blushed and replied ‘samjhun ghe aata sab chiz batayi nahi jaati’ It was a green signal for me and I. I,d. been working long enough for my firm that I,d have hit a bollocking from my boss, but only been moved on to another job elsewhere. I always told my wife Sarah about my sexy fun as it was a great turn on for our sex life, but I found out later in our marriage tat she hadn,t always told me what she got up to. Only found out one night when we,d. Even helping celebrate her Mum,s birthday and too many Bloody. Mary’s had made her feel guilty and go into confession mode. Loved it as she let me. I want to tell it now, and get it out. I’m sitting at my mom’s personal computer so I can write down what all happened. Sometimes I remember more things, and now I can go back and insert them in the story at the right time they happened. I don’t want my wife to know I’m writing this, so I’m doing this at mom’s house.Dad left her years ago. A lot happened.Mom and I had a personal secret. I was about 11 when I remember it started. My mom started touching me. Just a little at first, letting her. On the second ring she remembered that her husband had left the day before and lifted the handset. It was his voice. ‘I’m at the airport. Come get me.’ ‘I’ll be at the curb in an hour.’ She moved quickly from the bed to the shower, towel dried her cropped hair, pulled on a long loose fitting one-piece dress, sandals with low heels, bare legs, lace panties and bra, and out to the Lincoln. At seven she saw him standing on the curb holding a small black gym bag. As soon as she drew up to the.