Iget to my house, just in time to make a sandwich and get dressed in mytennis whites. Sure no one else will dress so formally but I like them..the lit...le pleated skirt, the knee high socks.. just the whole look... Ofcourse normally I'd change on site but I don't want to push it. I do stuffa couple of changes of clothes in a bag and sling them in my boot before Idrive off...I get to the club and park up, grab the bag with my clothes and racquet inand hurry into the changing rooms, and almost. Fir me room khol k unke paas gaya to wo dekh k hairaan ho gaye aur bole “aj jam k suhaagraat manaunga apne nayi dulhan k saath. Tum to sach me ladki lag rahe ho karan”. me bola agar kuch karna hai to ab se mera naam “Sania”hai tumhare liye. Wo bole I love you sania. Me bola I love you too romy ji.Ye sunte hi wo mujh par toot pade aur mere red lipstick wale hotho ko chumne lage. Me bhi unke lips chum rahi thi. 10 min kiss karne k baad dekha to saari lipstick unke hotho pe lag gyi. Fir wo meri. Is Leanne sexually attractive to you?” She stared hard at me. My wife was in turmoil inside and did not know which way to turn. She was reaching for any solution just so the problem of her inability to have pain free sex could be dealt with and set aside.“Ah, yes,” I said in a barely audible voice. I was embarrassed as hell to admit this to my wife, Leanne’s mother.“Okay, then that is a done deal.” She turned to our daughter, “You must never tell anyone about this. There would be all sorts of. Aaj raha nahi gaya isiliye bol raha hu.Sneha- kyu aaj aisi kya alag lag rahi hu main?Maine dheere se Apna haath uske kamar pe rakhaaur saamne aake bola- “Aaj tumhari body me se wo ek chamak dikh rah hai. Main shayad khud ko rok na saku.”Sneha se raha na gaya usne mere gaal pe (Hontho ke ek dum kareeb) ek kiss de dali. Maine bhi jawab me uske lips par ek chota sa kiss de diya. Maza aaya toh thoda aur aage badhne laga. Par Sneha ne mujhe rok diya.Sneha- Bas karo koi dekh lega.Main- KOi nahi aata.