-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Two days later, Peter pulled into driveway and noticed that his house was dark. When he got to the front door, that was locked, too.... Glancing at Derek’s house, he saw that the lights were on. He hadn’t heard from his neighbor since he’d left for New York, even though he’d promised to call. Now that he hadn’t gotten the promotion, all of Peter’s plans had changed. If Derek had somehow managed to seduce Emma, things would be really grim. How could he take back a soiled wife?. None of us has had a girlfriend or had sex (that they know of), and of course throughout my youth I’ve had to hear comments from them about how hot my mom and sister were, so I was going to use all of that to my advantage. I lived near a very nice neighborhood and went to a good school both of these things translated to ‘wealthy’. So yes my friends all had rich parents and thus had allowances that dwarfed what I was earning doing chores. They rarely came around my house since it was impossible. My late wife and I always planned to use it as an office but neither of us really brought our work home. Once I had shown her to the room, I made my way to mine. I could feel the tiredness seeping through my body threatening to take me there and then. I slumped onto my bed and drifted silently on the wings of a dreamless sleep. Or so I thought. I woke up in the middle of the night to find my house guest holding me down or trying to I suppose. Her face was masked with fear and apprehension. “You. I took her palloo in my hand and has started opening her saree,ohh I was enjoying every bit of if..i had only seen that in movies but it was actually being done by me.I was enjoying the moment. She was looking at me so was I and was opening her saree. Within few minutes she was in her blouse and petticoat. I came nearer to her and I moved my finger from her forehead to lips to neck line den on her right hand till her fingers.. She was liking the touch as she closed her eyes and touch did give.