We have a bit of a lull in workload at the moment and, with Vanya outvisiting some of our more prolific buyers, I'm sitting in my workshopwith the war...m sun reflecting off my pink latex skirt and reminiscingmany of the things that have changed since we posted my journals. I wasdevastated when Vanya insisted on posting such intimate details onto theFictionmania website, somehow feeling even more vulnerable than I had inmany of the situations described, but I was amazed at the support thatcame in. They started to get more flirtatious with me.I can understand their feeling by their looks.One day when I was sleeping in my room my door bell rang.I opened my door to find Jyothi aunty. She is looking very sexy in her blue saree with a deep neck blouse revealing her cleavage.She put her hand on my chest and said: “Don’t you want me to come inside your house ?”.I just stammered and said come in.She sat on the bed and I asked her about her visit to my house.She said that she came here to invite. She snapped her head in my direction and glared at me. I froze in fear. I never felt so exposed. I loved it and it made another drop of precum leak from my cock. "Hey Cuckyboy1971!" She said. "So that's what it's all about, isn't it, sweety?" What do you mean, honey? How'd you find that?" I replied, even though I knew exactly what she was talking about. I mean we rarely have sex and when we do, I barely keep a hard on and half the time I can't cum. "Now don't lie to me you little. "Ex-excuse me?" I heard the befuddled response."I want to do something wild and unpredictable to break my boring routine." I was more confident now. This was something I never would have done before and that was exactly why I wanted to do it. And I would. "Can I give you a blow job? Yes or no." Er... um... yes?"As soon as the word came out of his mouth, I turned and kneeled before him. Without looking up at his face, I undid his belt, unzipped his fly and heard him gasp when I fished out his.