He cared little about what his wife was really doing on her nights off family, for he himself was content with merely feeling the loneliness and the d...ead silence solely his office and sanctuary would provide at such advanced hours. Sensing the space to breathe he was so rarely given, he refueled his mind, replenished his spirit, and most importantly, took the time to think that he was otherwise denied . On his more recent nighttime excursions, his mind had come to wander about the changes. When our eyes met I wondered if she would break down and apologize for what she did. Instead the shock of seeing me standing there brought questions why I was home so early. ‘What did you do?’ Oh yeah, it’s on! Step three, ‘I was fired.’ ‘What?!’ ‘The bitch got me fired.’ ‘Why? What did you do?’ I couldn’t have set it up any better, ‘Why am I not surprised you would think that I did anything wrong? I’m just nothing but a fucking screw up to you aren’t I? Well fuck you!’ as I went back to my new. Next day muje uska msg aaya hi to mine use replay diya or chatting main uski details nikali to wo vahi tha jo mera college ka dost tha lekin job ke chakkar main karib karib 7-8 salose wo delhi settled ho gaya tha jab maine inqury kiya to pata chala 2 month baad wo mumbai transfer hone wala hai . Hum dono humeha ek duse ke sath chatting per to kabhi mobile par bate karte the mano ki hum dono ko ek dusre ki aadat ho gayi thi main mere sabhi problems uske sath share karti thi or wo muje tesnion. ************** It was just three days before her Japanese Project would wrap up, but things were going so well so far that Lynda allowed herself the luxury of taking an early rain check. She was so horny that she headed straight home and retired to her bedroom where she stripped off her clothes and headed for the shower in her ensuite bathroom. She sighed as the fine spray of water drummed down on her skin and soothed the aches in her tense shoulders and the stiffness in her neck. She squirted.