If only I could talk to it I may fathom the secret desires living inside the occupant of the chair. In this room it is always night and the moonlight ...washes into the room and fires up the imagination with possibilities. I watch her come into the room. Her gown hides her body but I can see she takes good care of herself. This is her secret sanctuary where dreams are fulfilled and fires ignited. Here I am the intruder and to her I do not exist. She walks into the drawer and takes out her. The number of the story I published on this site is now double-digit. So if I am not wrong most of you know me. Thanks for your love and also ISS for giving such a lovely platformSo this story is about how I had sex with my wife’s best friend who is also our family friend. My wife was planning to visit her mother’s home which is in the same city. It was a short trip of 2 days. She handed over the keys to her friend so that I can collect it from her once I come back from the office.To be honest. Remember?’ She nodded her head, at least she was listening and not trying to butt in again. ‘I ran into Pastel that night Dani. Pastel, my former girlfriend. Remember her too?’ She nodded her head again, her eyes narrowed… ‘Pastel made it pretty damn clear that seeing as we hadn’t had sex that night, that if I wanted it, I’d be able to go back to her place with her and she’d bang my brains out all night. What’d I say to her? I said no. I told her no because I felt something between us and. The thought of Julies wet puffy lips on my pussy made me so horny. I wasnt the type of girl Julie wouldnt go out with kat was beautiful dark red hair and I had a very light brown but I still dreamed of Julies hot body. Julie and I have the same health class together and today our teacher assigned us to be partners for a project on human reproduction. Heres my number Cassie, call me. Maybe you could come over to my house so we can work on our project. Julie said after health. She kind of gave.