” He reluctantly disengaged her cool slim fingers from his boner and ran naked to the camera, quickly setting it on its tripod. Sheri waited imp...atiently while he set the auto-record; then he returned, pushing her to the floor on top of their clothes pile. She had a sudden fear of being caught, and asked nervously: “Michael, what if someone came in?” but he didn’t reply immediately. She hadn’t figured on being filmed while having sex. She trusted Michael, but felt. Maybe grandpa would recognize it from his own childhood.She seated herself in a chair right beside his bed, facing up towards the head. The tone went up at first but began to fall again. Her mom had told her she'd go crazy thinking she was a failure if the tone wasn't always high. She thought it was still up a little bit from its baseline, so she kept reading. She realized as she read that an old story like this was comforting when the world didn't make sense.Suddenly his tone started going up. After fifteen years of self-enforced spinsterhood she was free and deliriously in love. Andrew kept pushing into the forefront of her mind. She wanted to look after him and cosset him. She mentally smacked herself for being silly, sloppy and sentimental but still the thoughts persisted. She wanted to cook for him and take over the domestic chores but realised that with an arm in plaster she could not do that. She pressed on and as far as she was aware did her job as well as ever but she was. Ek aur bhi kaaran tha chudai ke liye bekaraar hone ka. Mere pati agale hi din wapas Delhi jaane wale the aur main kuch dino ke liye Goa me hi rahne wali thi. Apne pati se door, chudai se door. Isliye main chahti thi ki aaj raat main apne pati se jam kar chudwaon. Bahar ka mausam mujhe garam kar raha tha. Main jaldi se jaldi apne pati ki mazboot baahon me aana chahti thi. Gujarte hue har pal ke sath meri chudai ki chahat badhti chali gai. Jaldi hi bahar jor se barsaat shuru ho gai, toofani.