.. it is tender and soft and gentle and mild; obviously and unquestionably mild! Damn it! Being emotional and feeling-moved here won't certainly or de...finitely solve anything at all. No, it surely and precisely won't."Are you okay?" He asks passionately and sympathetically. Crap! How am I supposed to respond to that?"I am fine," I state and declare to him with a lenient and obliging smile, doing my very best to repress those hurting and aching tears that I can feel collecting and pooling up in. Christie explained that she loved thunderstorms and we decided to sit and watch. The noise of the thunder got gradually louder, with the time between thunder and lightning narrowing, indicating that the storm was getting closer. I asked Christie if she was ok with that, and she indicated yes, snuggling closer to me on the bench seat on the porch. We stayed like this for several minutes, and then we felt a few heavy drops of rain, gradually getting heavier. We sat there getting wetter and. I wanted more than just his tongue inside me but I was married. I loved Tim. He was my world. Even so, I still wanted Abe. The calls continued. At the end of nearly every call I would be that wet that I would have to change my knickers, after lying down on the bed and masturbating of course. It was inevitable that we would meet. We lived less than an hour apart. It was inevitable. Abe had said, “Just for a coffee in town.” We both knew that it would be for more than a coffee. I chose a day. Sexiyaaga irunthaan avan vayathu 24 peyar nishanth, avan ennai muthal murai paarkum pozhuthe avan kangal en mulaiku thaan sendrathu. Appozhuthe therinthu konden ivan en meethu kama aasai padugiraan endru, nishanth amma idam neengal sendru vaarungal naan ivanai en magan pola paarthu kolugiren endru solinen.Nishanth amma veetirku sendra udan naan nishanth meethu kai potu unaku ena pidikum en idam kelu ena irunthaalum naan unaku tharugiren endru solinen.Naan avan meethu en mulaiyai vaithu idithen,.