They were lovers, friends and cared for each other. They had diversity in their sexual relationship that meant they had good sex. Outdoors sex, dressi...ng up sex, and lots of play with toys and tying. But he knew she was not as open-minded as he, she was the one that preferred to be tied up when they played mild bondage games, she like him as the man she knew and it was her that the toys were used on. But all the while when pleasuring her, as the years went on, all he could think about was what. I imagine you fucking me so hard that my feet come up off the floor.” “Do you come when you’re thinking about that?” he said. “Yes,” she said. “Usually I come two or three times. I come thinking about you fucking me hard and telling me that if I don’t come, you’re going to stop fucking me and just jerk off on my face. That you won’t let me eat it.” “Do you ever imagine that happening,” he said, running his hand through her hair. “No,” she said. “I always come. And you always finish in my mouth.. My wife Sunita runs a business and she leaves very early at 7AM. To describe myself, I am 30, tall, fair, muscular and physically fit, with a high sexual appetite.Later that week end, casually talking to my wife, I came to know that the Aunty whose name was Malathi had lost her husband in an accident and they had resettled here recently. She was living alone with her aged mother and was our next door neighbor. On the coming Monday morning, I prepared tea and breakfast for my wife, I love to do. And, the ribbons to put back my waist length curly red hair. Then I realize, until he wakes up I’ve nothing to do, the guard outside the door yesterday was instructed not to let me out without Brennus. I chose a book from the shelf and sit by the window and read. ‘You’re up.’ ‘Yes, I think I went to bed much earlier than you.’ ‘Are you hungry?’ He asks while rising from the bed, he is very muscled, and naked. I turn my head and raise my book, I don’t want to look at him, and it is improper..