These guys – some of them are probably baseball fans. They might know who you are.”“Really? I doubt it. Even if they go to Keys games, I’m not... exactly a local legend, you know.”“Maybe not, but being a ballplayer makes you, y’know, kind of interesting. Just go with it. Oh! And don’t say anything about living at the boarding house. Just say we met when I was home from school earlier – last summer.”“Okay. And I’ve been down to Durham to see you, a couple of times.”“Right.”“You want me to, you. . She opened the door.The awesum cute spicy romantic gal was in front of my eyes..The moment i saw thought of kissing her like hell. But gentleman inside me got up.. We chatted for sometime & had our lunch . Everything went well, its almost 5Pm. Its the time of her husband’s arrival.. So I bid her bye and came back home.. That Night I flirted her..Day by day she is becoming mine..After few weeks we planned to meet again.. Meanwhile our chatting gone to another level I.e., adult messages…now she. I decided that it would be nice to have aroommate so after finding a pretty nice place offcampus I put an ad out. As a result of the ad, Ifound myself sharing the 2-bedroom apartment withAnn, a very pretty and outgoing grad student. She hadgone to undergraduate school somewhere else and hadeven worked for a couple years at a Wall Streettrading firm. She was now pursuing her advancedegrees in economics. Ann was tall, 5'10 to my 5'8,with an athletic build, long blond hair and abeautiful face. She. Swathy had let go of her inhibitions, the sound of her friend getting fucked a few feet beside her had made her want me even more, she reached inside my pants and took my cock in her hands and started to jerk me off. She tugged at my t-shirt wanting me to take it off. I stopped fingering her to remove my t-shirt; she started to pull my pants and boxers off. I helped her take it off and then in a swift motion pulled off her clothes. She pulled me to her and put my hands on her pussy and I.