She even gave me a few mild spankings too. Then, I feel her start rubbing my asshole, which actually felt very nice and stood me straight up almost in...stantly. She stopped for about a minute, which at this time, I thought she was done teasing and getting ready for work. Boy was I wrong.All of a sudden, I feel this overpowering force that I cannot describe. All I can say is that something didn't feel normal. Not knowing what exactly was going on, I asked her, "What was that?" She says, "What was. We actually had a pleasant conversation over supper and it felt normal again between us. Then she looked up and said “I was thinking that I could stay over again tonight. Would that be ok?” My grandparents couldn’t find anything wrong with it and she phoned her mom and informed her. We then played cards and nothing was mentioned about what had happened in the bathroom.That night I could hear her in the washroom, and she went into her room again that same as last night. Many, many times I. What for?” She didn’t answer. But the question was deadly. Yes, what for? Why couldn’t she just delete him altogether. Days passed and he didn’t ask again. But Leila never forgot his very pointed question. She kept meaning to answer. She looked at it often, tried to think of something. Make a decision, damn it! It agitated her, how she left it hanging, this equivocating, this sexual pandora’s box. She didn’t dare open it. But there he was, always there, always waiting. It might have dragged on. Me : ok pooja khus?Pooja : haa. To phr me pooja ke sath hi car me aane jaane laga wo mujhe ghar tak drop karti aur subah pick bhi karne aati. Kuch time me hum bhut khul gaye hum personal baate bhi share karne lage and kabhi kabhi sexual baate bhi karte the (mainly non veg jokes). Pooja ne mujhe ye bhi bataya tha ki wo apni shadi se khus nahi hai kuki uski arrange marriage thi and dono husband wife working the toh unhe jada time bhi nahi milta tha. Ek din ki baat hai pooja choclate laayi thi and.