I wascertain of it.Yes, I was in the bed, my head propped up. My limbs felt like lead. Had Ihad a seizure?"Oh, Edward, I can't believe..." There was s...obbing."Don't cry, my love."I was aware of movement off to my left, and though I could move my eyes Icould not do much else."What happened?" I asked. At least I tried to. The words formed in myhead, but they went no further. I heard a growling moan escape my lips.A face appeared in front of me, young, bright eyed surrounded by blondehair, light. But Paul loves them so who cares. I still have a tiny waist but my butt is anything but tiny. Again, Paul can't seem to keep his hands off of it. I have a little bit of softness in my thighs now. I guess that's what brought on the interest in running. But I quickly got it out of my system.As you can tell by the way I'm built that I'm not exactly one of those svelte athletic women. And although I'm not overweight, it's a struggle keeping all of my girl's parts contained and restrained. I think. I didn't want my wife getting into deeper waters than she realized, or me for that matter."It's just a football game." Hon, I'm thinking Mr. Conti is—I think he's looking forward to something a bit more entertaining than just a game."I paused, waiting for her—not surprised at the hardening of my cock, trained dog that it is."I don't know," she said finally, sounding flustered."I'm not saying don't go, Hon, " I replied evenly, realizing for the first time that my wife, who I trusted implicitly,. This story is about me and my online friend. Her name is Radhika and we had never met. It had been years of talking once we clicked on yahoo messenger while I was in school still. Time passed and we used to chat and flirt intermittently. We lived in different cities so the meeting was always thought to be off the cards till we stood on our own feet. We were from two different streams of education but that was never a hindrance to our talks.She stood tall and looked robust. We were a match if it.