Though I was always in good terms with him and we always greeted each other, somehow, something felt off about him that day. I had gotten so engrossed listening to her story and imagining it that I had forgotten I was having a phone conversation. “This doesn’t change anything Suresh. By now, I was breathing very heavily, eyes closed again as Suresh resumed gently squeezing my boobs and kissing my neck. Not able to think any further, I started rubbing his semen on my breasts. “No, I’m okay”, I said meekly, looking away. “Because, well because”, I started but was at a loss of words. When I opened the final bit of clothing, which were my red panties, I noticed a big stain in the middle. Along with the alarming pain, shockwaves of pleasure coursed through my body, sending me over the edge. I quickly hopped in and stood at a distance from him. We weren’t together anymore, I was single.
