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I have been at human digest for last about a month or so and it is really fun; some stories are really erotic, very nicely written and this inspired me to write the best of experience that I ever had in my life. Though sex in marriage is satisfying but outside marriage is just wonderful, it takes you to newer heights and you are at your best. I’m sharing this with you without the permission of girl I had this experience with, so

I’m not revealing the real names and locations; but yes the facts are very similar to what I have written. I don’t know how good a writer I’m, but here I go. I have a fairly active and satisfying sex life. To describe me, I’m in my thirties and quite athletic, a regular at Jim with height of 5.10 and being north Indian ‘m fair too. I believe it is not right for one to say that I’m very handsome; it for people to decide and vary from person to person, so I just gave my basic physical details.

We do have girls at work place and we do talk freely but I generally find it difficult to open up beyond a point. For work I have to travel to different parts of the country but it is not for longer durations. On one of these occasions I have to travel to Ranikhet in Uttarkhand. Our branch head had left all of a sudden and I had to look for a replacement and also manage the branch till that time. So I had no idea for how long I have to be away from home. It was May and the weather was perfect for mountains.

Only good accommodation that I got there was the house where our earlier branch head was staying. The ground floor was occupied by the land lord and on the first floor it had two apartments. Both were vacant and I took one. The two apartments were inter-connected through a common door (which was locked) connecting the drawing room of both the apartments. The other apartment was also vacant, so I was all alone on this big floor. I used to spend most of my time in the branch, working late evenings as I had nothing to do after office.

After about a month the landlord told me that the other apartment has also been let out and a manager of an insurance company will be coming there. I was a little happy that I might get some company after office. The day after when I came back from work, the door of the apartment was closed, I thought that I will meet my new neighbor the next day morning. Next day as usual got up early and went for a jog and while I was coming back I saw a very pretty newly wedded girl in my balcony (balcony for both the flats was common).

I’m from Delhi and Delhi has pretty faces everywhere but she was just too beautiful. Milky white, full breast and round bottoms, blackish brown straight silky hairs almost touching her bottoms and she was about 5’ 3’’ tall, wearing a red suit with chunni on her head and wrist full of red bangles filling most of part of the wrist (wearing chooda if you understand that). Some time you are surprised that how much you notice in just a few seconds of look.

I could have said at least “hi” but with her beauty I couldn’t get the courage, just the sight of her made blood rush in whole of my body, and I straight went in. She was putting clothes on the wire for drying. She did take a look at me from the corner of her eye but was normal otherwise and kept on with her cloths. I kept with my routine and was getting ready for office and after about an hour someone knocked on the door; I thought it must be landlord. It was a handsome gentleman, my new neighbor and husband of ‘the fairy’

I had seen a while ago. We introduced ourselves and he told me that he is working for a leading insurance company and working as a Sales manager and has been transferred to Ranikhet. I was happy as he was looking like someone I could talk to, when I come back from work. His name was Vikas. He also told me that he has been married about a couple of months back and his wife Pooja is with him.

I told him that my family is at Delhi and I’m here for a short while may, a month or two more. He was quite friendly and since I was alone he invited me for dinner. I was a little uncomfortable as we just have been introduced and he had a fairy in there and I was not sure how to behave with her; I knew the moment I’m in their home, it will be just impossible for me take my eyes off that gorgeous looking girl.

When he left I noticed something wrong the way he was walking; something you too must have noticed while some people walk; it looks like as if they are homo; but that walk always is not related to someone being a gay, I have known people with that walk but still are straight. The whole day in office I was thinking about that lovely face, I have just seen her for few seconds, and was looking forward for the dinner.

At 8.30 in the evening I knocked at my neighbor’s door and Pooja answered it; I extended my hand saying hello I’m Abhay (sometime you do behave awkwardly, I know I should not have extended my hand for a hello, in Delhi it could have been fine but not here). She did extend her hand I got a touch of most soft hand I have ever touched. I was conscious of what I have done so retreated fast. I asked her about Vikas and she told me that he is taking shower.

I said then I will come back in bout 10 – 15 mins, she said no it is fine and I should come in.

I was sitting there and looking at her every now and then, moving my head one way or the other. She was noticing this too but kept busy with cutting her salads. She broke the ice, it is generally easy for the girls I think, and asked about my family and it all began from there. We started talking I eased a bit, the blood pressure was coming back to normal, summersaults in tummy were settling down and I was talking to her not making her conscious.

Vikas arrived after about 15 mins and things were normal thereafter; though even now every time I was looking at her she was making me conscious as if I’m doing it for purpose. Dinner was fine, in fact was too good for a person having home food after a long time, I did complement her for her cooking. Vikas said we can have at least one meal together at night if not more. I was overwhelmed by his invitation, a little embarrassed too for looking at his wife the wrong way. Here were two very nice people and we became good friends.

At times I too used to cook for them, what every little I could. Life was a little better in this sleepy little town. One of the other things that I noticed was something missing in relationship between Vikas and Pooja. They were not acting as a newly married couple, something was missing while they were talking to each other; they were sort of too formal between them. That anyways was none of my business and I never took liberty of probing.

She was very cute and chirpy while she was alone with me and a healthy friendship grew between me and her and with Vikas as well. Pooja and I had some common interest in music (western as well as Bollywood), books and travel and I copied all my music collection on her pc. We used to talk long hours on these. I didn’t realize it then but I was actually falling for this beautiful girl.

Vikas used to come late at times and if we were having dinner together, we used to wait for him. At times he used to be as late as 10.30 – 11 at night. By mid June rains had arrived in the mountains (rains are generally very heavy in mountains) and on one of this rainy day Vikas was not back even by 11.30 and we were a little worried. His cell was not reachable. Then we saw the headlight of his bike from a distance, he was driving very slowly and as soon as he reached home he could not park it and fell on the ground along with the bike.

We both ran down; Vikas had met with an accident. On this rainy day his bike had slipped on dark wet road. He had bad burses on this left arm and leg and even his head bleeding (fortunately not heavily). We took him to hospital in my car, finding a doc in a small town in the middle of night is not easy. Doc worked on him and came out after an hour, we were waiting outside. He said Vikas had no serious injury and should be back to normal in about three to four days but at that time he running high fever.

The Doc suggested keeping him in the hospital till next day morning. He also told us that since there is nothing serious with him and as such there is no place for the attendant we can go back now and come at 9 in the morning. With this both came back; it was about 2 in the morning and sleep was gone so was hunger. In the mountains even in the month of June, with rains, you start shivering and we both were. I offered to make coffee for Pooja and she agreed. I bought two big mugs of coffee and we started chatting; just chit chatting.

Then Pooja asked about my kids and I told her that our first one came in the first year of our marriage, wasn’t planned. I asked her what they are planning. Pooja was uncomfortable with this question, all this while she was looking at me while talking, but now she was looking at the floor and I saw a strange sadness in that bubbly cute face. I said I’m sorry I should not have asked but she no, it is ok and there is nothing wrong in what I have asked and with that her eyes were wet. She said they can’t have kids.

I was taken a back; they were married only for a couple of months and I asked her the same. She was quite for some time and as I was about to change the topic, she started talking. She said it is very personal and embarrassing to share with. I said it is ok, she doesn’t have to if she is not comfortable. But she was looking for someone to talk to and looked at me with those helpless eyes. I so much wanted to hug her. I went close to her and held her hand and I think she felt trusted.

She told me her small little story and the mystery that they had in their not so hot relationship (between her and Vikas) unfolded; what she has been holding for all this time from me and the entire world. She told me that on the day of their wedding night they did try to make love but Vikas could not get erection and he seemed to be uninterested and then he slept after an hour of wasted attempts. Vikas didn’t show much interest since then and when she asked him ‘what the matter was’ he said that he is not interested in sex is a very spiritual person.

She asked him then how will they have kids and if there is any problem they can consult a doc. But he replied that nothing is wrong with him and he is not interested in kids either. He had given some hints to her that he could be gay but she doesn’t know much about it so she can’t say what actually the matter is. All my friendship, caring for Vikas turned into rage and I asked her that didn’t she ask him that ‘why did he marry at the first place’.

She said she did ask him and he told her that his parents wanted him to get married, a standard reply in such cases. My blood pressure was going up, how could someone ruin the whole life of such an innocent girl; it wasn’t a matter of a day or two not even a year or two it was killing someone every day for rest of her life. How could he do it, I just couldn’t digest the fact. She was still looking at ground and tears rolling down from those lovely eyes. I still couldn’t get the courage of hugging her. I asked her that hasn’t she thought in terms of divorce.

She said she can’t even think of divorce; she is from a very conservative family and is the eldest of the three daughters of her parents. If she divorce him, ever one in the family will disown her and no one will ever be touch with her. She said it is better for her to live with this marriage and be with everyone and live rest of the life the way it is. She said Vikas otherwise is decent person and generally reasonable. I was so moved hearing all this, felt so helpless; may be for the first time in my life (and may be the only time ever)

I felt I wish I had met her before I was married (even when I’m quite happy with married life).

I took the courage and wiped off the tears from her face and she looked up, looked up to me as if I could do something and things will change for her, looking at me with those expected eyes. All I could do was take her in my arms and hug her. She had her head on my shoulder and her arms on my back but the crying didn’t stop, don’t know for how long and I held her tightly. I never wanted to let her go out of my embrace.

She stopped I don’t know exactly but may be after half n hour; I wiped her face, her head had now moved from my shoulder on to my chest and I could see her face in the slightly dim light of the table lamp. Her silken hairs touch my face and I kissed her head two three times. She looked at me and I really don’t know what that innocent face was asking me but she was looking like the most beautiful women in the world to me; her deep eyes still wet, bold pinky lips, a bindi on the forehead,

I generally am not short of words but that day I really don’t have words to describe her beauty. I don’t know how but my face came closer to her and she closed her eyes and our lips met. I very softly took her lips into mine and had shivers in my spine. She had very soft and warm lips. I started kissing her, her mouth slightly open and I was exploring her mouth. Our tongue was touching and I was licking her lovely lips. Our breath was getting heavier and we were now holding each other tighter.

I was holding her with my left hand and was caressing her silky hairs and her face with my right hand. We were getting hot and she started responding and our tongues were now groping deep inside. Still kissing very softly and I was transported into a different world. May be the best moments of my life. It was all love, no lust in it, no feeling of guilt, two human being loving each other and it was just wonder. We must have kissed for may be 30 to 40 minutes and all this while Pooja’s eyes were closed. I’m not sure but I think this was the first lip kiss for her (knowing her back ground and present circumstances).

Our lips parted and she open her eyes; she looked at me there and was a smile on her face. Our embrace loosened and she got up and looking down at the ground she went to her apartment without saying a word. It is 4.30 in the morning and with a feeling of giving a few happy moments to someone I went to bed too. I didn’t want to sleep but was so tired with the night’s ordeal that I didn’t know when I sleep. I woken up by some gentle knocks at my door; it was Pooja with a smile.

It was around 9 in the morning and time to being Vikas back. I hugged her as soon as she entered and she too hugged me back. Without saying a word we were in each other’s arms for about 5 mins, it was a very nice feeling. She broke the hug and said we are getting late, we have bring Vikas back. We reached the hospital, he was still in half sleep. In about a couple of hours we brought him back home; he was doing fine but for some bandages, his fever was gone and after about four days of rest at home he was back to work.

My feelings for him as a good friend had changed but I was still trying to be as normal as possible. Since Vikas was at home we too maintained our distance. I was missing home badly and went back on a weekend. Came back again and was looking forward to meet Pooja again. It was month ending and Vikas was coming home late, that was normal for him. The very next day that I arrived, I got that gentle knock at my door in the middle of night. I opened the door, it was Pooja and it was raining heavy out there.

She said she got a call from Vikas about an hour and a half back saying that all this while he has been in a nearby town and waiting for rain to stop. Since it was a heavy pore and the accident that he had, he said he would prefer to stay at his friend’s house who lived in the same town. May be trying to read my mind (thought I had no questions there) but she said she is feeling scared of sleeping alone. We have not been alone, real alone, for some days now and we have not hugged for some time.

Without thinking about anything I closed the door and took her in my arms. This was the time where I wish the world to stop, the clock to stop clicking. I thought I could spend my entire life in her arms, think somewhere inside me I was in love with this girl. I do love my wife and I do get all the love from her but sometime I think you are / can be in love with two at a time; it happens. And I just couldn’t control and said Pooja, said replied in a low ‘huuum’ and I said ‘

I love u’. Don’t know how and don’t why I said that but yes I did. She looked up and had tears in those deep big eyes. It was a very emotionally charged moment for us. She buried her head in my chest and tears kept rolling. I wish I could do something, I wish I could change things for her but I couldn’t play God. I was wiping tears from her soft cheeks and running my hands through her lovely hairs. I pulled her chin up and kissed her and we kissed passionately.

I had my left hand on her back the right holding her head moving gently in her hairs. She too was holding me tight with her one hands cupped from below my arms to my shoulders and the other own holding me from back. We were exploring each other’s mouth and the feeling was wonderful. It is been about three years since then but thinking about that day I still can visualize every single details and get very emotional about it.

My right hand was on her back and was caressing it all this while and I moved down to her bottoms. Marvelous; that is the only word I have for it, perfectly round, firm and must have been size 36. I’m man who is more aroused by perfect bottoms than breasts. She was wearing a pink nighty and I was feeling her over it. I pressed her bottoms and pushed her closer to me so that our bodies were touch all over.

I was in my Bermuda shorts and t-shirt and I’m sure that she must have felt my hardness. My hands were exploring further now and I was touching the parting of her bottoms and pushing her closer and closer to me. Our lips still exploring each other’s mouth, bodies pressed against each other and my hand exploring her, it was a feeling and I just didn’t want it to stop. May be after about 15 – 20mins we detached and she looked at me and I could see all the love she had in her eyes. I took her to my bedroom.

I sat on the bed and made her sit on my lap and we were lip locked again. I was holding from beck with my left hand the right was free to explore. I was moving my right hand over her very pretty face, her silky hairs her neck and don’t know when I placed my hands on her breast and was caressing them, one by one. The size was one handful, not very big nor too small. Now she was getting aroused and our kisses were getting more passionate and hotter. She was holding me from my back and responding to my every move.

Our lips parted for a while and we again hugged tight, my both hands on her back now and right one moving down to her thighs; moving up and down on her thighs and bottoms and feeling her softly. I wanted to feel her more and moved her nighty up with my right hand. Think the people of the hills have a habit of wearing more than required; she was wearing a white salwar below nighty. I had to pull the nighty up to the knot of the salwar and one hand was not enough to open the knot and to pull it down.

I made her half stand and pulled the salwar down with the right hand. She was flowing with the current and I think had decided to let things happen, have the best of the moments of love. At that time it wasn’t that I’m married and it wasn’t that she too is married; it was just two of us; two people in love and making love and world beyond this didn’t exist. I pulled her nighty up to her waist. She was fair, very fair but what I saw then made me realize that she was not just very fair but she was actually milky white, in fact her skin was slight pinkish white.

I placed my hands on her thighs and started caressing them; she was wearing a deep red panty and when I touched it, it was very wet. I wanted to smell it, I wanted to lick it, and I wanted my lips between her legs. Her breath was getting very heavy now. I took off her nighty and she was now just her panty and bra. I took my hands behind her and unhooked her bra and was about to take it off but she got up from my lap and went to bed, taking the sheet on her.

I took off my Bermuda and t-shirt and went to bed with her in my undies. I started kissing her all over, starting from her forehead to her eyes, her soft cheeks, her neck, her ear; pooja had her eyes closed and now moaning very softly. I could hear her heavy breath and very faint ummmmmmm and hummmmm. I moved down to her breast, still covered with bra. It was unhooked and I just took it off. What a sight it was, those lovely boobs, probably untouched till now by any male species.

Absolutely erect and pink nipples. She stopped me and told me to switch off the lights. I put off the bedroom lights but let the living room lights on; I wanted to see her. I went back to the bed and tugged inside the sheet Pooja was having. Again we were in each other’s arms and started kissing passionately. I was caressing her erect boobs one after another, they have become quite firm. I slowly started moving down and my lips came on to her breasts. I started licking them gently and slowly took those pink nipples in my mouth.

I wanted t take the whole of the boobs in my mouth, like a man who is hungry for ages but certainly those were just too big to be take all inside my mouth. My tongue was doing things on her and now she was holding my head with her both hand and pressing it on her boobs. Her breath was getting heavier and moaning very audible now, her legs were moving side by side and she was losing controls, actually getting out of bounds and I think at that time she too wanted to have the best of moments.

With the living room light I could still see her face, her eyes closed and the whole body moving with pleasure. I started moving down further and soon was kissing her over her very wet panty. The fragrance of juices coming out of her pussy was awesome and it made me mad, I just wanted pulled her panty down and lap every drop coming out but I didn’t wanted to hurry it up. I started kissing her thighs and went kissing down to her toes, her legs were perfect, skin soft as silk, all milky white; and again came up.

She was getting ecstatic with my soft kissing and hugging a pillow. I slightly open her legs and was now sitting between both legs. My both hands caressing her inner thighs I pulled her panty down a bit and the curves were visible; she had very light golden color pubic hairs. I didn’t want to hold it further and pulled her panty off completely. She was lying there completely naked in front of me. When I saw her the very first day standing in the balcony, I never in my wildest dreams have imagined that I will see this pretty girl completely nude.

I opened her legs more and was on to her pussy. I planted a kiss on it and opened it with my right hand fingers. What a sight it was; she was a virgin, this was the first time I had seen a real pink pussy and it was oozing out with juices. I started kissing her pussy very tenderly and licking her juices. Her ummmm hmmmmm were getting louder and I think pleasure was going unbearable; her hands were on my head now.

I might have kissed and licked her for may be just two minutes and she got up and she said ‘stop’. I asked her ‘what happened’ and said ‘please stop’. Her face was crimson red and she looked worried. I asked her ‘is all fine?’, she said ‘yes all is fine but….’, I smiled at her and told her not to worry, and it is ok; she was about to have an orgasm. I hugged her and told her to relax and let the emotions flow, she hugged me back. After a while I tried to make her lie down so that we can resume but she didn’t release me from her hug.

I took her completely in my arms and didn’t leave her for next about 10 minutes. Then she moved back a little and was looking in my eyes and I placed my hand in her hairs. This time she came closer to me and kissed on my lips. I was not moving and she took my lips in her mouth; I started responding slowly and was in the seventh heaven. Remembering all those moments and writing these I still get so aroused.

Kissing this time was even more passionate and longer; we didn’t wanted to part our lips. Instead of just me touching and feeling her all over now we were touching and exploring each other. My dick was going wild in my jockey and I took it off. She was no more a passive lover and she was doing things she wanted to. She took my dick in her hands and her hands were they all wet with my pre-cum; she was feeling my balls and touching all freely.

I again had this urge of going between her legs and moved there. As I started licking her I told her not to stop me this time and she smiled back. My both hands were again on her thighs and parted her legs further apart. I was kissing her all over, enjoying every part of it. After a while I opened her pussy with my fingers and I started licking her, licking her pinkness. Moving my tongue from the end to the top and a times trying to insert my tongue and I felt her hymen.

She was tight and I knew the entry will be painful. With every lick of my tongue I could hear her hmmm…. She had both her hands on my head and at time she would close her legs and my face was struck between her thighs. We were on the top of the world and the feeling was ecstatic. Her juices were flowing free and I was lapping it all but it was still getting sloppy. I placed my lips on her vaginal lips and my tongue was trying to get deeper and licking anything coming out.

She again closed her legs on my face, this time it was tighter and her hands pressing me towards her pussy. She was breathing very heavy and with a loud ummm… she came and she came big, it was all in my mouth and inside me. She held me between her legs for quite a while. She released the grip and I was back on bed next to her. She still had her eyes closed; I kissed her on lips and she opened her eyes, face still red and whole body hot as if blood is running at its full in her veins.

She was a bit shy and had a big smile on her face. I asked her ‘how was that’ she lowered her eyes and her eyes and the big satisfying smile said it all. She didn’t say anything. I tried to kiss her lips and she was a little hesitant; it took me sometime to understand what the issue was. I went to the wash room rinse my mouth and was back on bed; she opened her arms and hugged me, a hug she never wanted to leave.

We started talking and I said Pooja I want to give you the best, make these as the best moments of your life, take u to the heights of heaven, I want to see you happy. She didn’t say anything was still hugging me and those touch said it all. I told her since that ‘this is first time for you, initially it is going to be a bit painful’, she said ‘she knew it’. We chat a bit more and this gave her time to recover from her major orgasmic burst.

We were caressing kissing and exploring again. My hands were touching, squeezing her bottoms and exploring very pussy. I tried to insert my index finger; her pussy was on fire again with juices over flowing. It did slide in but it was tight and I realized it is not going to be painful just for her. I came on top of her and made her open her legs. As she too got ready and closed her eyes in anticipation of pain;

I stopped and told her to relax her body and mind and not think about pain. I just lied on top of her, my dick rubbing her pussy and making little penetrations. After a while I made her legs open wider and she lifted these up and I placed my dick on the opening. Even though her pussy was fully lubricated, entry was still tough. With one gentle push I entered only half and she was in pain.

I asked her ‘should I stop’ and she said ‘no’; I stayed there for a few moments kissing her lips, her neck, her breasts and making very small movements down there. She relaxed and in a short while and with one deep push I was completely inside her and it was painful. She told me to be there and not make any move. She was so wet and hot inside that I felt as if my dick is still growing in size inside.

She put her both hands on my shoulders and legs wrapped around my back and hugged me very tight, pushing me completely to her. After being there for a few minutes I started making small and gentle moves. She was still in pain but I think it was bearable now; she made her opening wider. I was still making gentle but longer moves and she was moaning with her lips rolled inside with hmmmm hmmm hmmmm; she was between pleasure and pain and

I think by now the former was overtaking the later. I wanted to feel her, with my weight on left hand elbow I moved my right hand down to her beautiful round bottoms and I pushed her a little higher and I was deeper inside her; we were in heaven. Each dip inside was ecstatic and the feeling was just out of the world. I wasn’t making love for the first time but this one of the best I ever had. I kept on my small and gentle moves for a while but she was so very hot, so much wet and so tight in there that I knew I couldn’t hold on for long.

My orgasm was building up I tried to slow it down but our whole body was in state of immense erotic pleasure. I garbed her from her bottoms with my both hands for my last few pushes and loaded my cum inside her. It was an Act, an Act of sheer love and pleasure. We both were exhausted and I was still on top of her. It was so wet and messy and I was not sure that she had an orgasm.

I rolled down from top of her on to the bed and she just caved in my arms as if she never wants to leave. I again asked Pooja ‘how was it’; knowing well that she will not say anything and she didn’t. We got up after some time and cleaned; there were droplets of blood on the bed sheet. We came back on bed and all of a sudden it struck me what if Vikas comes now. In a quick reaction I opened the interconnecting door from my side, put my

Bermuda and t-shirt on, went to Pooja’s apartment, the door was still open. I closed it from inside then opened the interconnecting door and came in to my side. A very pretty girl was in my arms and I had full erection in minutes but I knew that will be too much for her. We chatted the whole night through and morning was back to normal. I left for office after having breakfast with Pooja, she had a big smile on her face all this while, a smile that was rarely visible. We were happy.

In days to come we did get our chances for more intimate moments, either in the morning (Vikas used to leave at least an hour earlier than me), at time I used to come back early in the afternoon and at times Vikas used to stay back at his friends place. Things were going fine, I had appointed the new branch head and was inducting him in the business. And on one Friday got a call from my boss and he told me to come back; some delegates from US were coming and we had to prepare for the meeting.

All this while I had almost forgotten that I had to go back. I had to report on Monday morning. Even though I knew all this while, I was still in state of shock and the biggest worry was how to tell Pooja; I had to. Friday when I reached back home Vikas was already there and we just exchanged ‘hi’; I didn’t have the courage to face Pooja. But I had to tell her so on Saturday morning when Vikas left I called Pooja to my apartment and she saw through the worry in my eyes and asked me ‘what’s the matter’.

I took her hands in mine, pulled her closer to me and she saw my wet eyes. She visualized it and tears started rolling down her eyes like a tap. She came in my arms and we hugged each other. She asked me when and I said Monday morning. We both were not ready for this; it was so very painful for us, may be the most painful moment of our life. I pulled her back and kissed her, her eyes looking at me; asking 100 questions for which I had no reply. Those innocent eyes, I will never ever forget in my life. She again hugged me and said ‘

I love you’ and this made me week, so week that I couldn’t even stand. I had no idea how I’m going to leave on Monday morning, I didn’t want to. Fortunately Vikas stayed back on Saturday night with his friend and Pooja and I were together for one last time. Even though I had to drive for 7 – 8 hours the next morning, we didn’t sleep even for one second; we didn’t wanted to lose even single moment of ours.

I left early next morning, leaving a truly innocent, angle face looking at me with hopeful eyes; I will carry those eyes to my grave. It’s been three years since then and I don’t know where she is and have no contact with her but I pray for her every day. Some people might call what I did as cheating but I don’t give it a damn; to me I gave someone, may be the happiest moments of her life and I didn’t hurt anyone with it and this to me can never be wrong do write to me / send me your comments at