The next morning, Bela was woken up by her mother knocking hard on the door. "Bela, get up. Bela! Bela!" her mother's voice said loudly. Bela woke up with a start and sat up, unsure of where she was. Her brain registered her mother's voice and knocking. And suddenly, memories of the previous night came flooding back. Was it a dream... a nightmare, she wond...
Then came a day when things changed a bit. When I got home from work, Bela was wearing a short pleated skirt and a t-shirt with no bra or panties on. Having gotten used to seeing her naked, I was surprised to see her in clothes. Shyam came over shortly and also seemed surprised to see the clothes on. For a while, I considered taking her clothes on, but I was...
Preface- Taking a break from my "Indian Wife Gone Bad" series for a few days. Writer's block of sorts. No point in continuing the story for the heck of it, if the quality falters, right? Meanwhile, I have started on a different story. It is also a wife story, but it varies from the other series. Firstly, the wife is not really slut per se, at least not initi...
In the morning, the bright sunlight did little to lift Bela's spirits. She was still saddened and horrified at how she had defiled herself the previous night. She kept berating and scolding herself, and would have kicked herself hard, had that been possible. For a while, she even contemplated going to her mother and confessing to everything. Maybe her mother...
Shyam moved in to the house next to ours. I knew Shyam vaguely from a few company conferences. He used to work in the Ahmedabad factory, and had risen from being a common daily wage worker in the factory to manufacturing supervisor. He was about 40, older than me, but would be working under me. I showed him around the factory, explained him all the details a...
BELA'S PRE-MARITAL PAST The story of her past might again seem too tame and anti-climatic to some of you, but if you consider the town she grew up in, and how conservative her parents were, it is somewhat of a big deal. Right from her childhood, Bela was known to be a very attractive girl. Her parents were very old-fashioned, conservative and obviously pro...
When I woke up the next morning, Bela's side of the bed was empty. I got up and went to the kitchen and saw her dressed in a sari. Which was a surprise, since she had pretty much stopped wearing any clothes around the house recently. I went close to her and hugged her and kissed her. She kissed me back very cursorily, and her face looked worn down with worry...
Note: This is meant to be a continuation of Shy Indian Wife Opens Up by aurelius1982. I have received permission via email from the original author to post this story as a continuation of his. Reading that series first will give you context for this. ***** "I thought I was hallucinating." Bela glumly said. "That my guilt was making me imagine you were righ...
Bela and Shyam's "secret" affair unfolded in front of my eyes over the next few weeks as I watched the footage from the cameras on my computer screen. Either in real time or recordings. Bela and I didn't talk about it regularly given her laconic nature, but once in a while if I missed something or wanted to know what was going on in her mind, she would provi...
This is my submission for the 2016 Halloween Story Contest. It is a gothic horror novella based on the vampire mythos. My goal was to try and make the vampires as dark and scary as they were seductive and I hope you will find my attempt successful. The story is a bit of a slow burn since I've taken time to establish the characters, setting, and atmosphere be...