Copyright © 2014 The low, soft hum of the Quadrotor drone was drowned out by the squeals of delight of the children who had been invited to Dee-Dee's twelfth birthday party. Parents for Dee-Dee's five invited friends had dropped them off earlier and now all six of the girls were playing in our back yard as they awaited the announcement that the cake and ice...
I arrived home after work from my eight to five dead end job, turning the key off in my pickup. My knee hurting like hell and the brace making it more unbearable. The constant reminder of how my life is versus what could have been. I was the star running back in high school until that fateful evening. I have nightmares watching the play in my head, in slow m...
I always felt a strange kind of kinship with Kajal. Both of us were women in the heavily male-dominated world of machine tools. I was the only woman in the dozen-strong sales team of a small machine tool manufacturing firm, the archetypal "small and medium business". Kajal was the only female among the half or dozen or so interns we had hired from a local en...
Author's Note: This is the same event as Shy Indian Wife's Humiliating Exam told from the wife Kavitha's perspective. There may be slight discrepancies due to the vagaries of human memory. Different people observing the same event, may have slightly different recollections of details. I stood before Bill, naked except for my panties. "Kavitha, take off you...
Author's Note: Part of this storyline is around reluctance, since the plot is rooted in exacting. Yet, overall theme is beyond unwillingness, thus I'm posting this story in loving wives category. The story is a pure work of fiction, all characters and events in the tale are imaginary and fictitious. =============== One week ago: 30 year old Sheikh Jama...
Note: This story is a re-telling of Aurelius1982 Indian Wife is a Diwali Night Treat from the wife's perspective. One of his readers. Mili, sent him a suggestion for having the wife's narrative too, similar to my first story which Aurelius helped with. He asked me to do it, so here it is. Obviously, the main characters are Aurelius' creations and he deserves...
This is the opening chapter of School of Love, introducing the characters and the school. All students at the School of Love are over 18. **** I arrived in Lausanne, eager to take up my new post as a tutor at the exclusive École Château de l'Amour. All my interviews for the job had taken place in London, including a rather extensive medical. I was here an...
My name is Ajit, 19 years old. I live in Mumbai in a 2 BHK apartment with my mom, Shilpa, 38. My dad, Vikram, 42, is working in a MNC, and was recently transferred to Bangalore through the company. He visits home every 3 or 4weeks. Mom is a conservative woman and to continue her hobby, she runs music classes at home. Though her age is 38, she looks 25 as a r...
Hi. My name is Radha. I am a twenty year old Indian girl with brown skin, dark eyes, and black hair. I am a freshman in a Bangalore all girls college. I grew up in Hebbal, which is Northern most part of Bangalore. We have a large lake, which is very creatively called Hebbal Lake. Many people come for bird watching. One of my strongest childhood memories happ...
Morgan always dreamed of a big, strong, magnificently muscled stallion being her lover. Hard to the touch all over, brawny, able to protect her so she'd feel safe in his powerful arms. She longed to strum his cut abs like a banjo, abs that were armor-hard plates that could shrug off a sledgehammer to the gut without a wince. Her boyfriend, Roger, was nothi...