Extremely careful though he was Chandru knew his wife would one day catch him with the goods. It happened that Saturday evening. He heard Malavi open the door. He was not to blame; the mouse stalled and he was not able to get the cursor fast enough to the upper corner of the screen to close the file. Malavi was standing behind him staring at the monitor. The...
It was a beautiful afternoon and the sun was shining brightly. Anjali and I were raking leaves and clearing up the house as any couple would do on a Sunday. We were getting ready for the boss to come to our house. He was trying to strike a deal with some new clients and it was our job to entertain them. They were going to come to the House at 5 p.m. Meanwhil...
**This is the 4th and final chapter in the Moving Day series. If you haven't read the others, or it's been a while since you have, take the time to explore the previous chapters and this one will make a lot more sense. Comments are always welcomed and public comments are highly encouraged! Thanks for reading the series....hope you enjoyed reading it as much...
My sexuality has two contrasting sides to it. To persons who know me I am a monumental prude. Carmelite nuns would appreciate my style of dressing, and the strictest of matrons would approve of the way I behave with men, but inside wild fantasies rack me. Twice I acted out my fantasies. My experience is not unlike that of Dr. Jekyll who from time to time tra...
(Read Good morning India for the background of Kira s adventures) * A few years ago, Kira was the happy wife of Dan. They were visiting for the first time India and they were unexpectedly invited to the wedding of one of the nieces of Prince Kyrhan, a very influential official occupying a high rank in the federation of India government. His interest was aw...
I lay as still as I could on my back, my face turned to the balcony door, staring out onto the expanse of foamy sea with just a hint of desert shore beyond. I was controlling myself to the best of my ability, as I was to be the closer. And I had to remain hard until then. Marian was astride me. She liked to drive early on—until I couldn't take it anymore—and...
Prologue: We had been married just for 2 days and the cool breeze of the midnight brushed past me. We were in the magical Mauritius for our honeymoon... my thoughts were running insane. The marriage ceremony was brilliant and we were both tired as hell during the wedding night and slept it off to glory. At least I did. I was in a trance all night. Amit was...
Men like to have sex with many women; are women the same? My mind was roiling with all sorts of emotions but my husband who started it all swept his mind clear and was watching cricket on TV with a screwed up face of a man totally absorbed. I felt very tender towards him. I moved closer to him and kissed him on the cheek. He held me by the shoulder and kiss...
Copyright Oggbashan 4 July 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I was shot t...
Shekhar and I arrived at St Tropez on the French Riviera a few years ago, I was 29 years old and married about three years back. We had grown up in a rather conservative setting and I was not sure as to how I would respond to the nudity that this resort town was famous for. In fact I had butterflies in the stomach. Shekhar was almost drooling at the local...