Author's Note: Hello readers. Before you read this story, I wanted to take a moment to explain a couple of things about it. First off, this is by far my longest story to date. It is also a story that requires a bigger suspension of disbelief than some of my other The Office stories. Let's just say that this story is not based on a specific episode and ha...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
Written in collaboration with Dalhia 57 who provided a large part of the plot. * While Naina and Dan were training in a gym in the East of France, Ritu was mourning her sister. It was the first time she was separated from her and she didn't like it at all. Tom had done his best to soothe her, remaining with her all the time and working to her side. The sit...
Chapter-18 He breezed in and cried gruffly, "Suresh is missing"!! Kiana and Sumitra concentrated on their inconsequential work with utmost gravity and in right earnest. I seized the opportunity and said dramatically, "Oh! No! How? When? Where could he have gone?" "God only knows. There is no news. Even his mother doesn't know." Imran was frantic. I look...
Greetings and salutations dear readers. The story you are about to read is a narration of one of my most cherished memories. The incident happened when I and my wife took a vacation to Las Vegas. Now I know what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, but this experience was something worth sharing. Well before I get too ahead of myself, allow me to introduce myse...
My name is Kavita and I am a young Asian Indian housewife living in California. I have been told that I have a very sexy body. My husband Sanjay loves to display my legs and my shapely boobs to his friends and in public. I am deeply in love with my husband. Like a good Indian wife, I very rarely have the courage to disobey him. Sanjay knows my weakness very...
So much laughter and fun filled the family's return trip from Melbourne that the time quickly passed. It was twilight as Andrew drove into the grounds of what he believed was his home and stopped, disoriented by the sight before him, unable to comprehend this was their driveway and their house. Fascinated, the family could only stare at the myriad fairy li...
The dancing girl from Cairo When Kira arrived at the Cairo airport, she was somewhat like a young girl at a debutante ball : usually she travels wearing Indian clothes, most frequently a saree. She flies in first class under her name ok Kira Chowdhury-Singh, the wife of a member of the government of the Indian Republic and she is often accompanied by Kyrhan...
Divya's newfound assertiveness and her will to try and lead a decent traditional married life started serving her well. She had effectively neutralized the hold Jose had over her. The job did mean a lot to Jose, so after that time she destroyed his phone, he decided to abandon or at least suspend his plans to bed Divya again. He taught her driving, without...
Patrick Murphy walked slowly and silently through the wooded area. His eyes were constantly moving, viewing everything around him, watching where his feet would step, looking for any sort of movement. His rifle was across his chest in both hands, ready to fly to his shoulder for firing. Nothing moved, he heard no sounds. He didn't like it. He was not distur...