Sushil was excited. Two former co-workers that he had been friends with were coming to the States to interview with his employer. Of course he offered them lodging in his own home. His wife, Nisha, was much less thrilled. She remembered them quite well. They were clean and polite but would monopolize her husband with all their endless technical talk when the...
A few more days passed. Nisha continued to bath in her panties. It was her brother who always showed up in the backyard. He had lied to his father about a special class and had to leave early. That way he could be next in line to take bath after Nisha. This helped Nisha as well, because her father might put a stop to it. Nisha couldn't think of a way to pe...
A few years ago I relocated to another part of the country. I found a wonderful location in the foothills, about 15 miles outside the town, and I built a small and cosy farmhouse. While the farmhouse was under construction, I and my wife moved into a rented place in the town. I transferred my account from my previous city to the same bank's local branch. Bei...
This is the third part of my story "Happiest family in the world." Nisha's husband Sunil was persuaded to remarry for the sake of having kids by his mother Laila. Sunil married Jeena and brought her to the family home where he was living with Nisha and Laila. ***** The next morning everyone met at the breakfast table. Nisha tried not to let Sunil see the h...
Nisha looked out of the window. She could see the bridegrooms procession approaching the house. The long array of cars decorated with garlands of jasmin flowers rode slowly along the private road to the house. In one of the best decorated cars sat the bride and bridegroom. In Kerala weddings are celebrations of wealth and grandeur. Richer the bride's father...
The rough looking guy settled down in his seat. I whispered to Nisha, "Start making a conversation with him." She looked at me then turned to the guy. "Hi. Where you headed?" "Mapusa. What about you guys? "Calangute." "I'm Sam. You are? "Nisha. This is my hubby Kevin." "Hi Sam." I said. We did some light chatter, talking about every day things and Goa...
It was Preethi who was waiting outside. She is always the talkative mischievous girl. She has been Nisha's friend since middle school. In fact she is the reason Nisha chose the college. They are classmates. Preethi is short and has a curvy body. She has a 36D size boobs. She has a beautiful face. Seeing Nisha in her petticoat, she commented with a grin, "W...
Vishal changed into a t-shirt and long pair of shorts, his usual attire at home. He was too embarrassed to leave his bedroom and face Nisha again, after she had seen him with nothing but a small towel around his waist. But hunger soon got the better of him, and he decided to venture to the kitchen to get breakfast. As he walked to the kitchen, he noticed th...
Six year old Nisha sat in grass, staring at the big hole in the knee of her good pants. Their also was a big cut on her knee that bleed profusely but she coukd care-less about the wound. What she did care about was that hole. Tears began to well up into her big brown eyes. Not only did she have a hole in her good pants, she was dirty and her hair was messed...
In my first few years after college, when I was finally living my dream of working and living in the city, I bounced around a lot between different apartments, always "leveling up" into places that were somehow both nicer and more affordable than the previous one. The best one of those without question was the sublet I practically stole from my college frien...