In the week or so that I had been at this job, I had learnt a few things. More than a few things actually. This was a typically run private enterprise -- you perform you progress, you lag behind and you perish. And how did they define performance here? Not much differently than any place else -- you lick your boss's arse and you get rave performance reviews....
Ch. 4 : Bridging the unknown --- I was on my way back to Delhi from London on one of my frequent work trips, after Poonam had returned from Cairo. Emirates took me to Dubai, as usual, for a change to a Delhi flight. I had four hours to kill in Dubai airport with nothing much to do, so I wandered around for a while and then sat myself down in a cafe that I...
Ch 2: When in Rome, do as the Romans do ---------------------------------- All lives go through life changing events, and ours was no exception. The very next week, after the condom party, Poonam received word that she was eligible to be posted to Cairo for a period of two years, if she was agreeable. The offer came with a promotion, a very good overseas s...
Dhanno and Kammo were planning to sleep with Rakesh together. However, fate had other plans. Kammo was required to go away for some urgent work in her village. She made plans for her sister to come and stay with Dhanno to work in the other homes of the colony. Kammo's sister's name was Panna and she was over 55 years old. She arrived in Rakesh's house the...
Ch. 6 : Tough guys do dance --- I awoke late the next morning, no surprise considering the night before. I barely made it in time for breakfast, but to my amazement Poonam was already there. Radiant or glowing would be weak words to describe how she looked. She was giving off a blindingly luminous aura. When she saw me, she immediately gave me a dazzling...
My wife Vidya and I discuss her taking on other lovers Author's note: While adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Please treat the following story as a fiction and fantasy piece only. It is written to deliver pleasure, and has no other purpose. - Tarek Zia ***** My moth...
Ch. 5 : Seeing stars on a desert night. --- We flew to Aswan by the early morning flight from Cairo, and did the Abu Simbel tour. Both of us were very excited, and not only because of my film project. Travelling in Egypt is always a wonderful experience, and we both intended to make the most of it. Poonam confided in me breathlessly "I've packed only weste...
Ch. 1: You're a hot and sexy woman *** This story spans several years and three countries - India, Germany and Egypt. Chronologically, it opens at the very end. Everything else is a long flashback that zigzags between the three countries and all those years. ***** "You are a hot and sexy woman" said Riya from the back seat of the car. She was speaking to...
The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend. * * * * * Darling Purvi, Now that even Mona has written you with her account of her sexy stay in Delhi, Lali has decided that it would be nice if I also wrote you. And since we are sitting here in my house on this wet afternoon with nothing to do...
Ch. 3: If you men only knew... *** We had got to know Erika while in Germany. She was a documentary film maker with a growing reputation. She wanted to focus on Buddhism and Indian culture, and it was thus that she made the acquaintance of Poonam the intellectual. The two women hit it off with a rare connection of minds. Erika was the epitome of the moder...