An invite for small send-off dinner by our first floor Bhabhiji was forwarded through her favorite lad among us Raghu. We are a bunch college students living together for the past four years in this rented office space behind our college campus. Our hostel facility were very meager and not welcoming, hence we all shifted to this empty office space that was a...
It was almost two years since I traveled abroad on Business since the birth of my twins; I was now a senior program manager and there was pressure on me to visit my clients; So I decided to visit a few of my clients in the USA and Europe on a one month trip. My first stop was at Chicago and for this trip, I had taken one of the project managers who worked f...
Chapter IV Wife to mistress in a few short steps I am Yamini, the fourth and last daughter of my parents. I have no brothers. I was born and brought up in Kumbakonam, a temple town in South India. My father is a clerk in a financer's office. He earns enough to meet our family's frugal life style. My sisters are all married. Their husbands are clerks too. A...
She arrived at Ratan's place on time – half past 5pm. She smiled gently at Ratan as he stepped out of the bathroom, fresh from a shower, clad only in a thick white terry-cloth robe. His jet black hair was slicked back. His cologne was quiet, but entirely sensual. The robe was belted loosely about his waist and she knew he was naked beneath. The thought...
There was an awkward moment of profound silence after Peter closed the door. They smiled nervously at each other as Peter lifted a hand and softly stroked the side of Jennifer's face. With head down and hands clasped before her, she waited, feeling a sudden chill of apprehension. He voiced his innermost thoughts. "Right now, I feel like the luckiest man a...
Cecilia was my secretary in a Bangalore-based company. She is a Malayali Christian married to a Tamil guy who works in Dubai. Cecilia had two children then. She used to wear tasteful dresses - matching saree and blouse, and the like. She wouldn't expose any skin, except a little bit of her midriff. She had a full figure. With a bindi on her forehead and jasm...
Bhavita, The following story is based on actual events. The writer has experienced these events personally and has drawn from other fortunate men who have also experienced the pleasures that Bhavita has to offer. Bhavita Chhiba is a stunning gujerati female residing in Umgeni Heights in Kenville, Durban, South Africa. She stands no taller that five feet a...
When a girl with a conservative upbringing enters the world of the bold and the beautiful, some thing has to give; learn how this little thing gave her virginity to a guy from whom she went to learn tennis; Well that girl happened to be me and my story is all the fault of the man who became my husband; You see, as a typical Tamil Middle class girl, I was en...
In my last posting, I wrote about my experience with my cousin sister, Selvi akka. In this posting, I like to tell you about my experience with Usha akka. Usha akka is not really my sister. She was our neighbor. She was a Brahmin lady and possessed all the characters of a Tamil Brahmin lady. Light, healthy skin that shined like gold because of regular appl...
Our return to the cabin was not unnoticed. Chintu eyed my tousled look with a knowing smile. Away from the others, he mentioned, in a low voice, "Looks like you had a fun trip to the store!" I gave him a sly wink, as I put the booze in the freezer to chill. If Taj noticed anything out of the ordinary, he made no comment. We moved the party to the dock, t...