Paul thoroughly enjoyed his extramarital affair with Stacy, but the guilt had begun to affect him. He also feared being caught. The last thing that he wanted was a divorce, since it would mean eternal damnation according to his belief system.
Nevertheless, he couldn’t bring himself to end his relationship with the single mom. Not only was she absolutely delightful in bed, but she also seemed to understand and respect him more than his own wife did. It was a terrible dilemma for the exterminator. He wanted to stay married and avoid getting caught, but he also wanted his mistress. He couldn’t give either of them up. (more…)
The idea of a teenage slumber party where gorgeous pubescent girls and guys all sleep semi-naked in a room together is something most of us would walk a million miles for. I was lucky enough to find myself at one accidentally.
I was 17 at the time and in my first year of a diploma course. My college friend Dan, whom I had recently met, had rented for the first time a place of his own. It was a fairly dingy garden-flat with just the one room containing a double bed and a kitchenette, and a bathroom. But it was all his. He was very excited and celebrated with a house-warming party. He and his gorgeous girlfriend Sara invited myself, Natalie, Lisa and Emily (all of whom were friends of Dan’s) to the pokey little flat for a Friday night drinking session. (more…)
Those were bachelor days when I had just got into a job in an industry located outskirts of chennai. I was looking for a suitable house to move in and was disappointed with the surroundings around my factory. On a suggestion from a friend of mine I started looking in a small suburb around 5 kms away from the factory. Although there were many desirable houses in there and empty too, being a bachelor I was not very welcome. Spending a whole of a sunny sunday looking for a house, I was at the end of my patience when I spotted a to-let sign on a small but neat house. I walked in and pressed the bell and the door was opened by a housemaid. I was made to sit in the sitting room and the maid left saying she would call the ‘maim sahab’. The room was neat and furnished and a series of photos decorated the walls. I could see an old family photo with an army officer, wife and two kids, one large photo of the army officer but with garland indicating the person had died. I could make out that the lady of the house was an army officer’s wife and probably a widow. There were photographs showing daughters wedding and son’s decoration of an army officer, etc.. (more…)

