I had to say something. I couldn't just sit here and not acknowledge her. That would have been rude. So I had to fight up the nerves to speak to her. ... just stared down at my cup contemplating what to do.As soon as I was about to get up and move down closer to her, she suddenly appeared in the seat next to me. I was startled but also amazed. She was even more beautiful up close. Her piercing green eyes. Her full lips covered in seductive red lipstick. Her scent was even sweet and seductive. I. Then, we agreed on three scenarios, a mild one, a sexy one and a wild one. We wrote each on a card and sealed them in individual envelopes. The game began on our next date night. We'd booked a hotel room in a nearby city. Before we left, my wife selected one of the three sealed envelopes, having no idea which scenario she'd picked, and put it in our bags. The night was very sexy by itself. My wife wore a very short black mini-skirt I'd recently bought for her and a loose fitting peasant shirt.. What is your biggest fantasy?”I knew immediately what mine was. It has been my go-to fancy for so long. I would let my imagination play the scene out in my mind. Never have I spoken to anyone about it, not even Jason.Many years ago, before I was married, I was at a house party, somebody’s birthday, I think. While I was upstairs looking for the toilet, I passed the half-open door of a bedroom. Sitting in the dark were a group of boys drinking and watching porn on an old TV.I peered in from. She introduced herself as my immediate neighbor, I cursed my unreasonable office timings which leaves me no time to check out a pretty woman living next door. Her name was Mala Sree, she insisted that I should go with her for a dosa at the famous MTR restaurant after she finishes her squats. My thoughts were confused and shattered, somehow all of my apprehensions and prejudice about Mala came to an end when we sat down for a cup of filter coffee, the lifeline of Bengaluru people.Mala was an.