Denise was only part time at the library, a mousy little girl who rarely mixed, so it was something of a surprise when I received an invitation to her...wedding.I have to honest and say that my first inclination was to politely refuse, and then I saw that the venue was at the Heights, only the plushest hotel in the city. I had been looking for an excuse to spend an evening there and mousy Denise had provided me with the opportunity.So I accepted but only after booking a double room for the night.. I don’t know the actual figure. She was my cousin and she used to come to our house on Onam vacations.She is elder to me but she was a good companion for me to spend my time. She used to flirt me always.And she was a nice looking girl with a pointed nose. Her eyes and her nose were the most beautiful things I always used to admire and she is having a long hair till her ass. All it happens was on onam vacations.Some part of this story is fictional. So let’s start the story. Yes, it was onam. I thought it was just an innocent gesture; but then his mouth met my wife’s plump red lips…The other guy slid his dark skinned hand into the top of her bikini. His fingers clenched and massaged her boobs gently under the fabric and Anita closed her eyes and moaned softly. He popped her nice boobs out.The Tommy took charge again and he caressed my wife’s hard nipples; as his partner Freddie ran his hands up and down Anita’s long, slender legs. Higher and higher his fingers traced until they. That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably.