Kowsalya : hi ravin. How do you do?Me: fine kowsi, what about you? Long time no see… Almost 3 years ….Right?Kowsalya: yeah. Long time…. And I am...fine…..(and she was little bit angry because I called her kowsi, because I didn’t call her like that in our college days, I called her and her friends “ma’ám”).Me: what are you doing here? When you came to chennai?Kowsalya: I came here after a year back, when we finished our ug. And I joined as software engineer here only(same company I attended the. She moved down the side, towards the back of the house. Roger’s beautifully landscaped yard and full bushes and trees made it very private. She suddenly felt overly suspicious. I’m sure it’s nothing, I’ll just peek, she told herself and peered through the dense bushes. She saw her husband getting out of the water, and he was nude. That son of a bitch is having an affair with Donna! she thought. And searched the yard with her eyes looking for her. All she saw was Roger laying out on a lounge. I missed his touch and wanted his sweet mouth on mine... Eventually, as much as I hated to admit it, I decided to try a different approach because I was beginning to feel uncontrollably turned on whenever I was around him, but still wanted to keep up the charade of playing hard to get. I had put on my favorite black strapless bra that hugged my breasts perfectly, causing a bit of cleavage to show under my tight light colored blouse. On my hips and legs I wore a short jean skirt that perfectly. Sitting at the bar I’m listening to the music and scanning the room. All over there are couples grinding their bodies to the beat. My body begins to move slightly to the music and can feel the pressure building inside of me. I need a man. Scanning the room again I see him. He is wearing a cobalt blue button down which nicely accentuates the blue of his eye and a pair of tight blue jeans that hug his body beautifully. Turning from him I talk to the bartender to find out what the gentleman is.