ചേച്ചിയുടെ പെട്ടിയും എന്റെ പെട്ടിയും ബൂട്ടിൽ വച്ചിട്ട�...� ബസിൽ കയറിയ എനിക്ക് രണ്ടാമത്തെ ഷോക്ക്‌ . അതൊരു സ്ലീപേർ കോച്ച് .ഞങളുടെ സീറ്റ്‌ മുകളിൽ ആയിരുന്നു . ഞാൻ അദ്ദ്യം കയറിയിട്ട്‌ ചേച്ചിയെ പിടിച്ചു കയറ്റി. എങ്ങിനെ ഉറങ്ങും എന്ന് എനിക്ക് ഒരു പിടിയും ഇല്ല. ചേച്ചിയുടെ മണവും ഓരോ സ്പർശനങ്ങളും എന്നെ തരിപ്പിച്ചുകൊണ്ടിരിക്കുന്നു . എടാ ഞാൻ അപ്പുറെ കിടക്കെട്ടെ ചേച്ചി ചോദിച്ചു . ഓക്കേ പറഞ്ഞ എന്റെ മുകളിലൂടെ ചേച്ചി അപ്പുറത്തേക്ക്. മാറിയ നേരം ഞാൻ ചേച്ചിയുടെ വയറിൽ പതുക്കെ ഒന്ന് തൊട്ടു. ചേച്ചിയുടെ ഫോണ്‍ വന്നു.. As sick as it may sound but I had decided to follow Priya and Mark to the club that they were planning to visit. The voyeuristic demon within me had taken complete control of me. The mere thought of seeing my wife out on a date with another man was giving me a hard-on.Next day passed in a daze for me. Priya left early for her shopping and salon visit and I stayed back watching TV and contemplating about what lay ahead for us. When she came back in the evening she looked absolutely gorgeous in. She played well and was declared the best player of the final. My presence really enthused her to attain the precious Navratri prize. Though it was a holiday due to some local festival, our office worked as usual. It was my day of entering the heaven. Excepting Bharti and me, others were away from office enjoying the holiday. We could get a lot of free time to gossip and I told her that I had some pending filing work. I entered the Director’s room and started filing. After two minutes Bharti. He decided to go in for one drink anyway. With his drink in hand, he sat at a small table by the wall. He surveyed the girls at the bar. One in particular caught his eye. She was about 5'8, slender but curvy, with long blonde hair and a beautiful behind, wearing a tight silver mini-dress and matching heels. As she turned to speak to a friend, he realized he knew her. It had been a year ago, the best night of his life, four naked girls in a dorm room in Zurich. This one was Kimberly, and he'd.
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