It wasn't about standing up to Pam's boss. I had always been good atthat kind of thing and I'd told her to do it hundreds of times. She wastoo damn pa...sive for her own good.It wasn't about being worse off financially or losing my looks - theswap would only be for a night and a day. It would be just like wearinga Halloween costume.It was the actual details of the trade that creeped me out.The dream memories were very specific. It wasn't just our bodies wewould be swapping. It was the threads of. My mail id is Please contact me regarding feedback if you like this story.This story is about my cousin sister whose name is Purvika. This incident happened about 10 years back when i was still in college. I was in the final year of my college and i was doing my engineering. Purvika was also studying in my college. I was in the Computer Science department and she was studying in ECE. We used to be great friends outside college but when we were in college we made sure that no one knows about us. Prakash places his hand upon my thighs. I did not objected. So he started pressing my thighs. As my English is not perfect so I will tell you in Hindi now.Prakash ke haath ke sparsh se meri sanse ukhad rahi thi. Maine uske hath ko paked liya aur apne hontho pe la ker ek kiss diya. Prakash ab khul gaya aur usne meri sadi ke ander hath daal diya aur meri jangho per hath phirane laga. Mera beta so gaya tha aur uski wajah se hum khul ker kuch nahi ker pa rahe the. Maine prakash ko bola ki who bete. Although his body is softer than it once was, he has kept the hourglass shape that drives everyone crazy. Her beautiful face is constantly framed by a wonderful smile, in short, a perfect wife if it were not that between us things were not going very well lately. Yet we have spent many together, 25 years of marriage, wonderful c***dren, and also two sentimental escapades on my part that I had forgiven over time, and that actually made me feel the emotion of being a betrayed but aware husband..