This is my first time writing stories on ISS. Appreciate your feedback to help my story-writing skills. I am also open to casual, non-serious relation...hips with interested females/girls. You can contact me at my email id: This is a fictional story between two friends, Nidhi and Trupti, involving their husbands. Nidhi: Age 28, from Bengaluru. Fair, 5’ 7” tall, with a figure to die for. Black eyes with an oval face. She had huge melons and strong thighs. To imagine her beauty, think of Kriti. Again, she felt a warm feeling in her hand, as if she were holding a warm cup of tea. She was eye-to-eye with a killer whale. He saw the fear in her eyes, the respect, the basic instincts. He saw ... attraction.For an eternity, they looked at each other, the seawater around them moving small clouds of mud from her footprints. Her dirty blonde hair waved in the seawater with the rhythm of the waves. Her sudden feelings towards an animal. A wild animal. A predatory animal. A killer whale.She. It’s a sparkly red number reminiscent of Jessica Rabbit. I set out the sparkly silver shoes for him just as I hear the water shut off. Retreating to a chair in the corner of the room I settle down to watch him dress. It’s such a turn on watching him roll those stockings over his legs, sliding into the clothes and another personality at the same time. When she’s finished she stands up and looks at me. Normally I’m the submissive one, but tonight, tonight I want her to be my little slut. . “Yes, Cindy’s mom. Mister Bill’s wife. Mother to Elise and carrying Bill Junior. Who did a bunch of stupid shit before she leveled out.”“I heard that she was a redemption story. Never pushed for details.”“You never pushed me for details either, Tommy, but I’ve kept nothing from you; not when we first met, not since then. You know what I was. And you keep hanging round. You know. You. Keep. Hanging. Around. Obviously you didn’t do it ‘because she’s a whore and I can score some easy pussy.’ So.