I felt this sudden urge to pen down my experience and you’ll know why I felt that way, after reading this.I’m 24 years of age, working in Chennai,...one whom people would typically brush away saying, ‘He’s boring’. A reserved guy, if you may. I’ve had my fair share of relationships but things never got physical. So the urge to have something physical was rising up in me through the years.The day I’m about to narrate to you, was just another normal day. Two weeks back, I was getting back home from. Soon, I tried to unhook her blouse. In the process of unhooking her blouse, my fingers were all over her cleavage. She was ultra-soft in there.I unhooked her blouse and removed it from her. She was standing in front of me with only a bra and petticoat. She was so hot and was shy to show her assets to me. I could not resist myself. I touched her deep cleavage. My fingers were rolling on her cleavage.“Rishi, Rishi,” we could hear my Mom calling me from the kitchen. My aunt pushed me away and. She appeared almost human for a moment.He went upstairs and invited Bill, the pool boy at Mrs. Smither’s house, in. Mister Smithers had found out that fucking his wife was one of Bill’s duties and he was going fire him. Bill didn’t know that yet. Everyone would think Bill had just not shown up at the house for his termination out of fear of Mister Smithers.He’d never be missed.Yeah, John thought to himself, I’m starting her with young meat.He gave him a beer and led him down to the basement.. Harvesting by hand is a hard and dirty job, but we had a good crop of wheat.We stored the wheat in the barn and put up enough in the loft to have for seed next year. After we recovered from harvesting the wheat, Naomi began making bread for us every week. All the other women wanted to learn how to make it, so there were lessons and plenty of good bread and rolls made.I followed some bees back to their hive from the garden and robbed some honey from them. I got stung several times, but the look.