Now whenever she used to face any issue she used to give me a call directly for help and I used to help her. Then slowly slowly we started to hangout ...with each other. I loved spending time with other.To tell the truth I don’t like travelling etc but when she used to be with me then I loved travelling and hanging out etc. Also she had the habit of going to temple on every Saturday after office. So once she asked me that whether I would join her to the temple. I readily said yes. She was happy on. "Go fetch my purse and bring it to me. Quickly now"he returned with my purse and I had him kneel on the bed facing meI took out my lipstick and casually and as sexually as I could I applied my lipstick as I kept eye contact with Jim. I took a cigarette out and held it close to my lips"Well are you going to just stare at me like an idiot. Light my cigarette'It was humorous watching him quickly search through my purse searching for my lighter. His hand was trembling as he lit my cigarette. I took. Gentlemen, I just hope that you enjoy your time reading it. And yes, though the story is fiction; the emotions are true.So, let me get started. I have been married for 11 years and as any usual couple, we’ve had our good and bad times in our relationship. But what I am happy about is that we’ve grown up to a level where if given a choice, we both are sure that we both would choose each other once again. And yes, today we (me and the love of my life, my wife Ajitha) are coming back from my. She sat down and crossed those nice legs of hers, she was wearing patterned stockings — you know how I like those. I loved the shoes and she kept swinging her foot and dangling one from her foot, letting the tip catch the light. I was fucking turned on and we hadn’t done anything yet. I offered her a Margarita and the saucy little imp made a real show out of drinking it. Here I was, sitting there in my tight red leather pants — you know the ones — and a silver silk blouse, wondering how.