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"Please come in Miss Jennifer. Please take your seat." The young lady who invited me in so cordially was as attractive in the flesh as she was in her movies. She had the poise and bearing of a cultured woman. In my ignorance I had not expected that in a porn film star. She was a little above...
"Your husband's eyes light up when we mention your name, Subbu" said the lady, "you have to tell me what you do to make him love you so much."
"Do they, Kiran madam?" Subbu was immensely pleased to hear that.
"They do without any doubt. How do you manage that?"
The questioner was in her early...
Extremely careful though he was Chandru knew his wife would one day catch him with the goods. It happened that Saturday evening. He heard Malavi open the door. He was not to blame; the mouse stalled and he was not able to get the cursor fast enough to the upper corner of the screen to close the...
Sonu's husband Viswam is a writer. He files his short stories in a folder named 'Stories' in their computer and invites Sonu to read and critique the stories. He welcomes the suggestions she offers. One evening while searching for a misplaced file Sonu quite by accident chanced upon a file...
BALARAM'S TALE OF WOE
As the husband I did not quite relish listening to my wife flirting with her friend Dharman. Her bashful, tinkling laughter was especially painful. Equally painful was the tender intonation with which she pronounced the word Dharm, more often than was strictly necessary. I...
PAMELA'S STORY
I am a nurse. I am plain looking. My story is anything but that. I am thirty-three. After training in medical college hospitals I worked for one year in government hospitals. I resigned the job when I got married. That was thirteen years ago. When my children were twelve and ten...
"Anita, you are sounding quite mysterious."
"I am Saha. I want to talk to you about our spouses."
"Indeed. What's mysterious about that?"
"May I come straight to the point Saha?"
"Certainly."
"Are Monica and David having an affair?" There was prolonged silence from the other end of the...
Todas are an indigenous pastoral tribe inhabiting the Nilgiri Hills in Southern India. Their customs are of great interest to sociologists, and to those who study human sexual behaviour. The tribe is not becoming extinct, but the customs for which they are famous are disappearing. Have these...
Fuse Is Lit For A Strange Transformation
"Bommi is holding the handsome fellow's hands." The woman who spoke was a surprise. The old fashioned way she wore her sari, the glitter of her nose rings, the kumkum dot on her forehead, and more kumkum in the middle at the hairline proclaimed that she...
STORMY ROAD TO A TRANSFORMATION
The protagonist of this story is a celebrity, but under a different name. Though holder of no office he wields considerable influence in the ruling party of the State. Some even say he is a kingmaker. His detractors never tire of pointing out that he was once a...
Rajan was not aware that the solution to the problem that was racking him was round the corner. His predicament was common enough. His wife Ganga was his housekeeper, cook, a companion of sorts, and when the occasion demanded a very good nurse, but she was not much of a wife. Rajan was not...
Sabitha was disturbed. The explanation for Madan's strange behaviour came to her in a flash. If true, her life was in ruins. For the first three nights after marriage her husband had not touched her. Though hers was not a face that launches ships, she was sexually very attractive. She was tall...
The tap at the door was so soft that it was hardly audible, but David and Mabel shuddered. They exchanged embarrassed glances.
"Come in," David said after a delay. The door opened and a young man stood at the door. The man had the unmistakable features of a Thai, but was better built than the...
Nandu lives in Madras with his parents, his elder brother Karthik, and his sister-in-law, Minu. He is 23, eight years younger than his brother and four years younger than his sister-in-law. Karthik markets ready-made clothes. He was married five years ago. He has no children. Minu is from...
For a fair minded husband the sky is the limit
Aditya:
It was my wife Suja calling from Mumbai. She was attending a conference of social workers, and as usual in conferences she was enjoying herself.
"Darling, today the President of the Association sent me mail inviting me to the...
"Did your brother force you?" asked the doctor.
"No" she said, "I seduced him."
It was at a marriage reception that Dr. Gopika, gynaecologist in a local medical college hospital, who knew of my interest in human sexual behaviour, told me about a diary of a former young patient of hers that she...
Saaru chuckled delicately.
"What's so amusing?" asked Dad.
"The newspaper has given our bit in the matrimonial columns some prominence."
"You did not ask for highlighting, did you?"
"No, but to be the first item in a list extending to six pages is something isn't?" She handed him the...
I am Naren. I am a masseur in a Bangkok hotel. I can give a massage, but rarely do my clients want massage. My job goes deeper. I have figured earlier in these chronicles in the story Jump Starting Love, Bangkok Style. I have had many interesting experiences. I will narrate one of them.
Most...
For want of a nail kingdom was won
Conquering heroes or cuckolds? Your choice
Kadir and Paramesh were born in nearby houses in the same street in Chennai. They were childhood friends whose friendship continued during their school and college days and after. They still live in the ancestral...
I am Prabhu. I am eighteen year old. I am in college doing a course in business management. I live in Chennai, India with my mother, sister Banu, and her husband Sampath. My father passed away three years ago. My sister and I are the only children of my parents. We are a happy family, but of...
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