The restaurant is nearly empty as we take a table to the back and sit next to each other facing the room. The long table cloth hides all but our torsos from any ones view. When the waitress leaves from taking our drink orders she gives a little jump and gasp as I switch on the remote control vibrating egg that I had placed inside her pussy earlier. She grabs my arm as I turn up the intensity. When the waitress nears with our drinks, I turn the egg off.

The girl takes out dinner order and as she leaves, it’s my turn to jump as the egg that she had put in my ass jumps to life. She reaches into the pocket of my loose fitting slacks and passing her hand through the hole cut in the material, grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. (more…)

The restaurant is nearly empty as we take a table to the back and sit next to each other facing the room. The long table cloth hides all but our torsos from any ones view. When the waitress leaves from taking our drink orders she gives a little jump and gasp as I switch on the remote control vibrating egg that I had placed inside her pussy earlier. She grabs my arm as I turn up the intensity. When the waitress nears with our drinks, I turn the egg off.

The girl takes out dinner order and as she leaves, it’s my turn to jump as the egg that she had put in my ass jumps to life. She reaches into the pocket of my loose fitting slacks and passing her hand through the hole cut in the material, grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. (more…)

My name is Mikayel Tanoli; I am 39, married with children and working in a bank. I live in Karachi (Pakistan) in a very middle class neighbourhood in a very ‘middle class’ way.

One October afternoon for no particular reason, I stopped off at my friend Rafi’s house.

Rafi was out playing golf but his wife Sidra, insisted that I have some tea with her and a little ‘chubshup’ (gossip).

Rafi is ten years my senior, a successful businessman married to Sidra (44 years of age) with two children studying abroad and a third one attending college in Lahore. (more…)

The restaurant is nearly empty as we take a table to the back and sit next to each other facing the room. The long table cloth hides all but our torsos from any ones view. When the waitress leaves from taking our drink orders she gives a little jump and gasp as I switch on the remote control vibrating egg that I had placed inside her pussy earlier. She grabs my arm as I turn up the intensity. When the waitress nears with our drinks, I turn the egg off.

The girl takes out dinner order and as she leaves, it’s my turn to jump as the egg that she had put in my ass jumps to life. She reaches into the pocket of my loose fitting slacks and passing her hand through the hole cut in the material, grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. (more…)

As I sat alongside her in the First Class cabin of Air India’s AI-111 flight cruising over the Atlantic on its way to New York this lovely Sunday afternoon, my thoughts go back down the memory lane. The kaleidoscope of some of the prized possessions in my memory bank, the secrets no one has ever known, which only she and I are privileged to have shared, unfolded before my eyes even as her bare arm and shoulder rested on my body.

My thoughts went back to the time when I was a kid, when my family used to live in a nice little house in a small hill town in northern India. It was a lovely little house that we lived in. The house was on a slope and the three rooms we had were at different levels, with substantial vacant undulating land all around it. I remember vividly the day when a new family moved in two houses next to ours. The family differentiated itself from scores of others in the neighbourhood because it had a little girl, almost my age. I had few friends and the first sight of this girl made me want to become friends with her. (more…)

After taking a minute to get re-centered I returned to work. Several times Jen went into and out of the rooms at the end of the far hallway. I reloaded the computer to check on the status of the nightly orders. The paperwork was calling my name. I grabbed my pen and finished off several more chart audits. The images flashed back in my head of her eyes looking at me with her mouth wrapped around my cock. What had happened between Jen and I was shocking and distracting me from my job. It made me want more. I was getting hard from thinking of her on top of me. A small hand then came around my waist and pinched my side. (more…)