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I got transfer to Bombay from Kerala and I had taken a flat at Thana. On vacation I brought my family to Bombay. My wife is a teacher at Kerala and we have two children. Our eldest one is the son and studying at 2nd standard and the other one is daughter studying at UKG class. My wife has a very thick black hair up to her waist. She is spending 1 hour daily to look after her hair. I am a strong hair fetish hence I told her to make it short because there are so many ladies with short hair at Bombay but she is not willing to do that. At that time she often complaints about her shoulder pain. I know one old barber at the nearest hair cutting salon. His name is Dinkar. He knows how to massage and is very good working with shoulder pain. He is about 35 years old and after each hair cutting he massages my head. I discussed this matter with my wife and she agreed to do the massage. I went to his shop and he agreed to come to my flat at 1 P.M. during the time of his lunch break. At the sa

My wife and I had just gotten married and headed off to Thailand for our honeymoon. For three weeks, we had the perfect combination of relaxation and adventure. Then, our final night in Bangkok before returning home, we decided to get a little adventurous. First, about us... we're both in our late twenties, average height and weight and both very athletic. My wife has long brown hair, beautiful blue eyes and an ass to die for . She's got perfectly proportionate A-cups with perky nipples and a personality to fit! We both have a great sex life and while we haven't done anything too crazy, we've openly discussed our curiosities and fantasies. For me, any kind of group sex/watching/being watched is a huge turn on and thinking of watching someone (male or female) pleasure my wife is an instant erection. To some degree, I think we were both afraid that getting married means we'd immediately turn into that boring married couple, and I know my wife doesn't have the

Hi friends, i am madan mohan , 28 years old happily married to my wife(sila) for the last few month i am suffering from huge anxiety, let me explain why, .She belong to affluent family and also convent educated .She even teaches in primary school . She think she is way clever than ordinary person and always ready to give free advice to any person from her knowledge bank, mainly internet. I narrate few incidents happen few months back, which make me wonder of her character. One day i return home around 9 pm find her sitting in sofa with a parcel in her hand .She seem quit happy as her sister send her shirt &pant pieces from london .She stated explain me the quality of the product and she made up plan to visit a restaurant for dinner and went to tailor . I told her dinner part is ok but only 4 days left for puja festival who will take her order. She seem bit confused, with in few minutes she ready in her red siphon sari. In the car, she called various friends regarding the tailor.

The next morning in Kolkata – Kiran was waiting at the visitor’s area of the private chambers of Dr. Roy. Dr. Roy was a famous counselor who deals with psychiatric problems. She had taken a prior appointment, and was fifteen minutes early for it. While she waited, she rehearsed in her mind what she wanted to say, and what she thought she should hide. Off late she had been staying really upset. The guilt of cheating on Gautam had been very hard to bear, and that made her very absent minded. It was later when her mother advised her to visit a counselor that she gave it a thought. Though her mother didn’t knew what was upsetting her, she had simply given her the advice to get sorted whatever the matter was. Initially Kiran had felt it a little absurd to talk to an outsider about her problem. But later she thought better of it, and decided to meet the counselor for whatever relief he could provide. “Mrs. Chatterjee?” a voice woke her up from her thoughts. And as she looked up, she saw

I looked at my watch. It had been 45 minutes since I first sat down in the waiting room. Slumped in my seat, I wondered if I was ever going to see the doctor. It was my first visit to a gynecologist, and at first I'd been very nervous over what to expect, but now I just wanted to get it over with. What was the hold up anyways? The office was small--it looked like there could only be one, maybe two rooms tops in the back--and no one else was here but the nurse behind the desk. It was almost 5:00 pm, surely they would be closing soon? "Allie Anderson?" I jumped a little as the nurse broke the silence. "Oh, that's me." She smiled at me warmly. She was very beautiful, with olive skin, grey eyes, and dark hair. She could have been a TV star. I smiled back at her and got up. "Just follow me to the back, I'll take you to the exam room." Her hair and her butt swished back and forth noticeably as I followed her. Perhaps I should ask her for her n

We are a twenty-nine year old couple that has been married for just five years. We met during our studies in the MBA program of a major university in the south and got married shortly after graduation. Sarah is a beautiful brunette 5'6" in height and weighing 122 pounds with perfect C cup breasts that sit high on her chest. Her hair is coal black and has a deep luster that accents perfectly her dark brown eyes and creamy complexion. Because she works out religiously, her body is extremely toned with hardly an ounce of fat. In addition to her looks, she is also very intelligent having graduated near the top of our class and now works in the finance department of a large multi-national corporation. How I landed her has always been a pleasant mystery to me. My name is Chris and I certainly don't equal her looks. I view myself as average with a build of 5"11" and 180 pounds. I work in sales for a nicely growing regional company and between our two incomes and ou