"You like it?", he asked me. I was writhing in anticipation. I was blindfolded and bondaged. This was so erotic. I hadn't imagined this would happen when he caught my copy of fifty shades. Doesn't every woman in this world have this guilty pleasure of reading that novel. Even though none of us will admit it."You are a naughty girl", he said sliding his hands under my panties. I also happen to wear his favorite powder blue bra. I had also ordered a few more of the same colour.I was dripping and felt his finger enter me. I moaned loudly. I pulled on the ties but he had it tight. How does he get the knots so thorough. I suspect he is also a grey somewhere inside."Let me get you out of this", he said pulling the panties away. I drew a sharp breath. His fingers were still inside me. He pulled at my blindfold. I blinked at him continuously. He took his finger out taking his sweet time. He pushed it to his mouth. I watched him in awe. He was so damn naughty."You want to taste yourself?",

I opened my eyes to the morning light. Was I late? Damn it. I thought I would wake up early today. On the other hand I have woken up really really late. I scrambled from the bed. I looked up to the clock and saw that it was almost eight. I brushed my teeth and decided to forgo my shower because there is no time. I put on my work clothes and tried to tame my hair. I bit my lips when it was unsuccessful. I should get a hair cut. Then it would be easy for me to manage it. I don't know how would I look without my long hair? I can ask Charlie. She was pretty busy now. She had joined a restaurant as a waitress. I think she was affected by her mother's death too. She would hardly share it with me. That would explain her inability to hold on to a job. My own mother passed away when she was really young. Something will leave a scar on you. Time won't heal you. You can get help though. I should ask Charlie to see a therapist it may also help her to solidify her relationship with Janine.Fathi

This is the first morning I have woken up without a smile in a while. I'm missing Dane big time. I wonder whether he thinks about me at all. I check the phone desparately but couldn't even find a good morning message from him. Should I fire him a text saying good morning? But that sounds too desparate. I also don't want to sound like a clingy wife. So I put my phone down before I change my mind. I took a huge breath and was ready for taking the day head on. I quickly take a quick shower trying to memorize our last shower together. I was afraid that I would come then and there so I shut the water and came out with a gasp. Is this even normal? I was a sex crazed demon now. What a change from a demurred Virgin to a bitch in heat. I cringed at my own thoughts.I put on a lavender dress because I knew I have to up my style game. Charlie told me that it would look good on me. Earlier my sister mocked my fashion sense. Maybe I was a an illiterate in fashion. The main reason for that is my clo

Hospital is one of the most boring places to be in. I always hated them. I got appointment with another doctor this time. I hope I could go home early today. I was very much tired today. I knew everyone would be wondering why I was tired today. All I did was click some pictures today. But the process of getting the right picture is a little bit lengthy process. I would have thought the same but going through it was very enlightening to me. The bored receptionist asked for me to wait for some time. I wish the doctors were not very busy. But they are out there saving lives so I shouldn't complain."You can go in Dr Sharma will be waiting for you", said she with a yawn. I tried to hide my irritation with a smile at her. But she didn't look at me. When I went in I saw a guy who was slightly bald. God this was embarrassing enough with a woman but now I have to bare it all in front of a guy. I tried not to show my uneasiness on my face. But he surprised me with a warm smile without being

Does my husband ever listen to any reason? I had in length explained that I would never ever want a birthday party. Last thing I wanted to do was celebrate the day my mom died. But he apparently didn't give two shits about my feelings which is not a surprise considering how much he hates emotions and conversation. He had decided to celebrate my birthday mainly because I had never celebrated mine. No amount of my protests is going to derail him from his path."You know I'm not going to host it. I maybe forced to show up because it is happening in our house but that is it", I said giving him ultimatum."No offense but I was thinking of making Fathima in charge of birthday party", he said with a chuckle.Yes. My husband always make practical decision though it is common in rich circle for wives to organise parties here Fathima beat me to it. It only makes me more relieved because last thing I want to do is worrying about hosting birthday which I'm not at all interested in. I'm sure it is