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Angel Riathis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2587 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: Murugan
Added: Nov 18 2004Views / Reads: 1314 / 1095 [83%]Part vote: 8.50 (2 votes)
It features the pleasant experiences I had on one of my visits to Bangalore in India. A chance meeting with a beauty ends in beautiful sex in her house with the promise of many many more passion filled moments
 


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Angel Ria

Travelling in India always is an exciting proposition. The diversity of the languages spoken, the different cultures as you cross over from one State to another and the different colours and dresses which are worn by the ladies all converge into a heady mix. The apparent lack of cleanliness of the average Indian will definitely offend any first time visitor from abroad. However all this does not take away the sheer sexiness of many Indian ladies especially when in their traditional Saree and blouse which can be worn to reveal or expose anything they want to - and that too very subtly.

I was on my regular work that takes me to almost the whole country once in two months. Having gone through a painful divorce my feelings to the opposite sex were not particularly good. But six years is a long time for anyone to keep away from sex. That was my situation and I did precious nothing to change this state of things. In India it is always the elders who bring up the subject of marriage. Normally no man comes home and says I would like to get married tomorrow. Of course there are exceptions to this. All this and my business pressures were weighing heavily on my mind as I reached Bangalore that night. The flight from Bombay was as usual crowded. Business Class was rather free and I was given my usual aisle seat. The Air Hostess Shilpi was friendly, as I had flown with her on a few occasions. Since I do not drink liquor and prefer to read while flying I guess she found me different from the ...

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