In search of a Playmate III

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Days passed, he gave a smile after comcoming back from office. I could judge his mind. He needed some personal time with me.


It was almost a fortnight since he wanted to know if anyone is in my mind. One never knows the ways in which a husband responds after knowing the intention of his wife. He must have given a thought, lot of thought to it.


Eating the fruits from the neighbor's garden is a good thing. The idea itself gives lot of energy even to frail bodies who fail to climb even few staircases. It must be either a full night or for a few days of lovemaking , rather than going down within an hour.


II kept mum, he kept on asking, is there someone in your mind. In return I kissed him, time and again with increased number of kisses 💋 😘 and with greater intensity.


A man looks for other woman after the age of thirty-five. He has fixed his target. Trying to unbundle and taste the forbidden fruits. May be he has lost interest in me. May be I am no more in his mind. I have become a machine in the last decade and half. He wants himself to be released. Life has become monotonous. People need variety. Is it ok for a man, but for a woman, it's muc hmore . She needs attention, atleast from his husband. As the time progessed, intensity has decreased, it must be rekindled...


I asked the same quequestion to myself. Do I have anyone in my mind? I know him from the college days. He never looked up any see girls, forget about looking in their eyes. Now he needs company of a different kind. May be getting mingled with the neighbors, the society.


We were tired almost after three hours of love making. He dozed off soon after. In the morning he went to office early. Is it a office romance? Naaah, said I. It can't be. I called him during the lunch. He seemed OK.


Someone knocked on the door and then the callbell rang. It must have been a friend... ❤️ 💙 💜 

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