The radio was loud and the top was down when I first saw her.
The next morning, Walter awoke feeling more alive than he had in years. Walking to the office, he cheerfully greeted acquaintances and strangers alike with a smile and a heartfelt “Good Morning.” Pausing to drop some pocket change into the hat of the derelict on the corner, he unlocked his office door and stepped inside.
My wife Stacy and I have been married for 22 years, now that sounds like a while, it is, it’s all our adult lives, we don’t know anything else, well, too be honest we know quite a bit, we have spent many years playing with our fantasies!
I was a young guy in the Australian Army and was sent to Vietnam in the early 70’s. Life was pretty boring over there so we all looked forward to our R and R in Hanoi City where we could at least get our rocks off. Naturally all the hookers in the city were pretty suspect for disease so we had to take extreme precautions, which put more of a damper on our sex lives. So when the time came to go home I couldn’t wait to taste a nice clean Aussie girl with some meat on her bones.
As it is with apartments, our long time neighbour’s, the Patel’s, a Gujarati family, were almost a part of ours. So when Deepak Patel, who was leaving for his married sisters place in Surat, for some business work with his Jijaji, and requested me to accompany him, there was no way I could have turned him down. Deepakbhaiya, as I knew him, was eight years elder to me, and his sister Anju, at 30, was a good twelve years elder to me. Like Deepak, I had always been a kid brother to Anjudidi, who dotingly called me by my nick-name, Chotu, till we had last met ten years back. After her marriage she’d been to Mumbai every Divali, but with my vacations on then, I’d be away to my native place.
Its a beautiful day as I pull up to my fathers home. I had a great relationship with my father despite the fact my parents were divorced. He lives in a cozy little community in a quiet little neighborhood.
“Shall I help you wash up?” Lucy asked, bringing me the last of the dishes.