My dad bought a house. Today we came to see it to finalize Its interior. The house was in exterior zone and Our car broke down.
Hi, I am Varun, 22 year old. It's a winter evening, quite cold. I was wearing a thin jacket amd was shivering alot.
I entered into the house alongside with my dad, Rakesh, and my naive stepmom, Lekha. At 38, Lekha was a curvaceous beauty, full breasts, and a plump ass that strained against her leggings, her innocent eyes were wide seeing the villa.
my dad grumbled about the lack of heat.
"I'll go chop some wood for the fireplace. I have called the mechanic. He will be here anytime. We need to wait till he comes. So you two, stay here and stay warm", he said, grabbing an axe and heading out into the chilli night.
Inside, the house was empty, the wind howling through cracks in the walls. I eyed Lekha as she rubbed her arms, her nipples hardening visibly under her thin sweater.
I have started something I am not even sure anyone would read. Now here we are. Me—still writing. You—still here. I’m not backed by fame or algorithms, just pure passion… and you. So if you’re reading this, thank you. Your support doesn’t just help—it builds this journey. And every share, every comment, every cheer? It’s another “Keep going.” And I will. For you to read. Comment your darkest desires to read in the story.
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