Story 317 Sarvesh - On to Singapore.

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Hi everyone, Sarvesh here.
        What a trip! And it all worked out so well, considering how many people were involved. I had arranged a lot of it with Susan from our Head Office. She did much of the work, made the phone calls, looked up online, and talked with those from our company in Australia and New Zealand. It was a lot of work.
        I also had attended the school for much of the last week, working with Riya and the teachers to ensure the children continued their lessons. We ended up having a little travelling school, which the children enjoyed.
        Now it was all over, and we were heading home, back to India.

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        On the way home, in Perth, we had been the guests of Fred and Ginger at their beautiful house overlooking the ocean. What a spectacular location. The sunset that first night, I’ve never seen anything like it.
        That evening, we had a barbecue outside, followed by some sex with Ginger bent over the table. It seems that it is a favourite position for Fred, and Ginger was well used to doing it like that.
        I loved how she was bent over, presenting her ass to me. I reached down between her cheeks to discover that she was wetting and willing for me. I pressed between the cheeks and pushed against the softness of her pussy lips. I could see how they opened around my cock and allowed me to enter her.
        I could watch my cock pull back, slipping out until almost all of it was exposed, pushing forward to see it going almost all the way in. That was so hot to watch. An inspiration, you might say.
        It felt good too, and I’m sorry to say I cum a lot quicker than I intended. I think I gave her a pretty big load too, as I could see it leaking from her pussy lips.
        Fred went next, in the same position, but this time the woman was Amita. Yes, my naughty wife. She was bent over the table waiting for him to take the same way I had with Ginger, while we sat around watching as Fred pumped her from behind with his cock. She loved it, cumming a couple of times before he finally delivered.
        See, I told you she was naughty!

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Hello from Reshma.

            Sarvesh is an important character in the Letters Books, but we don't see him writing much. My first goal was to set out and change that. Anne had told me they needed another few stories set around the period when everyone was returning to their homes after the big trip to Australia and New Zealand. I agreed to take on one of those stories.
            My story centres around Sarvesh and Jeevan stopping in Singapore for a few days, while the rest of the group continues on to India. Of course, the reason they would stop would be for business. Other, earlier stories, had mentioned they had business interests in this city-state. Now, as you all know, the story needs to be naughty, sexy, because it is the Naughty Letters Stories. So, we needed at least two females to stay with them because Sarvesh and Jeevan would never get into the guy-guy scene. That is when the idea came up that their wives decided to swap husbands. Not just one sex session, but for the entire time they were in Singapore.
            You get the idea: take two men, throw a couple of ladies in with them, and see what happens. That, ladies and gentlemen, is the central theme of this story.

            I set the scene at the same hotel they had used on their way to Australia and New Zealand. That is a nice hotel, but its attraction to us writers is that roof-top pool. Public pool, the chance to wear tiny bikinis, perhaps a bit of sexhibitionism. (Spell check threw a fit with that word.) Then an excited, turned-on female, returning to their hotel room, ready to fuck the brains out of their, poor or lucky partner. Get the idea?
            I wanted to explore the sexual style of Jeevan. He is very relaxed in the bedroom, taking things slowly and gently with a woman. This has been mentioned before. Once, it drove Shanti wild and gave her a new appreciation of this man when he gave her mind-blowing orgasms. (Her words, not mine.) In this story, I have Sarvesh wondering if he needs to explore and experiment with the sex style of his friend.
            I also took the opportunity of giving Sarvesh another character who doesn't seem to take a leading role so much these days. So Mandara becomes Sarvesh's leading lady, or as some might say, Sarvesh's leading fuck buddy.
            Finally, with the help of our character expert, Shandra, I went back to mention the long history between these two couples featured in this story, going right back to when Sarvesh was the boy who swept the floor in a small-town bank. (I'm sure Shanti would be delighted with that.) Jeevan, a small market trader, was just establishing his first business and employed Amita to work in his little rice shop. A long way from the millionaires they both are today.
            Right back in the early days of these stories, the original writers realised they needed a lot of money to pay for all the trips between countries and give the Indians a safe, private house where they could play their naughty games. So that huge trading company was created, covering all the countries where our characters might wish to travel and providing the funding for all these big group trips. You might have noticed in some recent stories where some of the men carried credit cards provided by Sarvesh that pulled funds directly from the company when required.

            Now we come to the last problem with this story, Meng Yao. You know, them telling this Chinese lady about their sexual activities is a big No-No! Goes against the rules that their sexual groups are based on. Could cause future business problems for Sarvesh as well. But Anne has the idea of having a couple who live in Singapore and can host holiday couples for sexual fun. My story sets things up for Meng Yao and her husband to become that ouple.
            Whether this will happen or not is still being discussed among the writers, but now we have a possible couple, should we need one. Another story theme to be picked up or forgotten, as we see fit.
            Well, that is enough from us. Go on, enjoy the story.

            Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
                  Be safe - Be strong.
                        Reshma, Rajah and Shandra.

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        On the way home to India, Jeevan and Mandara were staying with Sarvesh and Amita in Singapore as they had business there. Riya was sure there was more than this. She challenged them about what their real motives were while staying in Singapore.
        “Did Mum and Amita need to be with you two men? Of course not, you are obviously up to something sneaky, Sarvesh,” Riya had said.
        Sarvesh had hugged her, saying, “Riya! Dear Riya! You are making so much out of nothing.”
        “So, are you saying you two men won’t touch those women the whole time you’re in Singapore?” she asked.
        Sarvesh held up his hands. “Ahhh, Riya. You know I can’t promise that. If those women become upset about being in a strange city, we will need to comfort them.”
        “Ahh! Read comfort as fucking like rabbits!” she said as she held up her fingers to make air quotation marks.
        By now, Mandara was openly laughing, and soon Jeevan and Amita joined in. Many of us listening were amused, too, but Sarvesh wasn’t ready to concede yet.
        “Dear Riya, why are you so untrusting? Why don’t you believe that we might be doing business?”
        “Oh, I believe the business part, but it's the funny business going on that I’m concerned about.”
        He smiled. “Please don’t be concerning yourself about any of our business.”
        “Oh, but I must. Who else is going to look out for my dear Mummy?”
        “Dear Mummy! I’m surprised you don’t choke on that! The way you used to treat her before this trip!”
        Riya chose to ignore that comment as she continued, “Somebody has to protect poor Mummy. Dad doesn’t seem interested in protecting her from your wicked intentions, Sarvesh.”
        “I don’t hear your mother complaining?”
        “Well, that is even worse. She’s been brainwashed into thinking wild ogres are normal behaviour,” Riya said.
        “Mandara is happy being with me,” he said.
        Riya gave a big smile. Now she was ready to spring her trap.
        “Ahhh! So, I was right! Something is going on, isn’t it? I knew it was!”
        She smiled back at him, knowing she had got him.
        Sarvesh didn’t reply. He smiled, knowing she had won that one.

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Hello from Asami.
            When Anne gave me this story, I began the planning stage, where I worked out a timeline of where I wanted the story to go. What you read here followed that plan fairly closely, except there were a lot of details and sub-scenes (rabbit holes) added in.
            Anne's direction notes said, "Get them all back to their homes in India but leave Sarvesh and Jeevan with their wives in Singapore." She didn't even tell me who was telling the story. It was wide open for me to write it however I wanted.
            I had written Kalki's story of how they left India, so I felt it might be good to get her to tell the story of the trip back. Kalki is an undisciplined person who goes off into little side stories before dragging herself back to the main story. She had a child with another one in the way, so it would be natural that the children would play a part in this trip too.
            So, I started writing. At first, it went well, but then I hit a brick wall. Anne suggested I get Rochelle to help me. One morning, during a milking shift (cow milking, a dairy farm), I told her about my problems. That night, her family came to my house for dinner. After dinner, while the kids watched a movie, we sat at the table with our husbands and worked out my writing problems. So Rochelle agreed to help with the writing. Both our husbands had some input too, as they usually do when we are writing.
            So go read our finished story. Have fun!

Hello from Rochelle.
            I was asked to help with this story. Asami was struggling with filling in the details of the sex scenes. We sat down together to work them out. We find sex scenes hard not to repeat something we've already written. You'll see it here, where it ended up using Cowgirl style a bit much.
            Now there is a lot of sex in this story. Three main sex scenes, but other sex parts, like the orgy night and picking flowers. Asami and I went to visit Shandra and Anne, as they had details of which stories we needed for our research. Some were still unpublished notes, too. Once all that research had been done, I was able to help Asami finish the story.
            The writing went fast, and here we are, finished.

            Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
                  Be safe - Be strong.
                        Asami and Rochelle.

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