Adultery Cuckold - Adventures of a hot Indian wife Anitya by divya_baby (Completed)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Siddharth felt cheerful the next day. Their sex had been fantastic, and he couldn't stop thinking about Sumit's pass at his wife. Okay, it wasn't much of a pass, but what could you expect from an older guy who'd been married for 20 years? While on his business trip he'd thought about Anitya constantly, and he finally figured her out. She was a natural flirt and liked male attention (he'd known that since meeting her), she got hot and excited by their games, but she didn't have it in her to go all the way with another man. She was too religious and straight-laced to break her marriage vows. If that wasn't true she would've been fucked by now, given the games they'd played. The evening with Sumit confirmed all that. His wife was a cock tease but she wouldn't fuck around on him. At least, not unless he gave his permission. The power he had over his wife's pussy made him feel secure, and made him more enthusiastic about their games and the possibility of going the next step.

The next Sunday they went to the temple, but to Siddharth's disappointment they weren't able to sit next to Sumit as there were people already sitting besides him. Anitya wore a tight blouse and slim pants that made her ass and legs look fantastic. After the pooja Siddharth and Anitya got caught in the crowd, and Sumit and his kids were gone by the time they could find him. The swami hurried past, looking around. "Have you seen Sumit?" he asked holding up a diaper bag. "I think this is his."

"Oh, it is," Anitya said recognizing the bag immediately. She took it from the swami. "We'll bring it to him."

They drove a couple of kms towards Sumit house when Siddharth pulled over. "Why don't you go over to Sumit's place on your own?" he said a lecherous grin on his face.

At first Anitya didn't understand but then it hit her. "Siddharth, you're insatiable," she said a playful smile coming to her pretty face.

This was something Siddharth loved about Anitya. She was carefree and always up for an adventure. "I'll take a taxi home and meet you there later," he said. "But take your time, as much time as you want, even dinner. You can tell Sumit I had to go to the office."

Anitya shook her head like she couldn't believe his one track mind, but still she wore a smile. "You're crazy, you know that?"

Siddharth leaned towards her and whispered hotly into her ear. "Take off your bra first," he said as he began unbuttoning her blouse.

Alarmed, Anitya's eyes darted around. "Siddharth, stop, people will see!"

He grinned lecherously. "So hurry up and take it off."