Adultery Neighbour Affair

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Days went by and I hadn't seen Sirisha, or even bumped into her in the building. Work was busy as usual, and life was routine. I hadn't seen Saranya either as she was traveling and busy with some projects at work. This time alone gave me a chance to think and reflect on my life a little. Yes, my mind was still on Sirisha, and given the chance, I would still love to be with her. It was a fantasy. But I began thinking more about the longer term, and Saranya. I reflected on my feelings for her and began to finally acknowledge that I felt more for Saranya than ever before, it wasn't merely a physical thing anymore. I wanted more together, and though I wasn't sure about her feelings, it was about time we had a chat soon.

 

Another week or so went by and things were the same. Neither had I seen Saranya be able to talk nor had I seen Sirisha mend what I had messed up. But things changed one evening when I finally ran into Sirisha in the building. I had just entered the elevator early one evening when I heard a fVijayliar voice call out, "Please hold the elevator." Just then Sirisha came bursting in, panting, and holding several bags in her hands.

 

"Thank you. Oh, Hi. Sri." She said, her cheeks flushing a little as she finally realized it was me.

 

"Oh. Hi. Sirisha." I teased her.

 

"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that." She said nervously.

 

"It's OK, chill, I was joking. How are you?"

 

"Ya, I'm doing alright, and you?" She placed some of the bags on the floor.

 

"I'm doing well. I haven't seen you in a couple of weeks." I pressed our floor button.

 

"I've sort of been busy. A bit aloof as well, you know." She looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. "Just needed some time." She looked away.

 

"I can imagine," I said as the elevator slowed to a stop and the doors slid open. "Here, let me help you with these." I bent forward and lifted her bags as she exited and walked towards her door, fumbling for her house keys.

 

"Sirisha," I said softly, placing the bags on the floor in front of her door, as she turned to look at me. "I've been waiting for an opportunity to apologize. I don't know...."

 

"It's OK Sri." She stopped me mid-sentence.

 

"No, please, let me finish."

 

"You don't need to apologize." She continued. "The situation I have found myself in was created by me and I need to deal with it and fix it."

 

"Sirisha. I'm still sorry for.... Can we talk inside?" I stopped myself, in case any other neighbor were to step out and overhear us.

 

"Uhm, OK. Sure. Come in." She opened the door and we walked in. I placed all her bags at the entrance to her kitchen and walked to her living room, to the sofa, the very same one that had experienced the pleasures of that evening.

 

"Tea? Coffee? Drink?" She asked.

 

"No thanks." We sat down, facing each other a bit awkwardly. Sirisha still looked a little nervous as she placed her hands on her knees. But even though her nervousness, she looked simple and gorgeous. Her long hair was tied in a bun that rested low against her neck. Her dark brown eyes were accentuated with a little kajal and the ethnic silver jewelry added to her exotic charm. The form-fitting salwar did no good at hiding her delicious curves, and once again, I found myself thinking about being with her. I had to forcefully shake off any lewd thoughts and focus on the reason I was there for.

 

"So, as I was saying. I wanted to apologize for having watched you that night. I'm sorry for telling you it aroused me. That was rather cheap of me. I'm sorry for embarrassing you so much. Whatever happened that night, I should've respected your privacy and looked away." I told her, looking her straight in the eyes.

 

"It's alright Sri." She looked away but had a hint of a smile on her face. "There are two different things here. First, the fact is that I created an embarrassing situation for myself by becoming vulnerable to my lonely life and succumbing to my desires."

 

"It's understandable though. You hardly see your husband and it gets lonely and frustrating."

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"Still Sri. By you or anyone else not judging me, and by understanding my situation, does not make it right. I shouldn't have been so weak. I should have either had the strength to resist or had the courage to tell my husband that I can't do this anymore. And it was this weakness of mine that angered me the most. While it was all happening with Ravi, I never had these thoughts. My lust and desires were being fulfilled so I was blinded. But after I was caught, I suddenly became aware. It hit me like a truck. What the fuck was I doing?"
 
"All I can say is that I can't imagine your situation, but it can be frustrating. I don't know what I would do if I were in such a situation myself." But then I thought to myself. What about the second thing? What else did she want to tell me?
 
"Thanks for understanding Sri." She finally had more of a smile on her face.
 
"Of course. What are friends for?" I smiled. "So, what now?"
 
"I don't know yet Sri. I've got a lot of thinking to do. Let's see." Then there was silence for a few moments.
 
"You said there were two different things. One was that you were angry at yourself for whatever happened. What was the second thing?" I finally asked out of curiosity.
 
"Ah, that. Ok." Sirisha chuckled a little. "The second thing is, I suppose what you have been trying to apologize for." She looked at me with a grin and it was my turn to blush a little now, wondering where she was going with this. "I will be honest. At first, I was angry that you had watched me. And of course, embarrassed, and in my head, I was thinking, 'What the fuck? How could he watch? Why didn't he look away?' But the anger was more towards myself as I told you earlier." Sirisha explained, and my levels of tension began to reduce a little.
 
"It's funny though. The anger towards you dissipated quite quickly. For some reason, I don't feel so weird about it." Sirisha continued with a wicked grin while I sat there with a confused expression, trying to process what she was saying. But at the same time, there was a sense of relief.
 
"I certainly feel better at knowing you don't want to kill me." I sighed, a bit surprised at the turn of events, which probably showed on my face.
 
"When I had a chance to cool off, I actually realised that I was angry at and what I wasn't so angry at. When you told me, you were aroused...? you were aroused right?" She paused to confirm.
 
"Humm... well." I looked very embarrassed.
 
"It's fine, be candid."
 
"Ok. Fine. Yes. I was, just as I told you already."
 
"So, at first, I was like, what the fuck? That's disgusting. How could a friend like Sri say something like that, feel something like that?" She continued and I turned a shade redder.
 
"But to be honest, I felt a sense of arousal too. Weirdly, I felt nice knowing I could have that effect on someone from just watching me. Maybe it's my current situation, or what, I don't know. But I felt strangely excited." She now had a very lascivious grin and seemed to enjoy teasing me and seeing me shift in my seat.
 
"Would you watch me again?" she asked suddenly.
 
"What?!" I gulped and asked.
 
"You heard me." She crossed her arms just under her heaving bosom, accentuating their shape.
 
"Well. Ya. I guess I would." My gaze wandered lower to her breasts as I stammered, thinking to myself, might as well be candid and see where this strange conversation would lead to.
 
"Just curious, that's all." She laughed and stood up. "Oh shit, sorry Sri. I didn't realise the time, but I have to go get ready and head out." She walked past me, giving my shoulder a soft rub as I stood there with slightly shaky legs.
 
"Oh. Ya, sure. See you soon I guess."
 

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"Yes, you will." She winked and walked towards the main door. "Don't be a stranger now, OK?"

 

"I won't," I said as I walked towards her.

 

"By the way Sri." She said as she opened the door and turned to face me. "I love being watched." She laughed and closed the door behind her.

 

I stood staring at the door for a few moments, processing the turn of events, the change of tone, and the direction in which this was all moving now. I shook my head and walked back to my apartment; my head full of thoughts about Sirisha. My thoughts of Saranya have temporarily pushed aside.

 

I walked back to my living room with a raging excitement and a definite sense of lightness. The discomfort and stress were replaced by playfulness, teasing, and innuendos. I knew now she was excited that I had watched her, and anger was only an initial reaction. She had liked the idea of being caught and it seemed like this game was going to continue. How, and for how long, I had no idea.

 

That night, as I lay in bed, I wasn't thinking about Saranya and our future and if there would be one together or not. Which is what I should have been doing. But I was too excited, as a feral desire took over me, especially after Sirisha's last comment. Something naughty was cooking in her head and I was going to find out what it was.

 

A couple of days went by without any developments, till finally, one day, things changed and Sirisha's intentions started becoming clearer. It was a regular night, one where I came home around 8 and was enjoying some music and a drink on my balcony. Till that night, whenever I had looked over, the curtain had always been drawn, even if the lights were on. I began thinking I should probably give her a call, plan to catch up, do something after where we left off last time.

 

But that night, when I looked over to her apartment, I could see the curtains were open, but the lights were off. Thinking it was just another uneventful evening, I continued relaxing on the lounge chair, picking up my e-reader. After a few minutes, my attention was drawn there as I saw the light come on. I looked in that direction, thinking the curtain would be drawn at any moment, but it didn't. A little time passed by and I kept looking back and forth, till suddenly Sirisha appeared, dressed casually in-home lounge clothes, as she sank into the sofa. I couldn't yet tell if she was alone or if Ravi would make an appearance, so I kept looking in that direction. Sirisha then lifted a tablet and started reading or watching something, making me guess she was indeed alone. I just figured it was another casual night for her as it was for me, and I went back to reading my book. A thought did occur to me though, that since she was alone at home, perhaps I should call and ask her to join me for a drink.

 

Just then I looked up and I couldn't believe what I saw. I quickly repositioned myself, nearly loosing balance in the process, to try and get a better look. It was clear. Sirisha was still reading or watching something on her tablet, but this time, her free hand was caressing her clothed torso. Her hand slowly moved up and down, clearly in a way that was meant to pleasure oneself, as she spent some time squeezing her breasts before slowly caressing her lower abdomen. My mind began to race as I sat up, and there I was, once again peering into my neighbor's flat as she was clearly pleasuring herself. This time, I knew she enjoyed being watched, and that is exactly what I planned to do, as this was a show put on for my sole benefit.

 

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Sirisha continued to caress her body, her eyes focused on her tablet as she moved slowly. Then her hand began to slowly undo the buttons of her top, enough for me to make out she was braless. Slowly, she parted the fabric some more, exposing more and more of her mounds, and again from a distance I was admiring their size and shape. Her hand then slipped under the fabric and cupped her left breast, slowly caressing and moving it around in circles as she arched her back and partially closed her eyes.

 

By now, my cock was aching at full mast, throbbing in my pants. I instinctively rubbed my shaft with my palms, feeling a surge of pleasure through my body. I leaned forward a little, now not bothering if she would see me. She had parted her top more and it now lay spread to her side, completely exposing her gorgeous bosom, rising and down with her breathing.

 

She continued looking at her tablet as she softly squeezed her breasts, playing with her nipples one by one. Her hand left her chest and travelled slowly down till it disappeared into her pants, causing her body to suddenly arch up a moment later, quite obviously having contacted her folds, even perhaps her clitoris. Her hand remained there for some time, and I could make out slow movements that also caused her body to slowly writhe. Her eyes opened and closed but continued to look at her tablet. A few moments later, her hands began moving a little faster and her body began writhing in rhythm. She then placed the tablet on the sofa, and while still looking down at it, she quickly slid off her pants and top and sat back down completely nude. Her one hand disappeared between her legs as they came together, and the other hand went back to her breasts, caressing them and massaging them one by one.

I was going mad. My shaft ached and lay stuck between the fabric of my pants and thigh, oozing precum. The palm of my hand continued to rub it and caress it up and down, almost reaching to the point of no return. A film of sweat formed on my brow and my breathing became heavier as I thought to myself, 'She really does like to be watched.'

 

Her touch became more urgent, I could tell. The legs had parted, and I could clearly see her hand rapidly moving up and down, rubbing her mound. Her other hand began squeezing her nipples and massaging the breasts more firmly. I knew she was nearly there. Both her hands dropped between her legs, rubbing furiously as she threw her head back and opened her mouth, no doubt, moans of pleasure escaping those luscious succulent lips, repeatedly as she climaxed.

 

And then it was over. Her hands remained down there but were motionless. Her head remained tilted back against the sofa and her eyes were now closed. Her chest rose and down with her heavy breathing. And I continued to watch as I rubbed my manhood, still pulsating and begging for release. But I didn't want to expose myself on the balcony and nor did I want to rush inside and miss whatever was left of the show.

 

Just then, Sirisha stood up and walked over to the show window, completely naked, with her hair looking a little dishevelled. She lingered there for a moment and I could make out a very wicked grin spread across her face as she drew the curtains to indicate the end of an act at a play. I smiled and ran to my bedroom, shed my clothes and relieved myself with a massive climax that certainly eased some of the tension.

 

That night, I was again a bit restless. I couldn't believe the show Sirisha had put on for me. Just a few weeks back I had imagined her to be a conservative young lady, and now here she was, putting on a sultry show for my pleasure. I didn't know where else this was going to lead to, but I had to find out.

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