Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

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I went to the bar a couple more times that week and played pool with Rohit and talked for awhile. On Monday of the following week I started things rolling. Rohit and I were playing our second game of pool when I said, "Oh, I almost forgot. Do you know a girl named Manisha Mittal?"

"She's one of the supervisors at our office. Why?"

"Is she good looking?"

"Yeah, I'd say she is definitely attractive."

"Have you ever thought about asking her out?"

Rohit shook his head and said, "No. I don't really know her I just see her around the office and she's married"

"So?"

"Well it's just kind of risky to hit on a woman when she is married. It could be a costly mistake. Anyway, why all the questions about Mrs. Mittal?"

I said, "Well I was out the other night with my girlfriend when we ran into some friends of hers. I didn't know them but two of them work at your office. I asked them if they knew you and they said they knew of you but didn't know you personally. Then one of them said that it was funny that I mentioned you because there had been a discussion about you at work that day. It seems that this Manisha Mittal told a friend that she fancied you and she wouldn't mind going on a date with you."

"Wow. She really said that?"

"Well, I can't say for sure, but that's what this girl told us the other night. I don't know why she would make it up. If you want I will ask my girlfriend to try and get some more information from her friends."

"I never really thought of her this way, even though she looks damn good. But if she was willing I would jump her in a minute."

I asked him if he was married and he said, "Not married but I live with my girlfriend. But I sneak out on her occasionally and I certainly would if I got a chance to stick my meat into Manisha Mittal."

It was getting very difficult for me to act friendly when all I wanted was to knock his teeth out. When we finished shooting pool I said I had to leave then I said, "I will see what my girlfriend can find out for you."


After that I thought about dropping the whole thing. The idea of that asshole hitting on my wife made me a little sick. But in the end I decided to continue with my plan.
The next time I saw Rohit I told him that my girlfriend had confirmed what her friend told her. That in fact Manisha Mittal had told a friend or friends that she did have a soft corner for him.
Rohit thought for a minute and then said, "I think I might consider pleasing the lady after all."

That night when I got home Manisha was in bed asleep. As I watched her sleep it struck me that maybe I had gone to far. I decided then that I wouldn't go back to The Coffee Room again. If I stopped encouraging Rohit he might just drop the whole thing.

For the next two weeks I came home after work every night. Every night as I sat and watched television with Manisha I wondered if Rohit had tried to talk to her. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to know if he did, but I couldn't exactly ask Manisha about it. Finally I figured the only way I could find out what was happening was to go back to the Coffee Room and ask Rohit.

The following night I went back to the Coffee Room. When I got there Rohit wasn't there and I began to worry that maybe he actually got Manisha to agree to go have a drink with him. Then I thought better of that. Manisha would never go out with him. So I waited. About ten minutes later Rohit came in.

He came over to me and slapped me on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I haven't seen you in a couple of weeks. Where you been?"

"Been getting some overtime. What have you been up to?"

"Remember when we talked about what I should do about that girl at work that has the hots for me?"

"Yeah, have you had any luck with that?"

To my surprise he said, "Actually it's going pretty good. At first she acted like it was out of the question and I must have been crazy to even suggest that we have drinks. But then after I talked to her a few more times I got the feeling that she might change her mind. Then I asked her again today and she said that she would stop for a drink tomorrow night. She said she would stay for only one drink but I am halfway home."


All I could think was 'Oh God now what do I do?' Well, I didn't do anything. I just sat there and listened as this asshole was telling me what a fine body my wife has. I wanted to hit him but because I couldn't do that, I didn't do anything.

I didn't sleep well that night. I wondered if Manisha would actually go out for a drink with him and would it lead to anything else. I was sick with worry all the next day. Manisha didn't say anything I couldn’t question her. She never said that she was going to be late or that she had someplace to go after work. If she had I could have asked her where and why and she would have been forced to lie. I know she wouldn't want to lie to me. Manisha hadn't really even spoken to me that morning. I guessed she was mad at me for coming home late and drunk the night before.

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Anyway, she left for work without giving me a clue about that evening. I was tempted to follow her after work but I decided that wouldn't be prudent. If she spotted me there would be a lot of explaining to do. I figured all I had to do was meet Rohit the following night at the Coffee Room and he would tell all.



That night Manisha was about an hour later than usual coming home from work. When I asked her why she just said that she had some things she had to do. I sensed that she was a little upset with me. I thought it was probably still about last night.

The suspense of not knowing what happened drove me crazy until the next night when I caught up with Rohit at the Coffee Room.

I asked Rohit if he had his drink with Manisha the night before and he said he had but that it didn't go well. He said, "She met me at the bar and as soon as she had her drink she said that she wasn't sure why she agreed to met me for a drink but she was sure that she should not have and that it can't happen again. I tried to get conversation going but she didn't seem in the mood to talk. Finally after she finished her drink she said that she was sorry if she had in some way made me think that we could have a relationship. Then she said that I should not bother her again and she left."

The disappointed look on his face was making me very happy. I said, "That's a shame," but I was thinking you really didn't think you could score with a classy lady like Manisha did you? Then I said, "So you're going to give up then?"

Rohit said, "I guess I'll have to. Otherwise I could end up being accused of harassment and it could cost me my job."

"I guess you're right."

I had a couple more beers with Rohit to console him (actually to celebrate his loss). Then I went home to my wife.


During the next week I started putting all of this behind me. It was good to have things settled because I was real busy at work. I had to work late every night that week. It was bothering Manisha that I wasn't home at night and I kept promising I would be home on time the next night but then something would come up and I'd be late again.

When things settled down again I decided to stop at the Coffee Room for a quick game of pool and see what Rohit was up too.
When I saw Rohit I asked how things were at work now that his advances on Manisha didn't work out. Then Rohit said, "You won't believe this but I asked her out again and she agreed."

I was stunned. I had no idea she had gone out with him again. I tried not to let on how disturbed I was. "When did this happen?"

"Last Thursday. We met after work and had a snack and Manisha said that this can't go any farther than this. She said that we could be friends but nothing more. I didn't say anything so I guess she thought she made her point. Afterward I walked her to her car. She opened the car door and turned to say something to me and I just pulled her to me and kissed her."

I felt like Rohit had just kicked me in the stomach.

"When I broke off the kiss Manisha told me, I shouldn't have done that so I kissed her again. She told me to stop that. I said that I needed her then I grabbed her hand. Manisha pulled her hand away, but not immediately. I think she liked the kiss but didn't want to admit it to herself. Then when I kissed her again she responded a little but then pulled away from me and got into her car.

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FINAL SHOWDOWN (3RD PART)


"I asked her when we could get together again and she said she didn't think that was a good idea. I told her I was attracted to her and I thought that she found me attractive too. I could tell then from the look on her face that she didn't know what to do so I told her to think about it. She closed the car door and started the engine then she left."

I quickly excused myself and went into the men's room and splashed cold water in my face. When I went back into the bar, I told Rohit I needed to leave but I would see him the next night. My thinking at the time was that I should show up at the bar the following night and beat the crap out of Rohit.

When I got home from the bar I found Manisha in the kitchen. I pictured Rohit kissing her in the parking lot and was repulsed by the image. I didn't speak as I went straight to bed. Manisha didn't say anything but she looked a little hurt. We didn't speak at all that night.

When I was sure that Manisha had fallen asleep I got up and went and sat in the living room and tried to figure out what I should do, but I couldn't.

After that I had a difficult time even talking to Manisha. I felt that she had let me down and was getting ready for the major betrayal. It was hard for me to pretend nothing was wrong but I managed. I started coming home after work so I could see what Manisha was up to but she didn't give anything away so eventually I had to go back to the Coffee Room.

I hadn't scene Rohit in a week and when I asked him what was going on with his quest to get Manisha into bed, Rohit said, "Nothing's happening. I called her but she hasn't returned my call."
I asked him if he met her at work or called her at home and he said that she was avoiding him at work. He said, "I don't want to call her at home then have her husband answer the phone."


After that I stopped at the Coffee Room every couple of nights to see if Rohit had talked to Manisha. The answer was always the same. Manisha wouldn't return his call. I was starting to feel better and I was beginning to think that Manisha must have come to her senses. Then on Monday I stopped in the bar and asked Rohit what he was up to and he said, "I just got off the phone with Manisha."

I said, "You what?"

He said, "I just got off the phone with Manisha. I called her at home and she said her husband wasn't home so we talked for twenty minutes. I asked her if she was ready to go out with me and she said that she was. Now I don't know where to take her. I can't take her to my place. I am thinking of getting a room."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. For a moment I thought that Rohit must have figured out who I really was and he was just having fun with me, but I knew that wasn't true.

"And when are you meeting with her?" I asked.
"Wednesday, after work," came the reply.

She had even agreed on a day too. I never really believed that she would agree to go with him. And even though I was quite shocked by what Rohit had just told me I still believed that Manisha wouldn't actually go any further with him.

When I went home that night I was in a fog. This man had just made a date with my wife, and had made up her mind to have sex with her, and here I was facilitating the whole thing. I think I remained in that condition right up till Wednesday.

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Wednesday morning I was sitting at breakfast feeling kind of numb when it occurred to me that unless I took some kind of action in the next few hours my wife was going to have sex with Rohit Sinha. As I watched Manisha get ready for work I thought about how beautiful she was and how much I wanted all this to go away so that things could be the way they used to be. Manisha hadn't said anything about the evening ahead so I thought I would test the waters. I said, "Why don't we go out for dinner tonight? We haven't eaten out in quite a while."

Manisha said, "I can't tonight, I have plans."

I said, "Oh! You have plans? What are you doing tonight?"

I thought I saw an uncomfortable look on her face as she thought about her answer. "I have something I have to take care of tonight."

It really hurt to have her lie to me. But it wasn't like she could tell me the true about her plans, so I pressed her on it. "What can you have to do that is more important than us spending time together?"

The coldness in her stare seemed to melt for a moment. I think she actually considered canceling her date to have dinner with me but then she said, "I have got to do this tonight."

When Manisha left for work I was sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, wondering to myself, 'What do I do now.' In a few hours my relationship with my wife may be irreparably damaged and I didn't know how to stop it from happening. At the time I believed that it was already too late. If Manisha didn't love me anymore then it didn't matter if she had sex with Rohit or not and if she did love me she simply wouldn't have sex with him.

All day at work I thought about what was going to happen …

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"Rajiv, what's wrong, you look like hell?" Ritesh exclaimed seeing my haggard appearance.

"Ritesh, please. Do me a big favor and don't ask any questions", I replied as I passed the contract agreement over the desk.

He looked at it and looked up at me. "What the fuck is going on? Don't tell me not to ask questions - I don't deserve a statement like that. We're supposed to be friends, or am I wrong about that?"

I quickly debated whether to tell him or not. "You're right, Ritesh. We are friends, but please, I just can't talk about it. I have to leave ….we’ll talk about it later," and I did just that.

"Wait, Rajiv. Okay, I won't ask you anything. Call me later in the evening, okay? You can do that, can't you?"

I hesitated and then nodded. "Thanks." I mumbled as I left the office.

It was four thirty and Manisha was going to leave office at five. There was only 30 minutes left to stop something I did not want to happen. Suddenly everything became clear. I needed to talk with her and save my marriage. I picked up the phone and called her office. I felt stupid and relieved at the same time. Why had I hesitated so long before doing just that. Luckily I still had time. Thirty minutes more to tell her I have been a fool but I loved her and did not want her to go with that Rohit Sinha.

“Excuse me, may I speak to Mrs Manisha Mittal please,” I said.
“I’m sorry, Sir, Mrs Mittal is not here at the office,“ came the answer.
“She ..she is not at the office …”I repeated, my voice trembling. A thousand things went through my mind at that very moment. “but I am her husband …can you tell me where she went?” I managed to say.
“No, Sir, she left early today … at three o’clock”.
My heart was racing very fast. I needed to get out of here. The only place I thought of was home. Maybe Manisha has left for home, maybe she was just feeling unwell. I hoped against hope that this was really the case… but I knew it would not be.

My last hope was gone within thirty minutes, the house was exactly as I left it earlier in the morning. Manisha did not come home after work. She went straight to wherever she had to go, with whoever she intended to be with and …was at this very moment probably doing whatever it was that she was up to …

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I could not conceive that she would do that. I fought the images that flashed through my mind …and decided to go for a drive just to avoid staying here and torture myself. The only place that came to my mind was the Coffee Shop and I took the car and went straight there. Rohit would not be there but I needed to be somewhere else at this moment.

So I walked to my car, get inside and started my engine and was in front of the Coffee Shop before I knew it. I got out of my car like a robot, and went over and took a quick look inside before entering …and stopped dead.


I could not say which feeling came first when I saw Rohit sitting at the bar: a feeling of surprise, of relief or of joy. Anyway I almost ran into his arms and shot several questions at him at one stroke.
“Hey …what are you doing here? What happened? Shouldn’t you be somewhere else right now?”
He was surprised by such a show of enthusiasm and seemed taken aback and just stood there staring at me. But I did not want him to wait, I wanted him to tell me the words, to confirm to me that he was not, at this very moment, somewhere else doing …well, in the company of my wife.
“So, tell me what happened to your ...date?” Just then an awry thought came to my mind and I added “it was meant to be today only, right? Your date with the lovely Mrs Mittal?”
“Yeah it was to be today only,” he finally said. “But something terrible happened.” He said after what appeared to be a very very long pause.

“What?!!!” I almost shouted. What terrible thing could have happened?
“Well …actually I am suspended from work,” he said.
“Suspended from work?!!” I repeated. ”How come? And since when?” This was the last thing I expected to come from his mouth.
“Since yesterday morning …I mean the day after I talked to you. You see, since last month I was doing …hmm …some side business …if you see what I mean…”
I did not see what he meant, at least I did not care the least. Still I asked him ”ok … and what happened then.”
“Well, yesterday when I went to office, the boss called me in his office and told me they knew all about it and I was suspended till a board decision is taken.”
“Oh, that’s so sad,” I said, somehow feeling pity for him. Still I wanted to hear from his mouth that nothing happened between my wife and him. “So, I take it that your date with Mrs Mittal is …cancelled.”
“You are crazy man …everybody at the office is talking about me right now …do you think this woman or any woman for that matter, would want to be seen with me?”
“I guess not.”
“As a matter of fact, I met her in the corridor and she just ignored me. I seem to have lost interest in her eyes. I really regret not humping that bitch …I should really have got her to ride my cock, I guess it’s to late now.”

I knew better not to pay attention to his words. Now I could see how foolish I had been, to link my wife with such an insignificant guy, who could not even behave himself to save his job. Really I was too glad Manisha had not gone ahead. She obviously saw through him from the beginning and would not have been the least interested in him had I not come up with these stupid tests. Now, anyway she was giving her the cold shoulder and that was setting the records straight, once and for all.

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Five minutes later, I was left the Coffee Shop in much better mood than when I came and reached home a little before seven. Manisha was sitting in the living room, waiting for me.
“Rajiv, we need to talk,” she said straight away.
“Where were you, I’d been looking for you since early afternoon …and don’t tell me you were at the office, because I phoned there and they said you left early.”
I realized I was shouting at her and it was not how I wanted it to be. But it was beyond me, I just could not control my emotions anymore.

I looked at Manisha and was surprised that she seemed so cool, so calm, so rational. Was she really going to let me in on what was eating at her?

"It's over, Manisha. I no longer wish to live like this. Either you tell me what's gnawing at you, or I'll leave without any further discussion. It's up to you."

I saw a grimace on her face. She stared at me and said:
"My mother had a surgical operation today. She is probably not going to live much longer …, " she said softly.

“What?!!!” I shouted for the second time in the same afternoon. “Since whe do you know that? And why didn’t you tell me about it before?”
“I learned about it yesterday …and tried to tell you but you seemed lost in your thoughts," she continued, without one changing her tone of voice even once.

I sat there, my mouth agape, totally shocked. There were so many things going on in my mind, so many things to be told or not. I knew I needed to sort out things for myself first. After a long silence, I took her hand in mine and said, “I am here now …everything will be just fine.”

My mother-in-law died the following week. Progressively Manisha was able to overcome the lost and things started to get better between us

I knew that my wife Manisha and myself needed to get away by ourselves for a while. It had been some time since we had taken a vacation, and we really needed time alone to rekindle the flame in our marriage.

We chose to stay to spend the weekend at a vacation resort called Wild Orchids. The first day, everything went as planned. We spent the whole day swimming and site-seeing. In the evening we had dinner together in the restaurant that seemed to set the mood that I wanted.

When our food arrived, we sat there and ate slowly, making small talk between bites and sips.

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THE FINAL SHOWDOWN (LAST PART)


We had been out together after a long time and I felt a sense of relief at how well things were going.

Moments later, just as we were getting ready to leave the restaurant, I got a sms on my mobile. I checked it out and saw it was a message from Ritesh telling me he had just seen my car in the parking of Wild Orchids and wanted to meet me urgently. I was not sure why but I did not want to meet him in the company of Manisha. So I picked up the phone and said “Can’t this wait till tomorrow at the office?” “No dear, once I tell you the news, you’ll thank me you took the time to come over here.” While I was talking, Manisha had moved towards the door, waiting for me to join her. Even as I looked at her, a thought crossed my mind. Ritesh had never seen my wife, and I suddenly wanted to know how he would react upon seeing her, lovely as she looked tonight. So I told Ritesh, “Ok mate, Come up and join you in the lobby where we can discuss the matter. Wait for me there.” Turning towards Manisha, I told her, “This has been a marvelous evening. How would you like us to go to the lobbby and have a drink before we go back to our room?” Though this seemed to take her by surprise, she agreed straight away. Five minutes later we were entering the lobby. “Manisha, please proceed to select a table for yourself. I need to go to the bathroom and will meet you in a moment. “ Once she was gone, I phoned Ritesh and told him “Hey, are you already in the lobby? I am at the reception, can you join me here instead?” Like I expected without 60 seconds, the door opened on Ritesh who seemed really happy to meet me. “What makes you so happy,” I asked, hoping that would bring the subject matter straight away to my wife.
“Actually I came here to tell you about the project you’ve been working on for the last year.”
“Yeah …by the way did you see the woman who just went into the lobby?” I said, immediately feeling bad I had committed myself by directly asking about her.
“Oh that one, she was hot. For one moment I thought of letting you wait here while I keep her company.” “Yeah, I knew someone like you would not help noticing a woman like her, right?”
He started on how hot Manisha was and he would be able to get in her pants if he had some time alone with her. I laughed. "By the way, you are staying here at the hotel?" I said.
"No. I live in town, I just like to come out here to look for entertainment," Ritesh said as he moved over to sit next to me. I looked around the room and then back at Ritesh. "Are these women what you mean by entertainment?” I asked.
"Yeah, they come out here looking for a good time and I make myself available," Ritesh said.
"So, what do you do when you get one of these women interested? Do you take them home with you?" I asked.
"No. The hotel manager is a good friend of mine. He usually lets me have an empty room that would otherwise be vacant. It's a win-win situation for the hotel and for me."
"And how successful you are with these women?"
"No woman who resists the charms of Mr Ritesh Sen lives to tell the story," he joked.
"You mean you can seduce any woman you want? Can you seduce the woman who just entered the lobby …for example?"
“You don’t believe me, do you?”
“I suspect your mouth is much bigger than your dick.”
“Let’s do something …take this key and go to my room. I bet you in 15 minutes, I’ll be walking in with this woman for a torrid session of sex like you’ve never seen.”

My heart was now beating very hard. I could not believe I was encouraging this guy to seduce my wife. “This is not possible …I mean won’t the lady be surprised to see me there.”
“No worry, the room has a see through mirror, so you will be in the bathroom and can see everything without being seen. Come on …what do you have to lose?”

I thought of it quickly and knew the truth was I needed to do this. Ritesh had been right all along, the decision to stay faithful to me was one only Manisha could take. And the only way to know was by putting her to the test.

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Either Manisha will refuse his advances and this would give me enormous pleasure shutting out Ritesh’s mouth. Or she would fail the test and let Ritesh have his way with her, in which case my reaction would be one of relief …. And I had lived with this for so long, I needed this release. So long as I did not have the answer, my whole life would be a torture.
The moment I entered Ritesh room, I started getting a sick feeling I my stomach. I waited five minutes and called Manisha.

"Hey Manisha. It's Rajiv."
"Where are you?"
"I am sorry, I just got an urgent call from a client. I will have to drive to his place and back.”
"At what time you will be back?" Manisha asked.
"Probably one and a half hour …or two at most."
"I don't understand."
"I am sorry …I call you when I am on my way back," I said.
"Okay …" she said.

Now the ball was entirely in her court. She could leave the lobby and go straight away to our room if she wished. I wondered if Ritesh had been successful in chatting her up already.

I must have been in the room some 10 minutes when the front door opened. I immediately felt a lump in my throat and my heart started beating hard and fast. The door swung open and I saw Ritesh enter, then he stepped aside to let my wife Manisha come inside. Manisha walked to the middle of the room and looked around without saying say a word while Ritesh went to the CD player and put some music on. "I can't believe I agreed to come here with you, I need to get back to my room now." I heard Manisha laugh. "Guess you lose track of time when you're having fun," Ritesh said. "Yeah, it’s been really nice, but really I have to go now. I hope you're not mad, I mean..." "I couldn't be mad with you even if I wanted to."
"I wouldn't want it to change anything." "I'm glad to hear that." Ritesh said, putting his hands on Manisha's arms. Manisha looked uncomfortable, but didn't pull away. Ritesh reached out a hand to stroke at Manisha's hair. Her eyes looked to the floor. He continued stroking her hair. "You are so incredibly beautiful," he whispered to her. They stayed like this for what seemed like an eternity to me, as Ritesh traveled his fingers over the blade of her naked shoulders and blew gently over it. Manisha closed her eyes as he moved closer to her. She gulped as he kissed her neck. It was a light kiss...a tender kiss, but her entire body tightened, still hesitant, not sure how she was to respond. His hand rested on her waist. She sensed he wished to kiss her lips and she turned her head away. He didn't seem concerned or worried. He gently led her and sat her on the bed. Then, kneeling down in front of her, he moved his hand up her leg, caressing the soft flesh in his hand. "Ooh!" She flinched, squirming slightly at his touch. While rubbing my wife's feet, Ritesh let his hands slowly move up, so he was massaging her calves. Manisha sank back in the bed and closed her eyes. When he reached above her knee, Manisha straightened and said, "Whoa, better watch where your hands go." "I know exactly where my hands are." Ritesh said. "That's the problem. You're just trouble." "I know." Ritesh leaned forward and started kissing Manisha's foot. She just giggled at that. His lips moved up, sucking her calf and then behind her knee. She sank deeper on the bed, her breathing getting deeper. While he sucked on the back of her knee, Ritesh slipped a hand up Manisha's thigh and it disappeared under her dress. Manisha caught her breath and opened her legs just a little wider. She was gripping o the pillow sheet and it clearly took a lot of effort for her to stop Ritesh before he reached the hem of her dress. "C'mon, we really can't do this. You have to stop, Ritesh." Manisha said, clearing her throat. There was not much contention in her voice. Her tone told a different story than her words. "It's so hard to not touch you every time I see you." Manisha looked flustered, like arguing was getting harder. "Someone could show up here at any time. Do you want to get caught?" Still kneeling in front of Manisha, Ritesh reached up and touched her face, ran his fingers through her hair. "We really should stop this. We shouldn't be doing this anyway." Manisha said breathlessly. Ritesh was now back on his feet and gently pulled my wife’s hand, drawing her into his arms. "Do you want me to stop?" "I..."
Ritesh pulled her face close to his lips her, "Should I stop?" Ritesh leaned forward and kissed her. I thought I nearly passed out, because Manisha didn't push him anyway. In fact, after a brief pause, Manisha leaned forward and kissed him back! "God help me. No..." she said. Soon she was putting her arms around him and they kissed deep and passionately. Ritesh lifted the edge of her skirt up her waist. She opened her eyes again, and watched as his breath caressed the satin of her panties. She was exposed. Ritesh continued pulling the skirt along her hips. Then he reclined back slightly, looking at her naked hips and legs, and the beautiful satin in the tender area between her legs. He wasn't saying a word, yet his expression and attention conveyed an appreciation of her beauty. It was pure adoration, and like any object of unspeakable beauty, he seemed afraid to touch it lest he ruined it somehow. Ritesh then outstretched his hand and Manisha took his hand and moved to him, revealing her exposed panties as she let herself be led onto the bed. She didn't seem to wonder what he was to do to her. She seemed to want to let go, and let this man do to her as he wished. Whatever he chose. He continued to hold her hand and he sat her to the table in front of the window. He then proceeded to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor as he lifted her by the waist onto the table. Ritesh knew I was just behind and wanted me to witness his victory from real close. Manisha rested there with her legs hanging freely on the side of the table as his hand moved up her arm, round her shoulders and onto her face. He then took her arms and lifted them over her head. Her hands now hanged loose and her chest arched towards him. Slowly he opened her dress, one button at a time, revealing her white soft body, covered only by her bra. He then moved his hand to her right shoulder and slipped off the strap of her bra, and repeated the process on the left side. All the while, Manisha didn't break the shared gaze with Ritesh. The bra fell down her body, exposing her bare, creamy breasts and nipples.

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She lay in front of him, now wearing only her satin panties. Ritesh seemed in awe, and offered no spoken word. Manisha's lips quivered as Ritesh trailed his finger smoothly over her breast. He didn't move his gaze or his body... just his finger. It moved from the top of her breast, along the side, and underneath. He moved it slowly inward, covering every centimeter of flesh with his fingertip. Still, his eyes never left hers. Her body jumped with sensitivity, holding the potential for orgasm just from his delicate touch. She opened her lips, and let her breath flow freely. But Manisha didn't break her gaze with Ritesh as he moved the finger between her breasts, up her chest. Her left nipple pointed upwards, appearing to ache for its turn at the touch, her breast pulsating with the anticipation of his finger. She bit her lip as his finger traced its way to the left nipple. Manisha cried her first moan of ecstasy as his mouth moved between her breasts, licking the glistening flesh with his slow, writhing tongue. His mouth then closed on her erect left nipple. For a long moment he continued loving her breasts. He kissed slowly, licked tenderly, and rubbed his face gently into them. Manisha was moaning. The quiet decent housewife was vocally responding to Ritesh's touch. She moaned at the attention to her body that had overpowered anything she could resist. Ritesh was now kissing her softly, slowly over her breasts and stomach. His hands lovingly caressed her as they slid up and down her legs. He paid attention to every part of them as well. Kissing and touching her legs as if he didn't understand them and needed the touch to discover her. He moved to her ankles, her feet, and her arms. He loved her as if her elbows and shoulders excited him as much as her breasts and vagina. Nobody had ever loved a woman like this. No man ever seemed to get past a woman's obvious attributes and appreciate her so completely. "Aahhh!" Manisha moaned with each tender placement of his lips, outstretching her legs as far as they could on the table. She breathed low, long moans as he worked his lips on her legs. His fingers softly caressed her feet and ankles as he kissed her shins. Ritesh kissed her knees, tickling underneath with his tongue. His hands moved up her thighs in long, smooth strokes. She was so close... so close to liberation. His hand moved up between her legs, palming the delicate area covered by her panties. His lips moved up her dripping thighs, and Manisha finally moved her hands. She rested them on his head, inviting him up higher ...patiently waiting for his lips to reach her panties. Her chest heaved as his first kiss pressed against the satin. A wonderful burst of energy glowed beneath the fabric, patiently waiting to be filled and loved. She wanted him. She wanted him inside her. "Ritesh..." she could say his name now. She slid her fingers under the panty straps, and slowly slid them down her legs. Ritesh took over from her and dropped the satin panties onto the floor. She glazed over with pleasure as she watched Ritesh removing his clothes, sliding his briefs down to expose his cock. She lay there, completely naked and helpless before the erect man. "Oh, Ritesh!" He guided his cock inside her and gave a rapid thrust. He then pulled out of her slowly, watching her eyes as she received the pleasure he gave her and knowing she was watching him as she received it. Ritesh continued the gentle penetration of her, gently thrusting, apparently gaining inspiration from the increasing arousal of his lovely partner beneath him. His cock plunged deeper, more powerfully into her. Manisha reached up her hand and massaged his chest, stroking the short hairs scattered across him. Their eyes remained locked on each other as their moans joined in harmony. She moved her hands to his hips, feeling the power of his body driving into her. Manisha cried out and her body flinched as he shot his load inside her. It was an ecstatic flinch. It was a flinch of digging her fingernails into his hips and tightening her body as if she would explode if she didn't. Her eyes closed as if wondering if Ritesh could ever understand how incredible he was making her feel. She was a woman. From his lovemaking. From his patient, dedicated lovemaking. In one fleeting moment, I remembered about Manisha's dream, it had awakened her passion so that in the end caused her to break her own promise of fidelity. Her animal instincts triggered within her every woman's most secret desire… the urge to be filled and stretched by a dominant male's huge organ. Ritesh was the proverbial alpha male who seek and planted his seed in the most attractive female he could find.

The moment Ritesh had Manisha alone, he seduced her in less than no time. It was mother nature helping the most important seduction of all, leading a beautiful attractive female in the path of a handsome, well-hung, virile male as part of a sensual dance that led to sexual union.

Everything that had happened over the last couple of months had set the scene for this, the final big show.
 

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HIS VICTORY, MY LOSS

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My wife Neeta planned a weekend trip with two of her friends and their husbands to a resort out of Bangalore. I had met her friends before-- Neha, a very sexy 28 year old with a good figure and Sunita, slightly plump but still very sexy. Neeta, my wife, is absolutely stunning. Last year she gave birth of our only son Tuhin. I did not know either of the husbands Sunil, Neha’s husband, nor Amit, Sunita's husband. Sunita and Neha worked with Neeta so they were familiar to me. We checked into the resort in the evening and got ready for dinner at the resort disc. Neeta and her friends chatted with me and the other husbands but somehow I felt out of place. I noticed Sunil paying more attention to my wife than I was comfortable with. Even flirting with her and my wife seemed to like it. While talking his hand would always rest just above her knee on the inside of her thigh. Neeta seemed not to mind, so I said nothing. When he asked her for a dance, she was more than eager and had no qualms with a hot number rubbing her body to his and they moved to the far side of the floor on a slow song, past the crush of bodies swaying and writhing to the music. I couldn’t see them and felt uncomfortable and also excited in a strange manner imagining my wife with another guy. Sometime later I went to the men’s room. From my cubicle I could hear Sunil telling Amit, “Neeta’s looking hot, I wish l could fuck her tonight.”
Amit said, “She’s married and with her husband around?“ Sunil laughed, “Who says you can’t fuck a married woman! Haven’t I fucked your wife?” “You bastard, “ Amit replied. I was shocked, frightened and strangely excited. I had to get Neeta out of here. She would have no idea about any of what he had heard. When I asked Neeta to come out she said, “Don’t be ridiculous Sanjay, I’m enjoying myself. Go and have some rest if you’re not feeling well “ I couldn’t tell her what I had heard in the men’s room; the last thing I wanted was to cause a scene with so many people around. I decided to go to our room and lie down, and decide what to do. I ordered a bottle of scotch from room service, deciding to get hammered. Of course nothing would happen, if the man tried, Neeta would slap his face. She wasn’t like that. She had never been unfaithful in all our 6 years of marriage. Before marriage was, of course, a different story. I took my drink onto the room’s balcony and sat looking out at the city’s lights. I decided to wait for an hour or so and rejoin the party. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember, I heard voices outside of the door. One was Neeta, the other a man’s voice. I jumped up, and for some unexplainable reason, decided to hide. I closed the balcony door leaving the curtain slightly open so that I could see inside the room, just then the bedroom door opened. Neeta came in followed by Sunil.
“He’s not here “she said, “Thanks for coming to look for him with me. That was sweet of you Sunil.”
“Happy to help “Sunil replied. Neeta went and stood in front of the dressing table mirror and to my horror I saw Sunil lock the door. Neeta, looking in the mirror, slid her lipstick across her lips. She lit a cigarette and turned to face Sunil. Sunil was standing very close, a smile on his face. “That was nice what you did in the elevator Neeta.“ “You mean this?” she replied, and pecked him on his lips. “Well that and the other thing too,” he said. “Do it again for me.” Neeta smiled at him and held her dress raised it until I could see her stocking tops. Sunil looked down between her legs, then leaned to his right and slid his hand onto her stocking thigh. Neeta’s face looked mesmerized as she allowed Sunil to slide his hand all the way up her thigh. “Lift it higher Neeta,” he said. She did, I could now clearly see her thong, and so could Sunil. I watched as my wife closed her eyes and Sunil cupped her pussy with his hand. She moaned loudly as I saw Sunil’s arm moving in and out, I imagined the man had his fingers inside her pussy, fingering her. With his other hand he undid the strap holding her dress on her right shoulder. The dress fell down exposing Neeta’s right breast and nipple, which was clearly aroused. His fingers pulled and twisted her nipple sending tremors through her body. She was moving her hips in time to his fingers, pushing back at him. “We should go Sunil, the others,” Neeta whispered. “It’s ok, my wife must be having fun with Amit with Sunita watching.” “What!” said Neeta, shocked. “Its ok Neeta. We have been fucking each others’ wives for some time. It’s only you who was not included.” Saying this he roughly kissed her. My wife opened her crimson lips, accepting Sunil’s tongue to lick and slide inside. His hand left her breast and started to undo his belt and pants. His pants fell to the floor along with his boxers exposing the longest cock I had ever seen. It wasn’t fully erect yet but was already longer and thicker than mine. I was horrified; my wife was going to be fucked with that monster.

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It would hurt her, I was sure. Sunil began to slide Neeta’s panties down her thighs, “Take them off,” he said and she obediently removed them to expose her wet pussy to him. Sunil asked “after the birth of your son did you and your husband started fucking. She said no …not yet but I think my pussy is ready. I watched, fascinated, the thought that my beautiful little wife was going to be fucked by his huge cock made hot and horny, I had my cock out and started stoking myself. Sunil’s hand returned to her now very wet pussy, his fingers immediately slipping inside her making her moan loudly. Neeta spread her legs wider and squatted slightly to allow her lover better access to her cunt. Sunil took her head in his hands he kissed her again, moving forward to let the tip of his un circumcised cock stroke across her thigh. Still kissing her, Sunil took his cock in his hand and slid it across her pussy lips, Neeta moaned into his mouth, I could see her slide her tongue past her crimson lips and search for her lovers tongue. She held his arm as if to urge him to touch her again. “I’m going to fuck you” he grunted at her, “I’m going to fuck you and cum in you”. Sunil pulled his foreskin back exposing the large purple mushroom head and positioned it at the entrance of my wife’s tight but very wet cunt. I saw him push forward; the head forced itself in, folding my wife’s pussy lips in with it. He pulled out again and rubbed it along her lips again. “Oh Christ Sunil, that’s fucking wonderful when you do that” I had never heard my wife use language like that before. Suddenly Neeta pulled back removing Sunil’s cock from her pussy “ Let me lick this dirty cock ” saying this she knelt before him and took his cock coated with her juice into her mouth and they both moaned. This was hot and something she had never done with me. She licked for some time and got up “ok Sunil lets fuck ” Sunil pushed again, this time with a hand on Neeta’s bottom to hold her in place. I could practically hear a pop as the mans huge cock opened my wife’s cunt, I saw with excitement the cock head disappear inside my wife’s body. Neeta was looking down between her legs, looking where they were joined; she had a strange look on her face, a very dirty grin. She slid her hands onto Sunil’s bottom and lifted her right leg, hooking it on his hip. This made her open a bit more and as Sunil pushed, more of his cock slid into her. She was kissing him again, he started to fuck into her, short stabs, pulling out and pushing further in. She was kissing his neck now; Sunil’s only intention was impaling this little slut on his cock. He sucked her tongue, licked her lips, anything to make her wetter and open up for him. Loud moans were coming from deep within her, Sunil was grunting every time he pushed into her.

“Aaaahhhhhhhhhh…” he grunted, “I’m all the way in you now.” “Christ how you’re sooo fucking tight.” Sunil was cursing now with every thrust, and Neeta could only hang on as her body was pushed up against the table from the fucking she was getting from this man. She lifted her other leg and wrapped it round his waist, she started humping her hips sliding herself up and down this beautiful cock that was very soon going to bring on her orgasm. Watching my wife getting fucked by another man had me hot and my own cum was now covering my hand, as my wife’s ankles crossed behind Sunil’s waist. He was now holding her tight to him, his huge strong arms completely wrapped round her. Her bare breasts jumped up and down at every thrust. Sunil leaned down to bite her breast and she screamed with the pain as he bit and sucked. Sunil was close now. Neeta grunted and moaned as her orgasm washed through her, her lips on his, kissing, tonguing him, giving herself to him. All the time the hard cock fucking her, they kissed through her orgasm. Sunil gripped her tighter, he released an animal growl from deep within himself. I saw his buttocks clench, the muscles contracting as the sperm flowed out of his hard cock deep into my wife’s tight wet cunt. Sunil thrust inside her three more times, making sure all his semen was gushing into her. Then he held her tight, his cock still buried deep. I could see where their pubic hair was matted together with their combined cum. I watched as my wife’s lovers cum started to leak out past the base of the softening cock. They kissed deeply, passionately, like lovers. They stayed locked together for what seemed like hours, kissing, Sunil making slow fucking movements in and out of her, more and more of his cum leaking out and dripping onto the carpet. The cum was running down her leg onto her stocking top. She looked down as Sunil wiped the sticky end of his cock on her pubic hair. Neeta cupped her hand between her legs to stop flowing his thick cum and went into the bathroom. Sunil dressed himself and waited for her. She sat at the dresser and fixed her make up, then I watched them kiss one last time and leave. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, I had just watched another man fuck my wife and liked it. I washed myself and went down to join the others, thinking of getting even. I walked down to the hall where they sat chatting and smoking and Neeta was drinking. Sunil sat close to her. “Here you are darling,” she said, kissing my lips. I could smell Sunil’s cum on her lips.
“Drink my friend?” Sunil handed me a large scotch, a look of victory on his face.


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Bus Journey Ended On Bed
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It was chill evening at Pune when I was traveling to Hyderabad. I was trying for train ticket to Hyderabad but did not get it due to heavy rush. So I decided to go by Bus. I also noticed one lady in age of 30-35 years with one baby aged about 2 years, trying for ticket with TC and we both saw each other doing desperately to get berth. But due to heavy rush, we both did not get it. She went to a teashop to have tea with her baby. I also walked. While trying with TC, we both saw each other many times so I just smiled when she saw me coming to canteen. She did not do anything, as she must be upset. I reached near and said " Hello. So you are also going to Hyderabad"

First she was silence for minute and then told " Yes and you". " I am too. Now thinking to go by bus," I told her. She asked me about the bus journey. I told her about the bus and told her that there are luxury buses and it will be comfortable. Since her visit to Hyderabad was necessary, she was looking bit confused to decide to go by road. We finished the tea. Finally she told that she would like to go by Bus since there was no option and she was with her baby. We all came out and took auto to go bust stand. We both were carrying one suitcase only. On the way she asked me about myself. I informed her that I shifted to Hyderabad one year back from Pune and came here to attend function in friend's family. She was bit relaxed knowing that I am married and 50 years old. She also introduced herself. She, 35 married and her husband is working in Hyderabad. She was in Pune for an interview for a job in company in its branch office at Hyderabad.


We reached Bus stand and we booked tickets with travel office for Hyderabad bus. We finished our dinner too and we both were relaxed and started talking on various subjects. She was wearing salwar Kameez and was very slim and attractive. At 09:00 pm bus also arrived and we sat on our seat. She took window and I sat on aisle sit. She was very nice and intelligent. She was also impressed with my knowledge and thoughts. Bus left Pune city and it was speeding. Everyone started sleeping and light was put off. She started to breast feed her baby. I got one or two glimpse of her heavy breasts while she was feeding her baby. Her nipples ware dark in colors and very thick in size with big areolas around them. She was carrying her baby that means her breasts must be full with milk. I tried to take off dirty thought from my mind.


She was touching me and I was feeling strange. Though no thoughts were in mind, it was bit feeling to have very attractive lady with nice figure sitting beside you. She opened her hair, which was coming on my face. She was looking out of window seeing shining stars and moon in dark night. She realized that her hair is disturbing me. She told me sorry and tied her hair. She requested me to take her suitcase out so that she can have shawl. I removed her suitcase from upper rack and helped her to open her suitcase. There was strange feeling as we both were very near and could have each other smell. She took shawl and wrapped around her body with her sleeping baby. Due to road journey we were touching each other. We both were silent for an hour. She was falling on my shoulder and once she realized, she was feeling shy. She was trying to put her head on window. After two hours of journey, she told me about vomiting sensation she is feeling due to jerk. Also her head on window has also caused some problems due to vibration. I took out plastic bag and gave her. I also helped her to drink water. I took her baby from her while she was trying to be OK. Once she was okay, I told her to relax and not to rest her head on window. She also complained me about headache. I told her to try to have some sleep and I informed her that I could not sleep in any my bus journeys. I put my hand on her shoulder and put her head on my shoulder. She slept on my shoulder quietly.

I was massaging her shoulder slowly and also rubbing her forehead. Because of jerk, she was not comfortable on shoulder so I put her on my lap while her sleeping baby was in my hand. She just bent down and slept on my lap covering her in shawl. I put my hand her thigh and another hand on her head cutting her hair. It was so natural and spontaneous and there was no dirty feeling. But it was really strange experiences, which we both were feeling. I was feeling excitement and it was reflected in my body. I was feeling hot in cold weather and was sweating. Even I was feeling erection of my cock. I feared, she should not feel it as she was on my lap. She, without any thought, slept on my thighs but now I was really feeling awkward.

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I was sure, my hard on will be felt and I was trying changing my position to hide it. Bus stopped for refreshment and everyone started getting down. She also woke up and while trying to get up, her cheeks rubbed with my hard cock. Her hair was also found pulled as it got bungled with my belt and pockets of jeans pant. I helped her pull her hair and accidentally, she put her hand in middle of my pant while getting up causing her hand to press my erect penis. She felt like shock and she was red with blush. To ease the situation, I asked her how she is feeling now. She told better. We both got down and went to Dhaba. There we had tea. She washed her face and refreshed herself. In that, all the time I was carrying her sleeping baby.

When bus started again, we sat on our seat in total silence. After while, I told her if she wishes to relax, she can sleep. Since there is no other seat available, I offered her to go in Driver cabin so as she can sleep in the seat. She thanked my gesture but told "It's okay" After half an hour traveling, she told me that she would like to sleep as she may feel uneasiness. She again slept on my lap. Bus was going on its speed and it was bit dark. I put my hand on her waist and was trying to sleep as I was also feeling slightly sleepy but was feeling warmness of her body. Her baby was sleeping on my other side. My right hand and the sit end handle were protecting the baby from falling. The three setters of the bus were very wide that’s why were not having much space problem.




I started massaging her waist and with another hand, again I was rubbing her forehead. My hand started moving from her waist to thighs. She had nice curve and I was aroused. I was rolling my hand all over her thighs on shawl to feel her soft but heavy thigh. She was also feeling something as there was no movement from her. I put my hand under the shawl and put hand on her bare waist inside her kameez. She suddenly got up as she felt my warm hand on her waist. I hold her waist tightly and put my lips on her lips. I started kissing her and pressing her waist. She was doing very slow resistance. She murmured, "what are you doing? " But I was kissing her.

Suddenly I put my hand on her back and started massaging her back. I told her "If you are feeling nice, let it be. It will be as it will make our journey interesting " " I am married and we do not know each other" She whispered.” That we will think after this journey. You just sleep and relax" I told her. I put her on my lap and she just slept on my thighs. I started moving my hand on waist and stomach. She was having very silky skin. I moved my hand till her boobs and pressed her boobs over bra. She moaned but I put my hand on her lips and started rubbing it. I was getting courage and moved my hand from her belly to her shalawar. I loosened her shalawar knot. She hold my hand to stop it but I inserted hand inside her shalwar placed it on her pussy over her panty. I then inserted my hand in her panty and touched her pubic hair. I started rubbing it and my hand was touching her pussy. It was so soft and very very warm.

I started doing that and with another hand, I put in her bra and started squeezing her boobs. It was going for hours and we both were enjoying. She was also feeling my hard on her face. Finally, she got courage and rolled her hand on middle of my jeans. She quietly opened the jip and put her hand inside. She explored my underwear and put her hand inside. She took out my erect penis from the pant. She started moving her hand and playing with that. I never imagined that I would have so exciting experience where I would be enjoying very nice female and she would play with my penis and that too in bus. Because of darkness and also since it was shawl, no one can imagine what was going on. After 10 minutes, I felt her wetness and few moments later, I filled her hand with my juices.

In near about 2-clock at night she sat on her seat steadily. Then she opened her breasts and signed to me. I saw that every one in the bus was sleeping. I slowly put my face on her solder and slowly downed my head and found her nipple. I started to suck her slowly. Immediately milk was started to coming on my mouth. It was very very warm and slightly sweet. After sucking it for 5 minutes or more suddenly the bus stopped and I removed my head from her nipple. The bus started again and she again signed me to come. I drained every drop of her warm and sweet breasts milk. In complete journey we enjoyed touching each other and exploring each other's body.

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In the Morning, Bus reached Hyderabad city and in light, we saw each other. First, we felt ashamed but after few minutes she started smiling. We both got down from the bus stand. I asked her where she wants to go. She was going in other place but she was looking to me. Because she took Bus she was late so she has informed her husband to go for work and not to wait for her. We both were standing to say goodbye to each other. I, with courage asked whether I can accompanied her as since it was 10am, I was also can not go office for that day. Without awaiting her answer, I lifter her suitcase and we both headed to catch auto. In auto we both were silent but understanding each others need.


We reached her house and found her husband was not there. She opened the door with her key and we both entered inside. It was lovely house and was well decorated. I complimented her for keeping house matching with her beauty. I hugged her tightly. She told me though she is feeling something wrong but she is enjoying too. Then she was started to breast feed her baby. I become very excited while she was breast feeding her baby. The taste of her soft nipple and worm hot milk kept coming back on my mind again and again. In the middle of her feeding I just kissed her for long and took her to a sofa forcefully. Her baby was started to cry because the nipple was pulled off from her mouth.

She requested me to take a bath first while she will complete feeding her baby but I told her to take it later. I told her that I can’t wait right now. Because we both were need of something else, I broke our shyness and I told her "Main aapko chudna chahata hoon. Let's make love "


I removed her kameez and opened her bra totally. I knew she was having nice firm but soft boobs, but when I saw those again I was very happy. I was pressing one boob and sucking another boob. Her baby was still crying. Slowly I removed her shalwar too. " Mujhe pata nahin kyon par bahut achcha lag raha hai." She was moaning. I took her panty out. I took my cloth off and threw her on sofa. I took her both legs on my shoulder. She closed her eyes expecting what was going to happen. " Main aapke choot main ghusane ja raha hoon " I told her. She just opened her eyes. " aap to gande word bhi bol sakate hain " I put my weight on her She hold me by locking my back with her both hands. Her legs were on my shoulder. I put my lund on her wet cunt and with one forceful stroke, inserted my lund deep inside her cunt. I kissed her and kissed her all over her neck. She was also nailing my back. I put my both hands on her both boobs. Squeezing her boobs, I started pumping her. Closing her eyes, she was responding wildly. I was fucking her on sofa. After stroking her for few minutes, I removed both her legs from my shoulder, bent it on her knees and put it on her stomach so as her knee was touching her boobs. I lifted her buttocks and put my lund inside. Now I was ramming her cunt by hitting her buttocks .I could do with force by holding her. She started moaning and lifting her buttocks. I was mad anyway seeing her fair and sift buttocks. I fucked her for another few minutes.
Suddenly I turn her. Her back was so good and I kissed her and rolled my tongue all over her back. I put her stomach on sofa and inserted my lund from rear. She was holding sofa handle with her hand. She spread both her legs as much as she can and was resting on sofa corner. I was stroking her. I was resting on her back putting my both hands on her boobs and was fucking her like wild animal. I was near to jerk my all juice inside her. She had her orgasm as her cunt was totally wet.

I removed my lund and told her to lay on her back. On floor keeping her legs straight. I also slept on her locking her leg with my leg. I put my lips on her lips. Her boobs were pressed against my chest. I inserted my lund in her cunt again. I was started fucking her by rubbing my body with her body. She was in ecstasy. She told me that this is very unique experience for her. I was rubbing her body with my body as I was moving up and down on her. Her boobs were getting rubbed badly with my chest and my lund was lifting her cunt rubbing it badly. My thighs were having friction with her thighs. My lips were also moving on her face. I increased my speed and she also responded by lifting her buttocks speedily. Now, I was just working over her body like express train. She was also lifting her body. I was removing my lund and then ramming again in her cunt by rolling my body on her body up and then coming down. With every stroke, my lund was lifting her cunt too. And then, I collapsed on her by throwing all my juices inside her. Her baby was still crying for milk and trying to take her mother’s attention. We were breathing too heavily so we relaxed like that for 15 minutes. We decided to take bath together and stay for lunch. After the lunch we had another quick fuck session for 15 minutes and then I came out from her house.
 
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Dada........where r u ..........?

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Dada........where r u ..........?

Sorry , extremely busy in official online meetings .

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HAPPY ENDING
PART1
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I am Srikanth Rao, aged 29, working as a Human resources Manager in a MNC. Three years back when my parents arranged my marriage, I was not interested in marriage and told them to leave me free for at least another two years so that I could settle financially. But my parents forced me to just see the girl. I caught a flight from Chennai to Hyderabad. I went to see Vidhya Rao along with my family. When I saw her I was totally dumb founded. She has more resemblances of actress TAMANNA BHATIA. She is 5'7"; her muscular body with extravagant curves is matching to her allied child like face. The dimple over her cheeks while she smiled made me crazy. Unlike the actress she had two well shaped orbs over her chest and she had a butt length soft silky hairs. She was 20 and just out of her collage. I immediately said yes to my parents. In two months we were married. During that period I used to talk to her in phone. All I could know about her is she is a shy character and less spoken.

On the first night of the marriage it self I stripped her. I was aroused to hilt when I saw her nudity. She had a well toned body. Orbs of her boobs were more spherical. She had a good thick muscular thighs yet smooth and silky. Waist and hip curve was maddening. She cried in pain as I entered her and tore her hymen. She was a pure virgin. Next few days she denied for the fuck. Slowly I molded her in to the world of sex. When her vagina got acclimatized with invading tool, she started to enjoy the sex. We decided not to have babies before another three years, so that we could enjoy the fucking. Vidhya and I moved to our Chennai home after 12 days of our marriage. Vidhya is a good home maker. She had an acute interest in keeping her home fashionable and artistic. We had a Hercules shopping session before she got our home set. Vidhya is a good cook too and she enjoyed cooking. Our first two years were honeymoon. I always liked my shy wife's tight cunt, it didn't seems to loose its properties even after a three years of fucking. But our frequency of fucking became reduced. It could be once in four days and slowly became a week.

The trouble started when I found her not responding as she used to while I fuck her. It had been a few months now. She used to simply lay there with a small hug over my shoulders and allows me to penetrate. Her kisses to me were not the same one I used get from her. When I asked her she simply told that she is fine. But I could feel that she is indifferent.

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Once in a Sunday, I was searching for an old collage day group photo of our department. I ransacked everything in our bed room. My wife has gone out for the market. At last I opened the small safe in our cupboard. It was always used by her and I never had an access to that. I found her jewelry and few bundles of currencies. I searched thoroughly and ran over a strip of pills. I casually took it and looked at it and shocked. Those were contraceptive drug. She has no requirement to use that, since I always used a condom. I was confused and I simply walked out after keeping everything in place. I went to our balcony and smoked thinking about it. Why at all my wife should use a contraceptive pills. At first I convinced myself that she could have bought it in earlier times, but the truth struck me like a thunderbolt as the date of manufacture of those pills were recent. I could not think my wife could be an adulteress. She is too shy woman to do that and she is my lovely wife, who loved me a lot.

I kept my cool and decided to have a thorough investigation. I dare not to ask her straightly as that could break our marriage if is she is innocent. When she reached back to home, I retired to the TV while she cooked our lunch. During our lunch I asked her, "Vidhya! Are you not feeling home alone, when I am at my work?" She told smiling, "What to do? I have to be alone. I can't join you in your office" I slowly told her, "Why can't we have the baby soon? It's going to be three years now. You know our parents were already behind us. Why let us not give them their grand child?" she looked at me plainly and told sweetly, "Let us wait for another year" I asked, "Why?" she could not get a good reason, "Just like that. I think our honeymoon is not yet over" she tried to be seductive but she sounded awkward with out a reason. I pushed, "Ah! Honeymoon, you are forgetting that we are doing it once in a week nowadays and doing it just like duty" I don't wanted to blame her alone. She looked at me puzzled and told, "Why you got suddenly jumped in to it" I held my confident composure and told, "Nowadays you are looking bored, child could be solace to you" she smiled and told, "I want one more year for my husband before I going to my child" I left the topic without pressing too much.

I started out after the lunch. She asked were I am going and I replied that just for a smoke. I drove my car to the near by deserted play ground. I lit my cigarette and smoked thinking about her behavior with me. She had lost interest in sex with me. So, is there any possibility of her finding a new man? I could not think it even; my body trembled over that thought. She never worn any modern dresses she always preferred sarees and in few occasion salwar kameezs. Her child like face stopped me thinking her in that way. Even in sex she knew only the missionary position. I decided that something gone wrong with my understanding; Vidhya could never be a slut. I returned back home and we retired to bed she came near me and kissed me open mouthed and we had the sex. That is new for us making love in the afternoon. But what worried me was she looked unnatural, she compelled herself for it. She never wanted a rise a simple line of doubt I my mind. I decided to sleuth on her.

[Blue Bull]

Nice one.....