Adultery Not an usual couple story

[ddey333]

Great going !!!

[furihard]

Chapter 20 – The Deceiving

(POV – Arjun)

Knowing yourself and that you aren’t the same person you thought you’re is a unique feeling. I too felt too different to know that I possess an entirely different side of sexual desires and there is a term for that too.

Cuckold. 

I then continued reading many more stories of same kind as I was intrigued.

A story where a pakistani couple is happily married for a while and the guy hides his wife who has seen only his cock that, guys do have longer cocks than mere 5 inches. And finally, when she gets to know, she dominates him, humiliates him and have sex with many and all the while letting him only to clean her pussy except for special occasions.

A story where newly married hubby thinks of teasing his innocent small-town wife by texting her from his friend’s number as stranger and is shocked to find she has an exact opposite side where she is a pleasure loving girl who keeps affairs with even his friend, family and even the security guard.

Also, a story where a boyfriend is slim and offends the girlfriend and who plots revenge by flirting with a well-built guy but eventually crawls for the new guy’s cock and finally has the sex right in front of the BF making him a cuckold.

As I went on reading more stories of the same sort like the ones below, my brain cells started imagining things. I started picturing myself as the weak, small-cock possessing guy who just waits each day at home to his wife letting him to just lick her used pussy and not even wanting to jack off or the humiliation of BF to see his GF moaning in pleasure than ever before when a total stranger fucks her right in front of him.

First rule for a cuckold, To have a liking towards bondage and being humiliated. Which, I don’t possess.

Imagining kinky things is different. I am able to imagine things in each story like Aishu is the one dominating me and the innocent homely Aishu’s face spitting out all dirty words and humiliating phrases like , “your little dick will never satisfy me. I want a real man” or “You are such a loser and why do you have this still” and going on to twist the penis lightly or splitting the sexy legs apart and inviting me to lick the worn-out pussy clean. 

Every thought like that makes me hard even if its just minutes after I cummed. But, realty is different. Life won’t be the same then. A guy will have to be a guy and especially the only guy in the house. If is changes, everything changes. So, I decided to move things only in a virtual life and imaginatons. I decided to use the remaining days in London by talking much and opening up to Gautham. I wanted to talk more about Aishu and things that only I know. I know the dirty comments from his mouth excites me. I wanted it more.

Let’s see if he is online.

I logged in the fake ID and to my surprise and relief, he was till online. Won’t this guy sleep? It was almost 11 here and must be 4 AM in India. What the heck. He is available. And I must be happy and not asking quesitions.

“Hey Dude”

“Hey Bro. U said gonna sleep?”

“Yeah Yeah.. But, Couldn’t sleep. So, just thought of coming online.”

“Cool. Even I wasn;t able to sleep with Priya in her mother’s place. So, What were you doing all the time?”

I wanted him to ask this question.

“Was just surfing through family pics. Me and Aishu and stuff. That’s all. Nothing exciting.”

“Nothing exciting? Pardon me. But, there is Aishu in it. What more exciting stuffdo you need man?” 

“Haha. May be. “

“Do you remember what I said before you logged off ?”

I do, but, I acted.

“No. Pardon me. I have a poor memory. Why? What was it?” My dick started anticipating along with me and started lifting its head.

“Ha. Just that I imagined you wife naked. And I couldn’t control me.”

“You have got huge balls. I will have to accept. You are saying this to me. Directly. My God.”

“I’m sorry man. But, Really, what do you expect me to do? When you show such an incredible girl, a guy’s dream, and say she is your wife. I tried hard to control but, I couldn’t”

“So?”

“I started watching porn and started imagining her in all sort of wrong ways. “

“Oh Damn. She is my wife dude.”

“Pls pardon me. But, you donno how much she has affected me. Even the next time I fuck Priya, I might be thinking of Aishu.”

Damn. That’s hot. May be I am twisted and not normal. But, it felt hot to hear someone wants my wife desperately that, they will imagine her in their marital bed.

“Stop that man. That isn’t a good thing to do.”
“She is really that hot dude. Her eyes and lips kill me. I even.”

Then, for 5 seconds, there wasn’t any message. I started feeling curious. What is that even supposed to mean?

“What even?”

No reply. God.

“What??”

And he replied, “Nothing, but, I even imagined me just staying there in your bedroom and watching you fuck her and just to see you undressing her and showing off her beautiful parts one by one. And she stands in doggy position waiting for you to begin things. And her sexy massive ass in display for me from behind while you move to fetch the lubricants. And then you making her ready for the real act by licking her cunt and sucking her breasts and fuck her raw while I watch hiding. And you know what excites me more?”

I started shagging. “What?”

“Her face. Her fucking beautiful sexy innocent homely face which is not too naughty. I just wanna see how it will change while you suck her and lick her. How will that perfect sexy eyes will close half in pleasure and how will her tiny nose breath heavily, how will her kissable lips turns to a “O” and starts to moan and talk dirty. How will she ask for more? How will she suck your cock? Pushing aside her hair that falls to the face and suck your cock pushing her ass back. “

I cummed faster than ever. And jolts ran all over.

“Oh Man. You are incredible in talking. Even for a minute I visualized everything you said.”

“Everything I said? So, did you also visualize me sitting in your bedroom and shagging my cock off while you show your wife’s sexier ass to me and sucking her cute medium breasts?”

I just didn’t know what to reply.

Great going!! If I am not wrong this story was on Exbii long before, if this is the case kindly post all the update in one go.

[Sarran Raj]

Super... gautam trying show him as cuck and change arjun as cuck.

[Blue Bull]

Great going ..... old wine ..... more toxic .....

[seducemywifey]

I generally don't blame any authors but atleast while the other person was writing the story he was not delaying this much...don't understand why u wanna hold back when it's an already written part at this stage...neverthless I admire ur writing upuntill this point...story is very realistic and hot so far...love ur character build up and emotional details

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 21 – The Offer

(POV – Aishu)

I was startled. I didn’t know how to react. My body was just in the peak of its orgasm and my juices were flowing out of my panties. And my VP, the most powerful person of my sector was standing there calling me.

“Aish”

“Huh. Sir. How are you?”

“We just saw yesterday Aish. And it’s Ravi. Not sir.”

“Huh. Sorry. Ravi.”

“So, busy working? And why this late?”

I then realized I am sitting still and as matter of respect, I stood up to talk to him and I could sense the wetness now flowing a bit more and the wetness creating cold patch due to AC in the area. I felt more awkward standing and I tried hard to concentrate.

“Just a lot of pending works. So, had to stay late. Will start in few mins.”

“Oh. So, when will you start?”

“In thirty mins Ravi.”

“Well and good. My conference meeting will end in 30 minutes. I’ll drop you home.”

“But, Ravi, My home is not nearby.”

“That’s fine. I don’t get many days to drop such a gorgeous girl everyday. I’ll drop you.” He winked.

I blushed like a college girl. He waved his hand and went back.

The moment his head disappeared, I ran to the bathroom and cleaned myself a bit from my stupid deed but, the thought that I have provided pleasure to myself right in the office and the thought that I also had a guy other than my hubby near by when I reached orgasm provided unnecessary thoughts and I liked them. Then, I washed my face and touched up a bit and returned back to complete the pending works.

Thank God. Pending works were too less and I completed them in a jiffy. And I was about to mail my status updates on the issues and that’s when, Ravi came back.

“Cool. You are still working hard for company’s growth.”

Saying this, he came and stood right behind me and kept his hands over the chair’s shoulder and leaned over. Its against corporate culture, to see other’s monitors. But, who cares when he is the VP. He just looked into the screen and tasks I’ve mentioned.

“My God. You did this many works on a single day. You are way more talented than I thought.”

“Haha. Nothing like that. “ I said while I as able to smell his sexy perfume smell. It was too musky and has a masucline odor. A well fitting perfume for man of his stature and the closeness he stood with my chair made my sleeveless shoulders feel his breath.

I was about to complete the mail and he asked, “So, where is your hubby?”

And his words and the hot breath that came along also fell over my shoulders and in the coolness of aC, it made me shiver and I got goosebumps.

“He is working in XXX and he has went for his on-site trip to UK.”

“Oh that’s great. By the way, why goosebumps?”

He asked by touching my shoulders. Bare shoulders. The touch looked very casual and as if, he was only interested in my goosebumps, but, my girly intuition said, it means more. 

“Ah. Nothing, but feeling cold.So, Shall we start?”

I immediately stood and turned. I later felt, if I haven’t did that immediately, the day would have ended differently. And I never want that.

Then, we walked towards his car chatting about him and me and on the way back, I learnt he has did his UG in a reputed government college and PG in the US and has married his cousin as his mum asked him to. And also, a tiny hint that she isn’t upto his standards. And I said him about my college days and Ajju and how proud I am of him. And we reached home.

I got down and about to say him thanks and he asked me, “So, You wouldn’t invite me over for a coffee even?”

Hairs behind my neck stood up in alarm but, what could I do? “Sure Ravi. Come over. I make really good coffee.”

“Ha. Sure. “

He got down and started walking with me. I opened the door and seeing the house he exclaimed, “Well maintained. You have good taste in furnitures too. “

“Haha. Those were my hubby’s selections”

“Well. Then, no wonders, he has excellent taste. I already know that. “ He winked at me. I again blushed like a stupid college-girl. Praises makes us blush instantly without asking permission first. I chided myself.

I then asked him to watch TV while I went kitchen for making coffee. ( And once again my dear readers, I won’t spill coffee over him. I have stable hands so don’t expect that. 

I came back with the coffee , served him with biscuits and sat across him. He sipped the coffee and said, “Wow. That’s a best coffee. Like your husband’s tastes.”

I controlled blushing and sent out a smile. And I now know clearly, he is flirting with me on purpose. By then, my phone vibrated in hand and it was Ajju. I just changed it to silent mode as it isn’t the right thing to attend now. 

He then asked about my house specs and when we did buy it, and when he heard, it isn’t own house , he let out some sound. And then, I gave him a tour of the house and right when we crossed the bedroom, My heart skipped a beat. 

My washed bras, pantied were lying over the bed. And I have completely forgotten them. We have just came in front of the bedroom already. And I know clearly he must have seen the red lace panty and the violet bra near than black push-up bra and the pink camisole. I wasn’t sure what to say and he said in an instant, “Ha. It isn’t manners to look into other bedroom so, let’s move on.”

I was relieved but I know he said that only by seeing my undies. Embarassment started eating me. And he said, “Ok. You have an excellent house. And thanks for the amazing coffee, I have to start. “

“Hmm. Thanks for coming and dropping me too.”

“Well. I can’t leave an important resource to go by herself. Along with her valuable assets at this time of night.” He winked again looking me.

I smiled and waved him hands and when I closed the door, It struck me, My neckline has receded a bit and cleavage was visible and it is what he looked when he said “Valuable assets.”

Pervert. Complete Pervert. I have to be careful around him. I then called Ajju and spoke with him for few mins and hid the fact that VP dropped me. If I said it, I will have to say we danced. 

Then, due to too much work in the day, I got pretty tired and had some sandwich and went to bed.I started thinking much in bed as always. And most thoughts were about Ravi. They way he winked and that he saw my undies and as they were not whta common girls wear, if he would have thought me as some other type of girl. The way he looked at my cleavage and said assets. Everything went in my mind. And the fact that his perfume was too good and the hot breath over my shoulders.

Instantly, my hands went to the shoulders and rubbed the place where his breath fell. My hands,as if they got their own brains, moved to my neck and slowly inside my tops. I wore no bra and so, to my already standing nipples. I started circling them off. 

"Ahhh" It felt good. I tried pinching them and crushing the breasts. I felt a surge of current wash through me and next moment, My middle finger was inside my cunt. I spread my legs and the panty aside and my finger was moving faster now.

"Ajju why did you leave me alone. My God. Ajju. Ahhhh. It feels so good. Ahhh. My God. Two fingers is amazing. Lovely.Let I crush my nipple with other hand. Pinch it. Ah Ahh Ahhhh Ahhhhhhh. Yes. Yes. Yes. Ravi. Do that. Do that faster. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." 

I, then cummed. And after the fast breathing reduced and the wetness stopped, I realised, I started with Ajju and ended it with Ravi. My God. What is happening to me. I then slept in tiredness of the day forgetting everything. 

The very next morning, I got myself in regular salwar kameez as I was in a no mood to try my new set of ideas and was already chiding myself for what I did yesterday. I started and reached office. The Meghna bitch was there and she let out a smirk at me. And She looked angry. I just let out an empty stare and started working today’s tasks which were bit lot than usual but not as yesterday.


By 11, I received a meeting invite from Ravi. And invitees were Meghna, Sandy and me. First mail VP has sent to me directly is this. I was clearly startled but was aware of his perverse dialogues yesterday and my stupid mastrubation session yesterday. So, thought of being careful and good. I am not such a girl.

And I went to conference room right on time and Sandy followed me. 

“Aishu. Do you know why are we called?”

“Nope. You”

“Hmm. Even me. Must be something important.”

By then, Meghna entered and looked angry again. I wondered what made this pissface angry. Did her hubby say, your breasts are huge and I won’t fuck you buffalo. And Ravi entered.

“Hey all. Thanks for coming in short notice. So, do you know why you are here?”

He asked looking at me and Sandy.

“No Ravi” He said

“No Sir.” I said

“It’s Ravi. Not sir” He smiled.

However perverse he may be. But, He had an attraction and more than that, I felt nice to show the other two. We are bit close. I said, “No Ravi”

“You all know about the annual conference of NASSCOM. Our company usually sends 3 people along with senior head and we present our companies ideas there. And usually the best people will be selected. And this time its you 3 with me.”

I felt elated. I know what an opporunity is this. How will it add to my resume as the only best ppl are selected for this. My thoughts are interupted by Meghna’s voice.

“But, Ravi, Pradeep has more experience than Aishwarya.. and..”

“No. Meghna. This isn’t about experience. Its about talent. She has it. Quite a lot.” He looked into me and smiled. I felt alert but I brushed it off as he just smashed Meghn’a nose and it has broken. 

“So, we will be starting by next Monday. Get your things ready. “

We nodded our heads and after bunch of thanks. We came back. Meghna walked faster and she stared angrily when she turned to sit. I didn’t care.

And Sandy said, “I’m looking forward to go with you to Shimla Aish. And take some woolen clothes. It’ll be too cold there now.” 

I just smiled and said, “Ok” and came back to my cabin.

Next Monday. I am flying to Shimla as the company representative. I wanted to pass this to Ajju .And AJJU. God. Next Monday?! Sunday is when he comes back and this conference will take 3 days. 

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 22 – The Foolishness

(POV – Ajju)

What can anyone reply to it in a sane mind?

How can I accept him that, Yes. I visualized you sitting near me while I undress my wife slowly and I wanted to see the jealousy in your eyes. And I even wanted you to see her assets and exclaim that they are the best. Even the thought of it made me erect again.

How can I accept this to him? What will he think of me? In a perfect world, A person with perfectly sound mind will always be over-protective of his wife and will have a mindset that, anything that’s covered by saree and even not covered is just his. Just his alone. And he won’t allow even other men looking at her and dare not touch her. But, we are not living in a perfect world and I ain’t perfect.

And so, I accepted.

“Yes. I even imagined that. You watching us and jacking off your cock by seeing my sucking my gorgeous wife’s long nipples and fingering her trimmed cunt. “

There was no reply for sometime. And It came.

“My God. Man. I cummed in an instant I read your reply. God. Thanks a lot man. It’s the best words you have ever told me. And fuck yeah. I wanna be there. At least if I am not touching her, I want atleast to see the gorgeous angel and her dazzling beauty right before my eyes. You are a lucky bastard man. To have her as your wife. Can you do something?”

I was too excited by then, by opening Aish’s pics one side and talking with Gautham on the other. I have even crossed another step by admitting that I imagined him being with us and watching us making crazy wild love. And so ready to do anything he asked that instant.

“Yes. Even I’m horny. Very horny Indeed man. Thinking of all this stuff. Ask me dude.”

“Can you please send the pic of aish that is open the very moment? Please”

I was currently opening a pic of Aish in Salwar and it was indeed hot even without revealing anything, thanks to her homely hot face. I contemplated a moment and then typed the image upload site and uploaded it for 10 minutes duration. And Shared the same with him.



“Check the link.”

Another two mins of silence.

“God. Man. I can’t anymore.”

“What you can’t? Jus be open about wat you feel.”

“God. How did you land on such a Goddess?”

“Haha Why?”

“You donno what you have got man. I have got a hot wife but she is nothing compared to yours. She is just covered head to toe. But, even then..”

“Even then? What? Go on. Go on without hiding anything.”

I took my already semi-erect cock again to start shagging for 5th time the day. Anticipating some interesting comments. Guilt has completely flew off from me.

“First of all. How insanely beautiful dusky complexion she has. It just glows in the picture’s lighting and make me desperately horny. Next, even with a shawl one sided on and a fully covered dress she looks hot than all those bollywood and kollywood and tollywood heroines in their bikinis and low hip sarees. “

“hmmm. Then” , I asked touching myself softly.

“Then, her fingers resting over the corner like fingers that were drawn by Ravivarma without any adulteration. How I wish I see those fingers in action. Like when they caress your cheeks, toss your hair, pinch your nose, and then slightly move over that beautiful finger tips over your man-nipples and make them crawl for more. God. I even am seeing her in your bedroom lying over you in the same dress and caressing her finger-tips, beautiful finger tips over your nipples and even later, cupping your dick and shagging it for you while having the same look on her face and a silent smile.”

I started increasing phase and so my reply was just, “YES” I was imaging her there in our bedroom in the very same blue salwar kameez with the guy’s comments. I even wondered how he maintained that he is just there to see me doing things and not to interrupt anything.

“Then, her hairstyle. How she has tied them perfectly and how homely and hot it makes her. And then the way her breasts outline visible through the fitting salwar and the slight projection of her medium sized breasts over which you keep your hands while I watch them. And you slightly try finding her erect long dark nipples over the fabric of cotton kameez and nibble the nipple over the dress making her bite that lipstick worn best lips. “

I started closing my eyes and dreaming things. My pace increasing than ever. A guy elaborately describing my wife’s beauty and his jealousy and his inability to talk his actual desires out. Everything made me so hot. I was looking at my wife’s hot new pic while he was describing the jealousy over her beauty made me proud and horny same time.

“then..”

“Then, Her lips. The perfect lipstick and the smile over her face, Man. I wish I could at least see you touching those lips with your index finger and map both the lips slightly and peck it with your lips and finally take the lower lip alone into your lips and taste her honey Rosy lips and her lipstick’s taste onto you and start sucking them hard while using your teeth very little and kiss her violently while cupping her breasts over the kameez and gently fondle them and hugging her over pushing her to bed and lying overhear and kissing her all over the dress and finally tearing the kameez off to make the white bra show out. Hold her sexy thighs which shows slightly in the pic and cup ger beautiful large ass and pinch them hard before undressing the salwar too and fucking hard right before me and I shag seeing you both and especially her smoking hot homely face moaning in pleasure”

“Oh My God.” I came hard I came very hard. 

I then typed the most regretting words in complete horniness making my brain numb.

“OH My God. That was awesome. My wife loves being praised and you are adoring her. How much she will love your description of her beauty and the way you describe wanting me to do things to her. How much I wish I had you in our bedroom while we make love talking about us and describing her in all possible ways seeing her doing things to me and how much it will turn her on. Oh shit. I even wish at least once I must have you in room with us and make you talk about her and that will definitely drive her crazy and she will even accept things she never did ever before and even dreamt off. Oh Man. Come at least once.”

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 23 – The Preparation

(POV – Aishu)

Damn it. How did I forget that? Ajju is returning by Sunday and I have nodded my head fast for the conference by Monday. And How can I forget that he is coming this Sunday? This week’s twists and turns have modified me so much that I am more concentrated towards my clothing and Meghna bitch and Pervert Ravi than I am towards my loving hubby. 

But, what can be done now. I have accepted the invite and it is a very prestigious offer and a career defining moment. So, I feel Ajju will accept it and understand it. Let’s see. 

All these thoughts were going through my mind and I started working the day’s tasks, which were larger again due to Meghna bitch’s jealousy. I tried hard to complete them within time and as I couldn’t, I decided to take the work back to home today. 

Once I reached home, I called Ajju and informed him about the news. He was excited to know about the conference and dejected when he knew about the date. It took a while to convince him and after that, I started to work. 

And while working, I started thinking about the opporunity and then about the amount of work I get everyday. I suppose, they are both related. I still remember last year’s company party where Ravi and Meghna were talk of the gossip by the way they sat together,giggled and danced together and left in the same car. Meghna is married but, married women make more interesting gossip. And this year, Ravi never actually did anything that he did last time with her but, danced with me, who was virtually unknown to him before. And today, she tried to convince Ravi by mentioning about Pradeep even when I was right there. Its safe to assume she is jealous of my growth and its better to be in a safe distance from their feud. But, my devil mind told otherwise, Let’s try making her angry. It would be fun. By talking with Ravi at times and dressing a bit skimpy during the visit.

But, It would be too cold in Shimla. I can’t wear anything than sweaters and and jumpers over there. How to make her angry then? I was thinking about it and I got an idea. I’ve once heard a famous heroine using insulation cream to wear revealing dresses in hot climates and I decided to buy one myself. And after a tremondous search online, I finally found a place that sells it in Chennai and It was in Spencer plaze. I noted down the exact address. 

Next step that came to mind was dress selection, I have to get good dresses for the 5 days. Along with matching accessories and stuff. I took a list of things to be purchased and decided to start that Saturday for purchase. 

The next few days moved on quietly without any excitement. As usual, Meghna was a bit irritated and my usual work load was heavy and even when I did a good job, all I got was more criticism. Sandy tried to cheer me up and he seemed to be pretty excited about the whole trip. That party day has transformed him that he is eagerly waiting for travelling with me than travelling with Meghna. Ajju seemed to be pretty busy with his works and we just spoke a word or two each day. 

And finally, Saturday arrived the shopping day arrived. My plan was to reach spencers first and get the cream and do some window-shopping and then go on to Express avene where I can purchase other planned stuff.

I wasn’t thinking much about what to wear and settled easily with a red t-shirt tops and a blue tight-fit jeans. I wore a padded white bra to match the tops’ looks and has very light touch-up. I left my hair almost loose with a single band. And after getting my clutch and putting a shawl around my head, I started out. 


As usual, Chennai’s sun was unforgiving that day and as I am not used to riding mopeds, I have to get a cab. But, to my despair, the weekend booking was on full swing and all cab companies said me they can’t avail a cab for a while. So, I had no chance but to take a public transport. So, With much irritation,I started towards the bus stop and waited for a bus.

And the bus came and it was free too. So, I got a seat nearby the window and was checking my facebook wall during the travel. After few stops, the bus arrived at and a huge crowd entered in making the whole bus crowded. It was then, I saw a gang of girls who were sitting just 2 seats before me. They occupied 3 seats and was giggling and chatting as if they were in a air-conditioned suite. They must be 19-20 years old and they wore anarkalis, t-shirts and kurtas. The inability to go back to the care-free age made me sad and I was looking at them with envy and right then, I noticed 3 guys standing near the footboard. 

One guy looked rugged with a ruffled hair and another looked like a decent rich guy and the final one was looking like a nerd with his specs on. I could see they were glancing looks atthose girls and were commenting something within themselves. I looked at them for 2-3 minutes and they were all looking at those girls now and then and talked to themselves after each look. 

It was that exact moment,the devil inside me asked me something.

“So, those guys are looking at these girls.”

“Yes”

“So, What does it prove? That you have become old?”

“Nothing of that sort. Just that I am sitting far away.”

“Haha. Jus say that to yourself. You are becoming an aunt with marriage and all those things.”

“No.”

“Then, prove it. Make those guys see you.”

“Done”

To prove my point to my devilish side, I was looking at those three guys for another few moments and when one of the guys, the nerd, threw a passing look at me and I removed my head scarf the same moment. And t grabbed its attention. Now, My blood red t-shirt was visible and it attracted him a lot. He tried hard to make his look at me an accident and failed each time. He slowly turned towards his friends and murmured something and I know in a very few seconds they will look at me and I have to make an impact.

So, when I anticpated their heads are turning towards me, I threw my hands behind my head and grabbed the band and removed it and shook my head as if letting my hair fall loose and I was busy trying to put them back in my band. For a passerby, It will look like I am adjusting my hair and tying it properly but, the short sleeves of my red tee would have made sure the lifting of hands showed almost most of my hands and exactly right above my shaved under-arms. They would have been hidden but the fact that my actual underarm is millimeters away to be visible would have made those guys excited. I know I was right when I saw them with the corner of my eyes and all three has shited their looks towards me.

I was tying my hair slowly by slowly shaking my tee and I tried to sit straight and the movement has made those guys see the tight-fitting tshirt over my breasts (thanks to the padded bra :P). This has made them uncontrollable and I saw them talking to each other with much excitement. They then did a move which I didn’t anticipate.

They started moving inside the bus and I could see they were walking towards my seat. My heart skipped a beat but, I decided to go with the flow. By then, they both were standing near my seat and the rich looking guy went behind my seat and other two stayed right infront of me. I looked as if I never saw them. 

I then realised my bra strap is slightly out of the t-shirt and the little white color must be visible very clearly due to my red –tshirt. If it was other time, I would have reflexively moved my tshirt back to its place. But, I decided to stay calm and I even moved my hands on the opposite side and this made the whole strap come out of its place. And I was sitting with my strap sititng out and when saw the ruffian, he was seeing me with lust fileld eyes and the nerd was visibly opening his mouth in excitement to see my breasts in my tight t-shirt and my homely face. ( I hope they saw, I had a homely face).

And when my stop came, I had to move past the lady sitting near me and when I was about to move out of the seat, I saw the ruffian had a big bulge inside his trackpants and the huge bulge has formed just because of me. Me. Even after marriage and in a normal t-shirt, I am able to make a young guy go mad and get erect in a bus. I was feeling proud and the nerd tried to come closer so that he could dash me but, at the last moment the ruffian pulled him back. I smiled within knowing that the ruffian will fight with these guys that I am his girl and they shouldn’t see me with those eyes. How easily men become protective of pretty girls.

With the thoughts about the huge bulge I saw just now filling my thoughts, I entered spencer plaza. The mall wasn’t crowded as other malls as it was still sticking to its old ways without any renovation and the very few people out there were just some college guys making purchases and first time Chennai girls who have saw Spencers only from Boys movie. I moved past the stores and reached the store which sold the cream and I got 5 boxes of 150 gms each.

And while I was walking back towards the exit, a footwear shop attracted my attention and my legs moved in. The shop wasn’t very tidy and it was filled with boxes on one end and a single guy was sitting in a stool reading some cheap novel.

“Excuse me”

He looked up lazily and irritated by my interruption. 

“Yeah“

“What is the price of those stilettos?”

“Which one”, Again lazy voice.

“The third one from top.” 

“1200 Rupees.”

“Can I try that?”

He was giving a reaction that translated to no. but, he nodded. 

“Ok”

He didn’t ask me to sit but I took a stool nearby and there were mirrors opposite to me.

“Here.”, He gave the stilettos to me.

I was irritated with his tone and I bent down to remove my sandals and tried one and they were tight. 

“Don’t you have the next size? It’s too tight”

“Ok. I will see. “ Irritation still.

He came a minute later and gave me another pair. I again tried them and while I was bending down, I saw my reflection in the mirror and I approved what I saw. 

My thighs were the first thing visible to me. Neither fat nor too skinny, I have perfect thighs like a tennis player and the jeans have showed them off well. And my t-shirt was perfect with the help of the bra and my shape was more than a normal hot girl. I then felt I am a hot girl here and I should be the one who attracts people but not let them look at me lazily. I decided something myself.

The stilettos were actually perfect but, due to my plan, my little evil plan, I lifted my head and asked him, “Is there other colors? Can you bring them?”

He just nodded and went in. I then swiftly, lowered my t-shirt a bit and loosened up myself. When he provided me the other two colors, I bent down to try them on.

And in few seconds, I lifted just my head by still bending and I could see little brightness inside his lazy eyes. I know why they are. 

“Can you help me try this?”

He immediately sat down. Without any thinking and I was still bent and I know the top of my breasts with the help of lowered t-shirt and pushup bra will be visible out. A slight small area of cleavage and it has made him fall to my feet and help me out.

He was kneeling down and looked at my t-shirt now and then and I could see he was becoming restless and He moved his legs wider, which is a universal code of saying, he got an erection.

After that, I made him take more than 15 sandals and stilettos and he took everyone of them like my servant and put them to my legs like a slave bending his knees. All because of a tiny flash of my cleavage and my spattering of my eyes like a shy girl. I even let him once to feel my sole for a microsecond. And I know he would have fell in my legs begging if I have asked him to.

And you know what. I didn’t purchase anything from the store. I just came out saying, “Sorry. Not of my taste.” And he came running behind to give me his visiting card. 

All because of little cleavage, I realized when it is used properly, any guy is a slave and all those dominant men will easily bend for hot girl with right brain.

And to my surprise, I found myself completely wet when I reached the restroom. I love this. I am into this and it is mutually benefiting to me too. Revealing my beauty to exert power and grab things I want and also, to teach a lesson. Let’s see who learns it next.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 24 – The Final Chat

(POV – Arjun)

I sure didn’t know how those words came. But, it was all I wanted then and mind you, I was pretty excited by his chats.

After a tiny pause, “You serious bro? “ He asked.

Now, it was my turn to take a pause. What did I just do? I’ve invited a man to our bedroom to look at my wife while I am making love to her and to comment dirty and describe her, right when I am fucking her.

So, what might happen if I say yes? It is not like he is going to come to my bedroom in real. It’s just a fantasy world and this guy knows nothing about me except my name and Aishu’s name. And yeah. He has seen her pic but so what; people steal other people’s pics from social media and use that to chat. Let this be such a case. And I am never going to meet him and even if we meet, he can’t recognize me as he has never seen me.

And I decided to go on with my little fantasy.

“Yes man. Yes. I seriously want you to come in bed with us.”

“Then?”

“I want you to sit somewhere nearby and watch us have sex and fap to us and talk all dirty to us.”

“Hmm Yeah. I like it bro.”

“Even me”

“Go on bro”

“Not today mate. May be tomorrow. It’s too late today and I’m gonna sleep.”

And then, I re-read our chat and used my hand once for it and slept happily. I have deep inside decided to talk about all non-sense I have in mind, I’ve read in stories and stuff that I fantasize and can never be reality. After all, Only these few days, I am going to chat with him and once I get back to Chennai, No more chats and no more Gautham and I’m happily going to be having sex with my hot and homely Aishu.

The next days passed by with me chatting all-in the fantasy. And the transcripts are as given below,

“Hey Bro. You there?”

He must have been waiting so eagerly and for a longer while. I like this guy.

“Yup man.”

“So, what’s up?”

“Nothing much dude.”

“How is Aishu?”

“Hot as ever”

“What dress she is in?”

I know he knows pretty well, I am not with her and he asks this question as a starter to the following chat.

“Just in her pink saree. Very tired from her day’s work and her office function.”



“So, Is she ready for your night work?”

“I hope so”

“Then, why wait? Just begin.”

“How can I begin without you coming home?”

“Hell yeah. That’s my bro. I will come tonight.”

“And I will welcome you and hide you in our bedroom, when Aishu doesn’t see.”

“Great”

“Then, I slowly go behind her while she is at kitchen and I hug her from behind, kiss her neck and move my hands to her hip and she can sure feel my rising dick inside.”

“Then”

“I then, bring her to the bedroom where you are hiding and I kiss her lips and she closes her eyes automatically. And I slowly keep my hand on her hip and knead it a bit. Can you see it Gautham?”

“Yess.I can see her shapely ass and her hip visible in the saree’s opening. Please pinch it for me.”

“Yes. I am pinching it and she is letting out a moan. “

“Wow. That moan was amazing. Made my dick rock hard. Everything about her is sexy.”

“Now, I hug her tightly and unhook the pin she pinned to the saree.”

“Yes. Yes. Go ahead.”

“I then softly slide my hands over her pallu and move it away. And it falls down.”

“Just wow. To see her in blouse and petticoat.”

“Yes. Then, I slowly kiss her neck and turn her back, showing you the fabulous frontal view of my wife.”

“Bastard. You are a lucky bastard.”

“I kiss her back and she is still closing her eyes. And I turn her towards me showing her ass to you and unhook her pink blouse.”

“That’s hot bro.”

“The blouse is off. Do you wanna see what’s beneath that Gautham?”

“Fuck. Yes.”

“I slide the blouse over her hands and I peel them off her. What do you see now?”

“The perfect back of your wife with just her pink bra the only cloth over her hip.”

“What do you want me to do now?”

“Remove that stupid bra and throw it away. Please.”

“I am removing the bra by hugging her. Showing her back to you and my fingers fumbling over her hook. You wanna help?”

“Will you let me?”

“If you wish.”

“I wish? I fuck wish. I slowly stand up from the hiding place and walk near her.”

“But, before that I unhooked her bra and throw it away in your direction and ask you to go back to your place.”

“Oh damn you man. I slowly hide again. But, I desperately want to come near.”

“Haha. Let’s see. So, how’s her bra?”

“Oh Man. What is the cotton here? Is it what I think?”

“Yes. A padded bra.NowI slowly move her sideways and you are able to see her one breast from sideways.”

“Fucking yes. I am in love with that mango and the gbang that are over it.”

“Now, I slide her fully back, showing her full frontal to you. “
“My dick has spit out all its juices by seeing them man. Oh God.”

“Now, I remove her petticoat and her panty is the only visible part.”

“God. Please remove it too. She is fabulous.”

“Now, I remove her panty too and throw it away in an opposite direction.”

“Man. You should have thrown it in my direction.”

“Sorry mate. May be next time.”

And such chats were going on daily and finally, the Saturday came, The day I am going to start back Chennai. My probably last chat with this guy and I didn’t care what I was chatting.

“Oh shit bro. You are making me hard every day and even at work my thoughts wander just over your wife. Your hot wife.”

“So?”

“Please let us chat more wild today.”

“Like how man?”

“Like me joining both of you. “

“Hmm. Sure. But, only a beginning. Rest by tomorrow.”

“You are throwing the panty in the opposite direction and I am now seeing her nude.”

“Yes. Now my hands are over her ass, squeezing them while sucking her mangoes.”

“Yes. Now I stand up from my place, move towards her and she is in ecstasy already.”

“Now, I take a cloth from nearby and by seeing you coming near her, I tie her eyes with them.And she asks, “What is this Ajju?””

““Jus to be different honey.” I reply “

“I now come from behind and I signal you to move aside and you move aside. I slowly stand in front of her and I am seeing her naked body closely by being nearby.”

“I move aside and see you.”

“I move hands which are shivering over her right mango. Pass a second. And Keep it over your wife’s hot breast.”

“I watch you and the hand that is not mind touching her breast for the first time.”

“I am getting horny and I squeeze it gently and she lets out her famous moan.”

Till now, things were fine but, the moment he said he is touching her. Something said me I am doing a mistake and he touching her breast right before me while I am watching came just before my eyes and I felt guilt, fear and doubts. And I disconnected the chat in a jiffy and with all chats and questions about what all I have did and the thought that I even shared a pic of her made me scared that I never touched the laptop again and the guy must have been confused with the disconnecting.

And the next day, I started back Chennai. With the resolution of never repeating anything again. And with the guilt feeling over coming me, I was about to see Aishu again.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 25 – Return of Arjun

(POV – Aishu)

The rest of the day went smooth without any actual trouble or interesting happenings. I purchased few skirts,tops and some nice lingerie, not that anyone is going to see it, but, it might be helpful in situations like today. To make a guy my slave easily. Then, I bought some make-up stuff and finally got some stilettos too.

And after a tiring day, I was able to get a cab for returning back home and I reached home. I had no strength left to prepare anything so, I settled with Maggi and slept off early. Tomorrow evening, My beloved Ajju is returning back and the thoughtthat I am seeing him after a fine gap and the fact that for the first time in life, I’ve hid too many things from him – Party wear, Sandy’s mastrubation, Ravi’s dance and tit for tat with Meghna, made me dizzy even more and with all those things in mind and the day’s tiredness, I slept off.

And as they say, restless sleeps lead to creative dreams, I got some funky dreams too. They were confusing too. Like me being an actress and actors competing to be with me and even Ravi was a super star who wanted to have me in his movie but, I am in a relationship already but, he succeeds and he makes me act along with him and at a point, he invites home and the director of movie is present and they both together try to seduce me and entice me. And the director turns out to be Sandy and stuff.

When I woke up finally, I could remember all these only as bits and pieces and I facepalmed myself for all those ridiculous dreams and chided myself to have good thoughtsbefore bed and all these stuff even in dream might constitute cheating the guy who is flying in today. I, then got up from the bed and did all some cleaning up and started packing for the trip as the evening will be busy with receiving Ajju and as tomorrow morning 10 is my flight.

After some planning and cleaning and packing, I finally decided upon my dress to receive Ajju. I wanted it to be a pleasant surprise. He must be thinking of me in Salwar probably a designer Anarkali one to receive him. But, I wanted to go with the flow of my recent trends and also, It would be a better way to show him that I am transforming but, not a very shocking one like the sleeveless tee or the party wear.

After a struggle, I settled on a blue top with 3/4 sleeves and a matching blue jeans and after taking head wash, I combed my hair in a better way withlight makeup and applied a pinch of dark pink lip-gloss. And after final touch-ups and mascara and eye-liner, I was all set to receive my loving hubby. 



Today, I have learnt from yesterday’s mistakes and have booked a cab early and so, the cab came right on time. I got on the cab after checking myself a last time before the mirror. And I reached airport right on time and his flight has landed and he will be out any moment.

I was standing near the reception of the airport and was watching all sorts of public displays of affection. From moms, dads, sisters,brothers and couples. While I was looking all those stuff, My eyes dinally rested on the guy walking from inside and as I’ve been with him for years together now (including when we were lovers ), I was easily able to identify Ajju’s walk and the way he was looking to and forth to find me. I was actually behind a short girl who actually hid most of me and just my head was visible out and I waved hands at Ajju. And he looked me back and had a huge grin on his face and waved me back.

I, then moved away from that girl and moved near him and now, he was able to look me completely in my tops and jeans and the light make-up making me more beautiful. I could see he was thinking something inside and he was even startled. It took seconds more than normal to bring him back to his own self. I patted his shoulders.

“Started dreaming this early?”

“Huh.Huh.”

“What?”

“Ah Nothing. Just that you look great. Wow. What a dress selection. Blue always suits you.”

“Awww. Arey Yaar. You have already won over my heart, impressed me and we are married already. No need to dump all those London Ice-cubes on me as soon as you landed. “

“Haha. I missed you honey. “

Saying this, He moved over me, gave me a tight hug and a peck on my cheeks. I loved the hug and blushed. He then threw a hand over my hip and pushed the trolley with the other hand and we moved onto the cab whiletalking about stuff, And I deliberately chose to avoid any topics on the office party and was asking more and more about London and stuff.

Finally, we got into the cab and we were talking many stuff but, I realised he gazes over me more often than he did before. May be it’s the dress. He looks at my face and moves his eyes over my shoulders and at times, it was so clear that he was looking at my boobs right on the tops and this made me blush and even laugh. These men. Oh God. The long duration apart has made him too much desperate.

And I was more than right. We got off the cab and we entered home and I was about to lock the door after we bought in his luggages. Even before, we moved away from the door, he pulled me over him and pushed us right over our wall near the door and started kissing my lips. 

It was a long kiss. Very sensuous. More wild at times. Very passionate. His hands where over my hip at first and it started drawing curves and lines over my back, hip and at last, over my breasts over the tops. He never left the lips either. My lower lips went in his mouth and came out all wet with his saliva and his eyes looked right over my eyes and I had to close not able to withstand its intensity and lust. As it was almost 10 days, the heat built on me too.

So, I started kisisng back and even bit his lower lip once and laughed at him. He immediately kissed my lips again bit my lips softly and we were standing there like hungry tigers. Then, he pulled my tops over right there and even before I started to protest, my arms went right up as if asking him to throw them away and feel my breasts.

His hands were fumbling for a second and right then, my tops flew and fell over one corner of living room. Next minute, his face was over my neck kissing and licking it and moving on to my lace bra covered breasts. To have his hot breath over my breasts after a while, ignited me faster and I responded by unbuttoning his shirt and feeling his bare chest and I started nibbling his nipples, which I know is his weak spot. He was more enraged now and he pushed me over our sofa and undid my jeans and with littleof my help, my jeans flew to other corner. And there I was after 10 days, in my inner wears, lace white bra and white panty on our sofa. He threw his pants and lied over and kissed and licked and tasted and even bit me ferociously. His hands played a bit and threw away the bra to our kitchen and the panty found its place near the bedroom door too. And the next minute, Ajju’s tongue was right over my trimmed pussy. I started moaning like I was in some sort of heaven.

“My God. Ajju. Yes.”

His tongue touched my thighs and started flicking it and touched the corner of my womanhood and moved right inside it. First it was touching the outer areas, and his fingers did its job of splitting the lips away and his tongue started exploring me right over by moving deep inside and rolling while it was inside and moved in and out faster and faster and my moaning went like this.

“YES. Ajju.There. My God. Oh Damn. Yesssss. Ahhhh. Yeaahhh. Right theree. Aww myyy. Haannn. Hmmm. Yaaa yaaa yaaaa yaaaa oh fuck. Ajjuuuuuu. Maaaaaa. Aaannnn. Yesssssssssss Ohhhhh hmmmmmmmmmm.Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

And I took his hair in my hand and started twisting it while he was eating me out and I came very sooner multiple times and right before it subsided, Ajju’s hard cock entered deep inside me in a single shot and I screamed loudly that even the neighbours might have heard me.

He started fucking me with raw intensity of an animal than a man and I was screaming and eyes were closed in ecstasy.Right then, in the mid of all fucking and each pump increasing the speed, My brain threw me the image of Sandy and he jacking off his cock right outside the home seeing me. And my brain started thinking, what will he do if he see me now, getting fucked all naked in the cushion. What will he do?Will he jack-off right here? Seeing me? 

And the speed of Ajju increased, and It grew to a high and My moaning never stopped and also, my thoughts. 

“Ahhh Yes.He would jack-off.”

“ Oh No. Why am I thinking of this.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Yesss Ajjuuuuu. Fasterrrr.”

Now, came Ravi’s thoughts and the thought that he got me pleasuring myself right in the office and talking to me, when my juices were flowing through my thighs. 

“Maaa. Ahhnnn. Ajju. Pls faster.” I started pinching his nipples and tried kissing his lips.

What will Ravi do if he come here now? Will he talk about conference or at least this time, will he see my juices flowing down as Ajju fucks me. Will that make him hard Or he will like only bitches and sluts with huge breasts like Meghna?

“Ahhhhhhhhhh Ajjuuuu. I am comingggggg.”

My brain still din stop me from thinking all thoughts on Sandy, Ravi while Ajju was fucking like a raging bull.

“Oh Myyyyyyy. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I am cumminggggggggggggggg. Ahhhhnn yesss yesss yesss yesss faster.”

And we both came on the same moment and he fell over me after dumping all his 10 days load deep inside and he moved to my face and kissed my forehead and said so calm and in a sad tone,

“I love you so much di”

And then, guilt struck me. My stupid thoughts when my hubby is such a guy and even when he is doing things to me, here I am thinking fantasies like an idiot, of my colleague and boss. Oh Damn.

“I love you so much da.” I said with a guilt filled voice and a bit of tears coming out of my eyes. Thank God. He didn't notice.

I decided never to repeat this and that the vacation is over and as Ajju is back now, I will become my old-self. Loving and caring like ever. And we slept off early in tiredness and I was to start early tomorrow morning.

What the hell did I know, that the real vacation only starts henceforth?

[Mylife4u]

Hi All,

Apologies to anyone who waited for the updates. Posting the story in between busy work schedule was a bit difficult. Posted 5 parts now, will try completing the whole story in maybe within the week. 

Enjoy and please let me know how are the updates and the story so far. 

Love,
MyLife4U

[masud93]

thansk,,, super update,,, waits for next DHAMAKA

[fuckandforget]

Awesome update

[Ro.hitbig]

Very good narration,  even though shuffling between both of their POV, there's no confusion. 

Waiting for further updates

[Givemeextra]

Hi All,

Apologies to anyone who waited for the updates. Posting the story in between busy work schedule was a bit difficult. Posted 5 parts now, will try completing the whole story in maybe within the week. 

Enjoy and please let me know how are the updates and the story so far. 

Love,
MyLife4U

Excellent set of updates.. Love the way they are opening up... Hope to read next set of updates  soon

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 26 – Aishu, Me and Guilt

(POV – Ajju)

My flight journey was tedious. I was travelling in British Airways and the problem wasn’t about being comfortable. It was because of the thoughts that tormented me. The week in London was like being in a honeymoon. I had none to control me and I did all possible things and I spoke all sort of things I liked to. But, this return journey marks the reality. The reality that I am returning to be my ownself. Meeting Aishu is the biggest problem. I never thought itwould be a problem when I started. I felt I can never look into her eyes and speak all things like before as I am filled with guilt head to toe. 

The flight landed and I collected my baggage and marched through the exit, looking for Aishu, waved at her and when I finally saw her attire,I was shocked and surprised. My darling wife who always prefers Salwars and kurtis to jeans in Chennai has come in a jeans and a full-sleeved tight t-shirt. She looked smoking hot.

And the very next second, the thought of me chatting with Gautham came before my eyes and how he described Aishu came too. And there started my guilty thoughts. I tried hard to get rid of those thoughts but, it came back to me again and again and I desperately made efforts to be normal. Finally, we boarded the cab and I was stealing looks at her as if she was a stranger partly because of being apart a week and also, because of the dress she chose for today. My cock hardened when I looked at her breatss heaving up and down in slow movements when she breathed. I controlled myself until we reached home.

The very next moment we reached home, I wasn’t able to control myself anymore and has myself threw over her and started undressing her ight there in the living room and started eating her out.

And my nightmare returned. While I was eating her pussy, my thoughts wandered to London days and what would Gautham say, if I talk about eating her pussy. Will he say it will taste like honey or will he say I am a lucky bastard. And It went on one side and on the other, I started fucking her and my other side started thinking about Gautham standing there near our kitchen entrance and watching us making out like animals and his comments over Aishu. I cummed immediately and clarity of mind came again. Guilt again struck me, which led me to say, “I love you” to her. For which, she too responded with “I love you” and that made me more guilty.

We then had some food that she prepared and, as she had to leave early and I was tired from flight journey, we slept. 

The next day, She got early and got ready and woke me up and after a long while, I woke to my beautiful wife’s face. She was already ready and she was wearing a black cardigan over her red t-shirt and a matching jeans and was looking cool. She has done her hair in a different manner and it was good again. She looked simple and hot the same time. I controlled my urges to pull her to the bed due to lack of time and I got ready to send her off. 



In the airport, She was received by her colleague Sandy who has come first. He looked pretty excited for the travel and then came, Meghna. Her almost boss. And her dress was a shocker. She was wearing a black one piece dress with a small shawl over the chest. And almost 90 percent of her boobs above nipples were visible and the dress ended right below the knee. She was like a cheap slut to me but, I saw she attracted many eyes from the crowd. She just said a hi to me when I was introduced and then, moved away to welcome Ravi, Aishu’s VP. He looked handsome and professional in his formal wear and was very pleasant speaking man. After waving my hands and a small hug, I sent her off and started back home.

Chennai. The place I love more. With its rich tradition and fast changing to recent cultural changes and the ability to get whatever you need along with friendly people. I was looking all around the way back and when I saw a girl waiting on bus-stop in her saree with a low-hip, my thoughts drifted back to the same thing.

Aishu. Gautham and Chats. Was I wrong or what? But, I should never repeat this. With all such thoughts, I reached home and found myself hard. I thought of jacking off once and right when I entered the bedroom, the black satin bra of Aishu lying on the bed made me crazy. She must have left it in the hurry. I took in my hand and ran my fingers over it. The soft material lying on her soft parts and holding them up and how she will look in it made my hands go over my hard penis and I started stroking it.

And few minutes passed and I somehow inexplicably found myself in the fake mail. Gautham wasn’t online. And I had nothing to do, but, go through all the chats we had. Each and every chat and the way I have explained to him about her and the pics we shared and the way he finally explained about seeing us in bed made me horny like hell and the last lines of he touching her breasts made me horny instead of guilt like last time.

I wanted him to come online. I wanted the chat symbol to become green. I was so crazy. I thought what will he do if he comes here. In our bedroom. Now, that Aishu isn’t here. Will he look all around? Will he get excited by seeing all her clothes here and imagine her trying them. Will he take her lingerie? What will he do to them? Will he jack of to just the fabric that once touched my hot wife. I was becoming crazy and the craziest thought came to me. 

What if I send him her Bra pic and ask what he feels. But, Didn’t I decide not to chat anymore with him? I wasn’t in any mood to think about it. I took my mobile and took a pic of her bra lying on the table and started uploading it to system. I should have thought for a second that I am making a man crazy on my wife but, my brain seemed to be located between my legs then. 

I sent him the pic. And I was prompted with, “Message was sent”. 



And usually, I get guilt by this time. But, today I was far apart it. May be seeing her after a gap and fucking her yesterday made me crazy about her but, she has left me and went to Shimla. And I was crazy to do something hot.

This bra pic made me so hot. My wife’s bra pic. The one only I can see. I have sent this to him. Some unknow guy who is going to see this pic along with some other pic of her and rub his cock over what is on the screen. And I started to release my horniness by stroking it hard. By opening the folder, where I have our honeymoon pics and other hot pics of Aishu and took the bra over my cock and rounded it off with it and began my moaning.

All sort of swear words came out and it felt heavenly. The soft fabric over my shaft and I came. It was awesome and I took a nap tired.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 27 – Chennai to Chandigarh

(POV – Aishu)

It was Monday faster than I expected. I got myself into a t-shirt and jean and cardigan and started to airport with Ajju. Sandy was the first to be there and I could see the excitement of travelling with me in his eyes, followed by, the bitch in a usual bitchy dress. Finally, Ravi came and he looked dashing today. I waved my hands at Ajju and we entered airport for the most exciting trip of my life.

Once I boarded the Jet airways flight, I found that my seat is along with Sandy and Meghna and Ravi will be sitting together. I was about to sit in my seat after keeping my hand luggage above me and my eyes crossed with Meghna’s eyes for a moment. Her eyes were cunning and there was a smirk on her face as if she is the queen and I am just a little slave of the game.

I shook my head n disgust and sat near Sandy. With my thoughts over the bitch’s smirk, I was consoling myself the seating is much better compared to if I had to sit along her.

“Hey. Dreaming?

Sandy’s voice brought me back to reality.

“Huh?”

“Dreaming or what?”

“No. No. “

“Been in a flight trip before?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“It’s my first time.”

“Oh. Wow. Enjoy then. You will really love it.”

“Why? Won’t you?”

“Not much. I get giddy in such travels so, its better I sleep sometime.”

We were interrupted by the announcement from pilot regarding the take-off and we were asked to switch of cell phones and fasten seatbelts. The usual routine. I was true about me getting giddy but, I was also in a bad mood by seeing the evil lady’s smirk and I wanted to have some lone time.

The flight started picking up its pace and started taking off and I had my eyes closed covered with my headsets to maintain pressure and something cold touched my hands. I opened my eyes and to my surprise it was Sandy’s hands over mine and he had his eyes closed tightly as if he was scared about it.

I thought of removing his hands but, he held my hands tightly and I had to compromise as it’s a matter of seconds and the poor guy is scared. In moments, flight has reached a proper altitude and came to a normal position and only then, the guy left my hands which were a bit painful due to his strong hands pressing hard. He looked at me sheepishly and said,

“Sorry. It’s the first time. Don’t take me wrong.”

“Ha. That’s ok.”

“Thanks. “

“So, you feeling giddy?”

“Better this time as my concentration was on someone who was scared.” I laughed and he laughed too.

I wanted myself to laugh a lot in this 2 hours journey to irritate Meghna and deeper, to create envy in Ravi’s mind. It wasn’t for any reason but, I have got confidence that I am much better looking than Meghna and I wanted every guy to talk with me and get my friendship so, I didn’t feel I am having any wrong thoughts.

The next 2 hours, Sandy and I were talking about all nonsense stuff and to my surprise; he seemed too bright than he actually used to look in office. He had some wide range of topics to talk about and was kind of sweet.

When it was 15 minutes to landing, Sandy whispered something to me. 

“Be careful with Meghna. She doesn’t like you coming to this trip. May be the anniversary party jealousy or something but, she tried hard to replace you by Pradeep. She even has seeded a bad thought about you to him.”

“What bad thought?” I lowered my voice too.

“That you purposefully, dressed yourself in a party-wear on anniversary and grabbed Pradeep’s opportunity by.. by..”

“By what?”

“Err. Seducing VP.”

“What nonsense!”

“I know. I know. I didn’t believe it but, he seems to believe it. He is very angry and all because of Meghna’s words.”

“So, Why should I be careful?”

“She will be looking for even small opportunity to prove you are not compatible for the work and will try to impose blame on you for anything that goes wrong.”
He was saying this and smiling and I realized; In the event of sharing the secret and me too engrossed in hearing it, We have moved too closer and his mouth was right nearby my ear and the hot breath was felt in my ear. And then, as he tried to move on, I thought of saying thanks and turned towards him and he towards me and it resulted in his arms dashing right over my breasts and the speed we both turned created in a strong impact and I know he must have felt my pushup bra and the flesh with his arms pressing them.

He swiftly moved aside. All blood has flushed from his face. He knew what he touched.

“Sorry. Sorry. I just turned to say don’t show to anyone even back in office she is jealous. She has ears all over. I am sorry.”

I was embarrassed to hear a guy saying sorry for touching my breasts and I felt like a fool.

“Hmm. Thanks for the heads-up Sandy.” I said just this and with God’s grace, pilot announced about fastening seat belts again for the landing. And I turned straight and concentrated with the landing.


We landed down and picked the luggage and moved on to the cab that was waiting and Sandy without looking at my face got in the front. Meghna moved in the back seat from left side and was waiting for Ravi to enter. But, Ravi came to the right side and asked me to get in the car while holding his mobile for some call.

I entered in. Meghna moved towards the window. There was only one place left for Ravi. Meghna stared at me as if to burn me alive. She looked like such a bitch wanting to sit near him. I was not having any desire to sit near him or anything but, I was happy that I am going to sit near him for the next 2 and half hours bumpy mountain ride to Shimla just for making Meghna irritated. And Ravi came in and sat near me and his rich perfume fragrance hit my senses marking the beginning of the road trip.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 28 – Bra Chat

(POV – Ajju)

Arrgggg.. 

How many times will I say I am embarrassed of my deeds and I am feeling guilty. It bores even me. This chat thing has become some sort of addiction. Something that makes me happy when I do and shameful after done. But, I can’t resist the very next opportunity to chat. I am convincing myself every time and justifying saying, “Ha. That guy is some unknown. What problem is it going to be?” 

And, I am saying this. Because, it’s almost noon and I have logged on to my fake mail again. Looking at previous chats and recent bra pic mail. Even after a night of lovemaking and 2 times of hand-shaking in the morning, my cock still remains hard, waiting for Gautham to be online. 

Now, Gautham is online. 

I started holding my breath. It took a full one minute to receive the sound that made my cock twitch.

“Ping”

“Are you there?”

“Haan.”

“My Damn God. Why did you send that pic to me? Are you an idiot?”

What?! This wasn’t the reaction I was waiting for.

“What?”

“How can you send that pic to me?”

“…”

“God.”

“What happened?” Now, I started to feel sorry. What else can I do.

“I am already missing my wife who has gone to her mother’s house. And I am desperately thinking hard to imagine her while I masturbate and all I can think about is your hot wife you bastard.”

I sighed.

“Now, you have sent this image of her bra and I feel like I will never be able to look into my wife again when she is in her bra and stop myself from thinking about your wife instead.”

“Ha”

“I am serious man. You have a smoking hot girl and even the bra selection shows what an awesome company she would be in bed. I feel all I think about nowadays is your wife.”

“Ha-ha.” What a worst husband I am. 

“Tell me. Why did you send that pic?”

“Just felt like sending you. I saw her bra nearby and felt like knowing your comments.”

“What? Nearby? It isn’t an old pic?”

“Ya” 

“So, you are back to where you belong? And with her right now?”

My God. What have I done. 

“Reply bro. Are you back?? I know you weren’t in India before”

Can’t hide anymore. “Yes. I am back in India.”

“God. So, You will be having Aishu each night hereafter. God. So, I can’t talk with you as I did before L And All I can do is think of all chats and jack-off. Hell. It’s even waste of logging to this mail ID.”

“What?? No No. For next few days, I will come online in nights.“

“Why? Isn’t the hot wife with you?”

“Yeah. But..”

“Has she gone somewhere?”

*sighs* “Yeah. She has.”

“Cool bro. Then, I have some time to chat with you”

“Yes. Yes.”

“If it’s just few days, can we be more open? Can I ask more direct questions that I have been waiting to ask?”

I felt curious of knowing what is more open than we have thought about.

“Yes. Sure.”

“Is Aishu natural or clean?”

“Hmm. Natural mostly.”

“God. I love hairy Indian bitches. But, no offence, your wife is not a bitch but a bomb.”

“Haha. You like her that much?”

“Yes Yess Yesss Yessss. She is one hell of a woman. Then, Does she uses swear words?”

“What?”

“Swear words in bed? Like, Fuck me Fuck me. You bastard fuck my cunt.”

“Yes she does.”

“Will you do something for me? Please Arjun. Please don’t say no.”

Getting more curious. 

“Yes. I will.”

“Sure?”

“Sure.”

“Please send me Aishu’s latest pic and then, talk to me for few minutes as Aishu.”

“What?”

“Please Please bro. I beg you.”

You all know me better by now. I did upload the pic, I took today morning in airport. When she was sitting down in the waiting area for a coffee.



I waited for his comments.

“Aishu?”

My cock saluted seeing his message.

“Yes.”

“How are you?”

“Yeah good.”

“I am your crazy fan. Do you know that?”

“Really?”

“Yes. Really. Are you in that dress in the pic?”

“Yes.”

“Wearing push-up bra?”

“Yes. How you know? “

“Your husband said me.”

This made me hard. I know its just fantasy chat, but, a guy asking such a question and saying such an answer. Ahh.

“Oh.”

“You know how lucky he is? “

“Lucky for?”

“Getting you. You are too hot in the pic”

“Haha. Thanks .“

“You know what? Even the tiny slit your armpit created make me horny as hell.”

“mm”

“Your eyes. Your look. Your sexy hands and that armpit opening. I feel like kissing even there and taking you to bed with me. You are such a piece of art and I wanna have it at least once in life. “

“Haha. “ 

“I stopped thinking of my wife altogether, All I think about you and your beauty. You know what all I want to do you.?”

“What all?”

“I wanna come there. I wanna kiss your sexy lips that are seductive like hell in the pic.”

“Hmmm.”

“Is Chennai too hot now?”

“No. Not much.”

“Ahh My bad. If its too hot, you would wear something light and skimpy right?”

“Nope. I go out only in homely dresses.”

“Oh. So homely out and slutty in?”

“Maybe “

“Is Ajju taking enough care of you?”

I started typing yes and I changed it just to know how he speaks.

“Nope. He is such a loser. Always busy. Always work. “

“What a fool. If I have got you, I would be busy too. Working always. But, busy in fucking your tight sexy cunt and working on your boobs Aishu.”

Ahh. Those sentences as if really talking to Aishu made me shake for the third time.

“Ohh.”

“Yes. You know what? Your hubby sent me your bra pic.”

“Really????Oh God. He is too bad.”

“No no. He is too good guy. He is making others happy na.”

“Haha. Can you please use some swear words.”

“Nope. Nope.”

“Please. Arjun said you use swear words.”

“Only in bed. When he is doing something.”

“Then, ask him to do something.”

“He is sleeping.” 

“Then, shall I do something? Will you use then?”

“What will you do?”

“I will just unzip your jean and leave me hand in inside your panty and slowly rub it over your cunt. And finger my 3 fingers at the same time.”

“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.”

“Am I fingering better than him?”

:Yes. You are doing it great.” Faster shaking.

“God. Why don’t you wear some single piece dresses and send me the pics. Why you have to be homely always L “

“Who said? I wear single pieces. Even for recent tenth anniversary of my company, I did.”

“Tenth anniversary?”

“Yes.”

“Party wear? “

“Yes”

“Damn. I wish I was there. I would have laid you over the table and would have fucked you there.”

I came. And I wished to take some lone time. To think what all I have said.

“Hey bro. I got a work to do. I will come back tonight. Ok?”

“Ok bro. Sure. Thanks a lot man. I cummed once. It was really like talking to Aishu. I am too horny whenever I think of the name even. You are great.”

“Hmm. No problem. Take care.”

I logged out not knowing what stupidity I have did now. 

[masud93]

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