Adultery He was with me

[Tajkundan]

He was with me

Part 8

“Liya “ and me went the room after closing the store , both the girls are back to the normal in no time , “liya” was drinking and I was smoking  having fun usual  

That night neither “Jacob” or “Kabir” come to the store due to bad weather  i slept with “liya”

ItNext day 

Was normal until the “Jacob” arrived to the store , “liya” run and hugged the “Jacob” like kid run and hug his dad after college

“Jacob” with his muscular arms he hugged her tightly squeezing her to his big body his hands moved down to her ass and started to squeeze her ass , liya started to kiss him so passionately , my pussy was so wet just by seeing “Jacob” now seeing them I don't when my fingers started to rub my clitors  , “Jacob” looked into my eyes and smirk on his face , “liya” took him beside store towards the woods 

My nipples become so stiff , I was cursing myself why are you so wet by seeing him , you have a strong , handsome husband why are so wet , are  u slut stop thinking about him before she know it has been 1 hour since “liya”&”Jacob” have gone out ,

Oh god how long has it been since the have gone, oh why didn't they return back , did “Jacob” did some things to her , should I call cops oh I am so worried about “liya” , why is it taking so long, I need to check myself ,
“Sujatha” was shaking by fear , she went out searching them , after going a short distance she hear some morns it was “liya's” , she went to the directions sounds were coming what she shocked and felt shy 

It was dark out there “sujatha” can only see “liya” face and her face is telling everything ,
“Thap thap thap thap thap ah hahhha hhh ahhhh “Jacob your dick feels so good ahhhh harder fuck me harder ahhhahhhhahhhh your big big big cock gona tear my pussy ahhhahhhhhha
You are mosterr ahha harder  don't stop keep going yeah yeah like that go harder ahhh

“Sujatha” see and hearing the way they fucking how “liya” screaming she thought  is he that good that she going crazy like mad women how big is he down there why the hell she keep on saying big big cock , “sujatha” was all wet she started to rub her clitors and watching them in the dark without making sound after a while Jacob cum on “liya” after knowing they are finished “sujatha” run back to store before they find out 

After a 30 minutes are so the return to the store together holding hands , “Jacob” took what he want and pay the bill and before he looked at me he has the same smirk on his face looking towards me I just put my head down he left ,
Sujatha was till in trance at she saw in the woods she still hear “liya” screaming sounds , her pussy was liking her juice like a founten , she just went to the restroom back of the store and started to finger herself thinking about fucking she just saw oh oh oh oh she had a high intense orgasm of her life she just rested on the toilet sit for while after that when she as back to normal she return to store “liya” given her a pad thinking she had period because she took alot of time in rest room 

“Sujatha” took it felt shy right then uncle “dileep” had arrived the all are back to normal ,

Kabir and sujatha were in bed next to each other she wanted to have sex but how could she doesn't that after agree that they will have sex only in weekend ohh ohh she was frustrated and went to restroom and started pressing her big boobs and fingering her pussy 
She was so horny her body was on fire of lust she finger herself for long long time just thinking about “liya”& “Jacob” sex hookup 
After having a multiple orgasms she went to bed,

Next day when she went to the store to her shock “Jacob” was already there sitting and having a coffee with “liya” , she went there and greeted both of them with a smile ,”Jacob” just nodded after talking for some time again they went back in the woods , ohh they gonna do it again today oh god why my pussy started to leak again ahhh , her self conscious is scolding her,  you slut why are doing this you have a such a good husband who take care you every needs and fucks very good but still you want a another men , don't cheat on “Kabir” , he will die if he finds out stop stop stop thinking , “sujatha” look at her face in mirror her mind is curse her to stop from going to the woods her lust is started to take her, she is trying so hard to not to go , but her pussy keep on leaking by the thought of both of them oh just 5 minutes I will see them just 5  by telling herself she went to the woods,

Within minutes she find them  there was a full moon in the sky now she can see everything the both are naked and “Jacob”is fucking her in doggie style she was screaming her lughs out ohhh ohhh ahhh so good soo good babe fuck me deeper oh it feels sooo good your big black cock is soooo good. Ahhhhhhahhh I am coming again aahhhh ahhha “liya “ had multiple orgasm still now but monster on her may not had once I guess the way he is fucking her so hard he is a bull ohh God look at his body oh he is indeed monster oh those abs , big broad  shoulders , big biceps , he is looks so strong ahh ahh “sujatha” had a another orgasm by just looking at them oh how can he be like this his moving is hips like thunder speed oh this slut “liya” screams are becoming so loud ohh ohhh  fucking heat was all around of there three of them, even in this cold weather all three of the are sweting like crazy in sex heat in their bodies oh oh fuck me harder “Jacob” go deeper ohh I love your big cock ahhhhh ahh fatt fatt fattt fattt sounds echoing “Jacob started to slap “liya” ass so hard that within minutes her white ass was red as hell she keep asking for slap her harder ammamm slap me harder a harder ahhh ahh I love it ohhh ohhh yes like that it feels so good “Jacob”

“Sujatha” had wide smile on her face because she know why “liya” asking him to keep on slapping her ass harder because it make her pussy clench and squeeze  his big cock every time he slaps , “sujatha” have lots of memories of her own ass being spanked by her husband “Kabir” , he make her ass and boobs all red by the morning 

“Jacob” is giving liya a hell of a fuck they both are so much in lust “liya” white “hourglass body” and “Jacob” big giant muscular body both looking like “beauty and the beast “ 

After long while “Jacob” stopped and removed his cock from behind her she went down on her knees and getting ready  give him a blowjob oho oh what the hell oh god what is that thing ahhh hhh “sujatha” come by just looking at that thing oh god after she had an orgasm her eyes are still locked to the “Jacob” big dick she was in shocked and mesmerized by the size of it ohh how how is he this big  this big oh god she had a another one, “liya” was giving blowjob to “Jacob” with so much passion , she couldn't take even half of his dick in mouth it's so thick for her to take it but still she trying so aggressively , 

“Sujatha” astonished by “Jacob” big black dick it was as thick as her husband “Kabir” but it is so big then she still seen even her boyfriend in college didn't have such long cock biggest size she held was 8 inch but “jocab” cock is like a “forearm” so thick and long full of veins , “liya” couldn't have taken all the dick in her pussy for sure it is to big and thick for a young girl to take it in,

“Sujatha” thought can I take it , does it fit me oahhh ahhha hahhh she was nearing a orgasm she hear a roar she look at them seem like “Jacob” is going to come he was screaming in pleasure ohh “liya” you suck so good ahhh take it take it ahhh “sujatha” all near she forget start to moan louder both of them had a climax when open her eyes “Jacob” was looking at her , “sujatha” felt a jolt started to run back to store did he hear me? Did he see me? Did he ohh she was run like hell back to store breathing heavly ,heart was pounding like a she ganna die ahh ahhha she has no energy after having so many multiple orgasm just by watching them, she had a orgasm just by looking his humongous cock, oh “sujatha” shame on you idiote why did you go to woods , started to drink water thinking did he see me , yes he did see me he had a same smirk smile on his face looking towards me , did he know I was fingering my self while watching them ? How long did he know ohh “sujatha” control your bitch in you , oh What the hell why is my pussy still leaking ahh ahhh god , why is it not stoping 
His cock is not going out of my mind  , slut stop thinking out him you have good loyal husband , be faithful to him you pig “sujatha” ,scolding herself looking in mirror  , door opened both of the are return she went and given both of them a energy drink with a cunning smile 

Liya:- oh thank you (she was bit puzzled )

“Jacob” know it was tease from “sujatha”

Jacob:- you know exactly what I want right know “sujatha” 

She just smiled and jocab left the store after that “dileep” uncle has arrived looked both of them greeted hello by then “Kabir” also had arrived pickup “sujatha”

Even still “sujatha” leaking continuesly without a break , she went running in to her house and take a shower for almost an hour , after having long hot shower she was back to normal
 
“Kabir” wondering  why is she taking so long to have shower , just then “sujatha”entered wearing sexiest lingerie just by looking at his wife “Kabir” cock was rock hard ohh  he try to control him self , why is she doing this ? Did she forget about only weekends promise ? After dinner they went to bed “ sujatha” jumped on “Kabir” like a hungry cheetha 

Kabir:-  hey honey contro yourself I know you are horny right now but did forget the promise we made only weekends thing

Sujatha:- to hell with promise I want your cock now fuck me babe just fuck me with your thick cock plzzzzzz plzz 

Kabir:- ohh honey it just been two days you can't control another three days babe 

Sujatha:- three day no I want your cock give me , give it to me

She was struggling with him but “Kabir” was strong man he held her in his arms tightly 

Kabir:-babe control your self just three more days babe remember promise was on you how can I break it babe 

Sujatha:- I can't control any more 

she pushed him started finger herself infront of his husband , “Kabir” was shocked at the behaviour of her and went near her started to leak her pussy with mouth still she had argasm , she was thinking “Jacob” cock while her husband leaking her pussy oh god how dirty wife am i , she started crying telling sorry to “Kabir” 

Sujatha:- I am sorry honey I am very sorry please forgive me ohh plz ohh she climazed

Kabir:- oh honey it's ok I can understand after having sex daily every day if we stop so suddenly our body will go crazy , I also  want to fuck  you badly , I am so horny right now but I trying to control myself saying that he hugged her , forcely tried to avoid her and slept.

“Sujatha” again fell in love with his husband because “Kabir” won't let her go even in her monthly periods they use to have shower sex in bathroom , he was that crazy sex monster but just because she had taken a promise he was sleep leaving her , she felt very emotional and slept hugging him 

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He was with me 9.0 part

There's something different about you tonight." liya said.
"No, nothing different." I said, feeling the blood rush to my face.
"Something is different. Not hair. Not make-up...you never wear any. And you're dressed like you always do. I can't put my finger on it. But something is different." liya said pensively.
I couldn't very well tell her that it was because of having the best sex-filled weekend in recent times with my husband, and all thanks to roleplaying her and jacob. So I just changed the subject to something I saw on a tabloid cover. And liya got readily distracted.
Then when she went to the bathroom a while later, I waited for jacob to follow her. But he did not. And she came back very soon. Maybe an actual bathroom break, I thought. But a couple of hours passed, and she didn't go to the bathroom again, although she and jacob did stand outside and smoke together a couple of times, the body language between them still quite suggestive. were they taking a break from sex, I wondered. Maybe she was on her period. Yes, that had to be it I decided. And went back to the book. The clock crawled on to 3 a.m., the time after which we hardly go any customers until the shift ended. The average for the 3-5 a.m. interval was half a customer a day.
"Hey sujatha." liya said and I looked up. "jacob and I kinda want a change in scenery for our smoking. So we're just gonna take a walk down the block."
"Ok, sure." I said, and got back to the book.
I saw a car drive up, and put the book away. The driver parked the car in front of the door, bought a pack of cigarettes and left. I noticed the clock. It was 3:20 a.m. liya and jacob had been gone for there smoking break for 20 minutes! I looked at the key rack. Both keys were there. So they weren't in the bathroom. Plus I had seen them walk out of the gas station together. I got a little worried. I decided to go check out the bathrooms anyway. They were empty.
I took my cellphone and called up liya's phone. It rang under the counter where she had left it. This was odd. I decided to walk out of the gas station and look around. Maybe they were at the corner or something. I took the key to the door, locked it, just in case, and walked out of the gas station. We were located just off an exit on I-75. A little outside the town. So there wasn't much else around. On one side of the gas station was a restaurant, which was obviously closed at night. On the other side was just a wooded empty area. I first walked towards the restaurant to check the parking lot. It was empty. Then I walked to the other side. All along the pavement were thick tall wild shrubs. Behind them were the trees. I walked along the path for a while and looked straight ahead. Couldn't see them.
Worried, I started walking back, thinking about whether to call 911. I was about 50 feet from the entrance of the gas station when I heard it. A small yelp. It came from past the line of the shrubs. I strained my ears to listen carefully. A few seconds of silence and another small yelp. And definitely in liya's voice. It took me a few seconds to realize, but I did. The two of them were having sex outdoors. Somewhere in the trees past the shrubs. I heaved a sigh of relief. No reason to be worried. They were just doing it. They'll be back in another ten minutes I thought, if the bathroom breaks are any indication. I started walking back to the gas station.


an insanely violent one. Throughout her orgasm, jacob kept fucking her hard, and slowed down only half a minute or so later, when liya's orgasm seemed to have receded. jacob withdrew and got up on his feet. I thought maybe they would get dressed and come back. But liya turned around, got on her knees and brought her mouth close to jacob's big black thick dick


And I saw it. All of it. Well, as much as the darkness would let me see. Even in the darkness, I could make out how enormous jacob was down there. It seemed to have a thick bulbous head. And the length seemed at least one and a half times kabir's if not more. But what really amazed me was how thick it was. Thicker than liya's wrist. How had she managed to accommodate it, I could not imagine. It had taken me least a year to not feel any pain of kabir's dick getting use to me. And this one was just obscenely thick and big. Then liya opened her little mouth and put her lips on it. And I saw how it made her lips stretch and realized it was even thicker than I had first thought. And I could not help but let out a small yelp myself, of exclamation, in shock at what I was seeing.


liya didn't seem to have noticed, but jacob's face immediately turned in my direction. I froze, not wanting to make a move, and hoping that the darkness and the shrubs would hide me. jacob continued looking searching, moving his neck, trying to figure out where the sound had come from. And I stayed there motionless, trying not to even breath too hard. After a minute of surveying, during which liya kept sucking his cock, he seemed to have given up trying to figure out where the noise came from. And straightened his neck again.


I really did not want to get caught spying on my coworkers having sex. After jacob stopped looking in my direction, I stayed still for a couple of more minutes, watching the blowjob in progress. Then I slowly started backing out of the shrubs, trying my best to be quiet and not move the shrubs too much. Moving cautiously I backed out and found myself back on the side of the road. I had been freaked out at the idea of them catching me peeping. So I rushed back to the gas station and entered the store. Got back to my book and tried hard to concentrate on it.

He was with me part 9




"Sorry, we took so long." liya said as she walked into the store five minutes later.
"It's ok." I said, keeping my eyes firmly on the page I had been at for an hour now.
A few seconds later jacob walked in. I looked up and saw he was sweating. Sweating like he had just finished a workout which, well, he had. He ambled in my direction, and started getting behind the counter. I looked at him questioningly and gestured with his thumb towards his mouth, and came close to me.
There was a mini-fridge under the counter with stuff for us employees - water, juice, colas, etc. It was right next to my feet. I could almost feel the heat radiating off jacob's body as he stood right next to me, and bent down to open the mini-fridge. I looked at him from the corner of my eyes. A man I had seen just minutes back fully naked. And I could not help but think of his dick as my gaze moved towards his crotch..
Not that there was anything to see. jacob wore really tight clothes.track jeans, with a long almost knee-length t-shirt. The only bulge in his clothes was of his bulging out of big arms and thighs . jacob took a bottle of water out of the fridge, opened it and emptied it into his mouth. Standing next to me, over a foot taller than me, and pouring that water down his wide-open mouth he looked even more like a gorilla than usual.
"Could I have some water too?" liya said getting behind the counter. With me and jacob standing there, she could not get to the fridge.
I bent down to open the fridge, and jacob had the same idea. He bent down and reached for the fridge, but a second later than me. And his big hand hit my left breast with a mild thump. I have bigger than average boobs. Not freakishly massive, but they fill out a C-cup perfectly. So when I bent down, they were sort of suspended from my body and I was sure jacob hitting my boobs was an accident.
"Umm...sorry." jacob said in an embarrassed voice and withdrew his hand.
"It's ok." I said, marveling at how hard even that gentle accidental touch seemed to be. It had made my breast gyrate a few times. I reached down, picked up a bottle and gave it to liya, who didn't seem to have noticed what happened. jacob lumbered out from behind the counter, and walked back to the pumps. And I turned my attention to liya.
She must carry a compact in her pockets or something. Even after what I had seen, liya wrapping her lips around jacob's huge dick and sucking it, her make-up was perfect. Her lipstick seemed even and undisturbed. She had to have touched it up on her way back.
"What're you staring at sujatha?" liya said, and I realized I had been staring a little too obviously.
"Oh. Nothing. I....I like your lipstick." I said, making up an excuse. And got back to my book.
When I told Kabir what I had seen, he got a shocked look on his face .He suddenly cancelled a conference call to have sex with me. I told him in as much detail as I could what I remembered. And we tried the position of him holding my ankles up, but somehow it was too hardcore and his dick kept feeling more rock solid than usual so we just did it all night
Over the next week, it became somewhat of a ritual. At 3 a.m., liya would say they were going for a smoke and a walk. I would wait for ten minutes, then lock up the store and head to the shrubs. Make my way through the shrubs to my spot. And watch them have sex. The range of their positions amazed me. Some times jacob would fuck her standing up, holding her against a tree. Sometimes she would ride him. There were the usual positions, and of course the one where he held her ankles up, like a wheelbarrow. I would tell Kabir everything in detail and our sex life somewhat out of nowhere become more and more hardcore like animal sex beyond recognition. I don't what gotten into both of us Kabir and me are always horny even after all night fucking like animals .
One detail I did leave out was how big jacob's dick was. I was sure that Kabir might feel emasculated, even if he didn't admit it to me. So when Kabir asked me, I said "It is about the same as yours". He did not believe it at first, but I assured him “that the big monstrous black guy had a dick which was roughly the same size as his because my husband kabir dick is the thicker dick out there in the world and even jacob gorila big man do not that thick cock like my hubby kabir does ”And finally Kabir seemed convinced some what I know I lied but it's better that way then truth.
The one day, a couple of hours before leaving for work, I got a call from dileep uncle,
"liya is taking tonight off." he said. 'It will be just you at the counter."
"Will jacob be there?" I asked, wondering if the two of them had decided to spend the night somewhere else.
"Yes, he will be there.liya told me he will be just safe , I got to know lately that dileep uncle and jacob are good business partner from long time so he always visit the store ,
Dileep uncle: I wouldn't leave you alone all night, dikra." he said and hung up.
jacob and I exchanged just pleasantries and nod when the shift began. We never talked much anyway. And I didn't smoke, so couldn't join him on smoking breaks. I just took care of business and read my book as jacob manned the pumps.
At 3 a.m., as per habit, I looked outside, expecting to see liya and jacob together preparing for their smoke-sex-walk. But then I realized liya hadn't come in tonight, so that was not going to happen. I got back to my book when the door opened. jacob poked his head in and said,
"Be back in a bit."
I nodded. He nodded back, and ambled away. In the same direction he went in every night with liya. But there was no liya with him. That puzzled me. Why was he going there alone? Maybe he was actually going just to have a smoke and stretch his legs, I decided. He would be back soon.
Fifteen minutes passed and he still wasn't back. That really puzzled me. What was happening? I wondered if liya, despite taking the night off, had still decided to make their nightly outdoor sex date. Maybe they were in those trees right now, like every night, having sex. Or maybe it was some other woman jacob had called over. My curiosity got the better of me and I decided to investigate.
I locked the store and walked towards the usual spot. Got into the shrub, and squat-walked slowly past them taking my usual route. Moving past the last shrub, where I usually watched everything from, I came to a stop. And looked straight ahead among the tress at the spot they usually had sex at. But it was empty. Confused, I was about to turn around when,
"You're here." I heard a voice say close to me. I turned my neck and saw jacob sitting on the ground near a shrub about 5 feet away from me.
"Ummm..." I couldn't think of what to say.
"Been waiting."
"What?" I said.
"I've been waiting for you to show up." jacob said, looking at me with a piercing gaze.
"I was just....looking for you to....for some help...with some boxes.....of chips." I said, managing to string a story together. And once I got it strung, I continued confidently. "I needed your help to get some boxes of chips out of the storage closet."
"No, you weren't." he said matter-of-factly.
"Yes, I was." I said, resolved to stick to the official response.
jacob put his palms on the ground, propped himself up slightly and moved sideways until he was seated right next to me. Then he turned to face me and said,
"I know, sujatha." He pronounced my name almost perfectly.
"What are you talking about?" I asked angrily, deciding offense was the best defense.
"I know you watch." he said.
"Nonsense." I said.
"Okay well. Someone watches. Every night. I know that. From this very spot. It's been too dark for me to know exactly who. But I had a guess. Turns out my guess was right." jacob said with the logical elegance of a prosecution attorney making his closing argument.
I had no idea what to say. I was panicking. And I was in a very uncomfortable position, sitting on my haunches. So my face was sort of bent forwards out of the shrubs. jacob was however seated quite comfortably. And he was looking at me, waiting for the defense attorney's response.
"Well...I....sometimes...maybe..." I was having a tough time stringing this story.
"Sometimes? Maybe? No. Every night. Definitely." jacob said. This was the most I had ever heard him speak. His voice still had that phlegmatic lazy tone though, that of a man perpetually struggling to keep awake.
"jacob.............shut up!" I said a little too loudly, in a flourish of eloquence.
He furrowed his brow, and brought his face very close to mine. I could see from his face that he was annoyed. And he had the right to be. He had caught me red-handed, and yet I was the one being combative.
"Why?" he asked calmly.
"Why? You mean why shut up? Or why do I...." I trailed off.
"Why?"
I shifted uncomfortably on my haunches.
"You see my husband and I..." I started saying, but the sentence never got completed.
jacob's face, which was already close to me, leaned ahead and he put his lips on mine. A small bolt of electricity....or maybe it was panic....ran up my spine as he reached around with his big hand, put it on the back of my head, and drew my even closer, locking us into a kiss. I wanted to struggle and yell. I wanted to break away and run. I wanted to do a thousand things.
But at that moment, locked in my first ever kiss with anyone apart from my husband, a forbidden kiss with a co-worker, also the lover of another co-worker, I found myself unable to move. All I could think of was how his thick rough lips pressing against mine, felt so passionate and almost assertive. A strange wave of pleasure was washing over me, and it started cresting when I felt his thick tongue dart into my mouth and gently poke at my tongue.
My tongue stayed back shyly at first, like a turtle reluctant to peek out of its shell. But jacob's tongue kept inquiring, gently as well as urgently, and I did not even realize when my tongue finally got over its reticence. And started playing with jacob's. Once I responded with my tongue, jacob pushed my head even harder towards his, and his lips pressed and caressed my lips hard. He then slid his slips lower and bit my lower lip with his teeth very gently. And then got back to a lip-to-lip kiss. My mind made a note - this is a way hotter kiss than any I have had with kabir.
kabir!
As soon as the name flashed into my head, I came to my senses. I withdrew my tongue and pulled my head back. jacob kept the pressure on the back of my head, but I pulled back again. And he let go. I had pulled back with a lot of power, so when jacob let go, I fell backwards, still on my haunches, but my back resting against a shrub. I let out a loud gasp for breath as I realized how breathless I was. And how fast my pulse was racing. jacob sat where he was, looking at me intensely.
I stared at him for a few seconds, regaining my breath. My eyes must have been alternating between confusion and panic. Finally after what seemed like ages but was no more than 5 seconds, I got up. Turned around and started making my way out of the shrubs rapidly, hoping jacob would not follow me, or grab me again. He did not. A few more seconds and I was out of the shrubs. I ran, ran hard like a sprinter, towards the gas station. Opened it, got behind the counter, and stood there red-faced, trying to catch my breath.
What had just happened? Why did he kiss me? Had he forced himself on me? Hadn't he? How could I let this happen? I was a happily married woman in love with my husband.
"No. You stay out. Stay out!" I yelled as I saw jacob opening the door trying to walk in.
"sujatha. It's not big deal." he said calmly.
"It is a big deal!" I said.
"No, it ain't!" jacob said.
"I am a married woman. Happily married." I said in such a high pitched voice that it grated even my nerves.
"Yes. I know." he said.
"Don't do that ever again!" I said.
He kept quiet. He was standing a few feet away from me across the counter, looking at the floor. We were both silent for a few minutes.
"Wasn't all me." he finally said.
"What?" I asked.
"It was not all me. You were kissing me back too. And the tongue...." he continued.
"Shut up, jacob! I wasn't kissing you back. There was no tongue. Just shut up!" I said, raising my voice again.
"I'm gonna be outside." jacob said in response and walked out of the store. I glared at him angrily as he left, and kept glaring through the glass wall even after he was standing near the pumps.
The next morning, kabir didn't ask me what I had seen, because he knew liya had taken the night off. I did open my mouth many times to tell him what had happened. Tell him about the kiss. Apologize. Maybe even quit the job. But for some reason, I did not. This was a completely new situation for me. I had never had to confess anything to kabir. I had never done anything wrong. Even here, I didn't know if I had done anything wrong. If I told him, maybe kabir would overreact.
I wallowed in guilt and confusion all day until we finally fell asleep after lunch. When I woke up at 7, kabir was already getting ready. It took me a few minutes to sort out in my head if that kiss with jacob had actually happened, or if it had been a dream. When I realized it had been true, I started dreading the thought of going to work and facing jacob again.
"Please sujatha dikra." dileep uncle said on the phone, "You have to go tonight. liya isn't coming today either."
"But dileep uncle...." I protested. I had called up hoping to miss work.
"Please. Who will I find on such short notice. I would have gone myself, but I am in Savannah for some work."
"Can't anyone from your family and friends..."
"No one is available. Please. At least until midnight. After that if your head still hurts, just close up and go home. But you know the 10pm-midnight traffic is important."
"Okay fine, dileep uncle." I said reluctantly. He had been nice to me, given me a job risking his neck. I could not ignore his pleas, especially when I did not actually have a headache."
From the minute Kabir dropped me off at work, I was on pins and needles. Jacob was there. But his behavior towards me was normal as if nothing had happened. I opened my book and tried hard to concentrate on it as jacob was outside fueling cars. I was thankful when customers walked in because it offered a bit of a distraction.
But for the most part, I kept obsessing over what had happened. My mind, as if on a loop setting, kept replaying the kiss over and over for me. As I remembered the kiss multiple times, I could not deny that along with the guilt, there was also an element of arousal. A part of me kept getting turned on at how amazing that kiss had felt when it was actually happening. How I had responded to his tongue with mine. How his lips felt, very different from Kabir's. How his stubble felt against my face. And how his warm breath felt. With every mental replay, the kiss seemed more and more magical in retrospect. And that in turn made me feel even guiltier. It was a hopeless spiral.
Every time I looked at jacob outside, my heart raced. And my guilt grew. A little past midnight, I was a complete mess, almost having an anxiety attack. Even the customers started noticing and asking if I was feeling okay. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed some time to myself. So I picked up the bathroom key and went there, to get away from it all and sort out my mental mess.
Okay, be rational, sujatha, I said to myself. There is no need to be this anxious. So you kissed a guy. It just happened. You didn't mean to. And so what if you responded and got turned on by it? You have never even kissed another man. It is natural to react with some excitement. The important thing is to keep it all in perspective. It was JUST a kiss.
But was it just a kiss, I asked myself. It seemed like so much more. Yes, because it is the only time you have kissed anyone apart from Kabir. But don't obsess over it. It was a weird situation, it was dark, you were outdoors, surprised, and you just got carried away. It can't have been as great as you're making it out to be, replaying it over and over again. Maybe you should just kiss him again and get it out of the system.
What? Kiss him again? How will that solve things? It will solve things because you have been building that one kiss up too much. Look at him. He is a fat ugly slob. There is no way you can find anything remotely attractive about him. Kiss him again, in full light, and you will see how ordinary it is. And just get it out of your system. Yes, maybe that is a good idea. Just get it out of the system. And then tomorrow, liya will be back and they can get back to whatever they do. As far as I am concerned, I should just get it out of my system. And soon, before I lose my resolve.
Resolutely, I walked out of the bathroom and walked to the front. There were no customers around and jacob was standing near the door smoking a cigarette. I marched up to him, holding the key tightly in my fist. He looked at me as I came to a stop near him.
"What?" he said, blowing a puff of smoke out confused at the weird look on my face.
"I need to get it out of my system." I said in a rehearsed voice.
"Huhhh?"
Looking at his face, my resolve melted momentarily. But I reminded myself - get it out of your system. I took a few steps until I was right in front of him. Then I got on my tiptoes, closed my eyes, and puckered my lips, waiting for him to kiss me.
"sujatha...I don't think.." he started saying, but by now I was committed to the moment. I reached up with my hand, towards his head that stood a foot above mine, and pulled his face closer to mine. His lips touched mine and another kiss started.
That voice in my head that said this would be ordinary? Stupid, stupid and wrong. A few seconds into the kiss, jacob started kissing me back and again, I felt tiny bolts of electricity shoot through me. jacob bent down, put one arm around me and drew me close until I was pushing against his big belly. He then flicked the cigarette away from his fingers and wrapped his other arm around me, holding me in a tight embrace, as the kiss went on and on.
Again, his tongue probed mine, and again my tongue responded. Again, I felt his stubble, his breath on my face and it turned me on. Forget being ordinary, this kiss felt even better than the previous night. He was also caressing my back gently with his big rough hands, and it added to my state of excitement. And he kissed me alternating between really hard and then gently rubbing his lips over mine.
I had been feeling something rub against my stomach, but I ignored it until it became impossible to ignore. Then my mind got around to analyzing that feel and returned the verdict - what you feel against your stomach is his erection, which, based on recent changes in hardness and reach, seems to be growing really fast. Erection? That made me snap out of it.
I broke the kiss, freed his grip around my back, and took two steps back, gasping to catch my breath. I almost stumbled and realized that the kiss had made me feel light-headed. I thought I would topple over backwards and fall when jacob reached out with his hand and steadied me.
"You okay?" he asked. I nodded. Neither of us said anything. And I walked back inside the store.
My mind went from being chaotic to just completely blank. I had aimed for getting it out of my system. Instead I had suffered system overload. My mind just shut down completely, and I sat at the chair behind the counter, staring dumbly into nothingness. I don't know how much time passed by with me in a state of mental stasis when a customer came in. Asked for a pack of Camel lights. I mechanically reached back and fetched it for him, and took his

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 money. I did not even respond when he wished me goodnight. He left and I went back to just sitting there dumbly.
I could not even bring myself to introspect. It just seemed too much to process. The only thing my mind communicated to me over the nex

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"Oh sujatha ..."
"Oh jacob...fuck me...fuck me harder with that big black dick..."
"Yes sujatha , your jacob is fucking you hard and hard and harder."
"Yes jacob yes right there jacob..."
"Ohh...I am cumming sujatha , I am cumming."
"Cum inside me jacob, cum inside me."
And kabir deposited his seed into me. I felt his dick harder than ever, we now adays started doing roleplay sex me as jill and kabir as jacob some how it made our bed time made more wilder and hotter kabir shooting sperm deep inside as I was bent over the toilet in our bathroom. Once he got done cumming, he took his dick out and stepped back, breathless. I stayed like that, bent over for a few seconds, and got up, also regaining my breath.
"I'm hungry, let's eat." kabir said and walked out of the bathroom. I cleaned up and followed him. A few minutes later, we were both dressed and sitting at the dining table eating. We ate silently, occasionally kissing each other. I wondered if kabir had noticed. He had. Because a while later he said,
Kabir : "I noticed.... you were calling me jacob a lot more today than you usually do."
I didn't say anything
Kabir: "You were also talking dirty way more than usual."
Sujatha :"So? Do you mind?" I asked.
Kabir :"No, it's just....interesting. You really seem to be getting into this roleplay."
Sujatha : "Is that so? Well you on the other hand switched somewhere in the middle from calling me liya to calling me sujatha ." I replied.
Kabir :"Oh...did I? Are you sure?"
Sujatha :"Don't pretend like you didn't notice."
"Hmmm." he said and kept eating. And I was glad I had dodged a bullet by turning it around on him. For a moment I had thought I would give in and just confess everything to him
Not that "everything" had happened. jacob came into the bathroom last night, hugged me and started kissing me again. I kissed him back. Then his hands, which were first confined to my back, started wandering. First rubbing my back, then my shoulder, then my neck. All of which added to the pleasure of the kiss. Then he brought one hand to the front, between the two of us and cupped my left breast over my clothes.
I let out a moan at his hands holding my breast, and moaned more when he brought his other hand in the front too, and both his hands were playing with my boobs. He turned me around, so I was facing away from him, and brought his hands in front of me, playing with my boobs over my clothes again. I turned my face upwards and he started kissing me as his hands continued to attack my boobs. I could now also feel his erection pressing against my back and involuntarily, I reached behind with my hand and felt it over his clothes.
As soon as he felt my hand on his crotch, he took one hand off my breast, and with it unzipped his jeans. He took his big thick dick out and guided my hand under his t-shirt. And I touched it. Touched the first dick apart from my husband's after marriage , I could feel it's unbelievable girth. The thick veins running along it. And as I ran my hands up his dick, I felt for the first time how unendingly long it was. My fingers just kept going and going. Until I reached the tip. The helmetlike head. That touch seemed novel, because kabir was uncircumcised and his foreskin did not pull back over the head of his penis. Even being thick cock if it did, I doubt if the sheer volume of jacob's dick could compare to kabir.
kabir!
I took my hand off jacob's dick at once, and tried to break the kiss. He sensed my resistance, but did not let go, at least not at once. His head and his lips still weighed down on mine and his hands still mauled my boobs. I resisted harder, breaking the kiss and saying,
"Stop!"
At once, jacob let go. His hands came off my boobs and dropped by his side. I stepped away from him, turned around and said, almost yelling,
"I can't do this! I can't do this!"
"Okay." jacob calmly said and starting tucking his dick back into his pants and buttoning them up.
"I am married! I love my husband!" Now I was shrieking.
"Yeah, okay."
"I can not absolutely can not do this." I said, my eyes filling up with tears.
"Got it." jacob said. He was done buttoning up his pants. He took a step in my direction and I recoiled in fear that he was going to force himself on me. But he took another step past me and towards the door. Opened it and walked out without saying anything.
I helped myself to a nice long cry in the bathroom, feeling overcome with guilt about how far I had gone. And shuddering at the thought of how much further I might have gone. Cursing myself for the stupid idea of "getting it out of my system". It was as if I had fallen under a spell. Thankfully, I was out of it.
I washed my face and went back to the store. jacob was near the fuel pumps. Thankfully he stayed there all night and out of my way. For the rest of the night I berated myself for coming so close to cheating on my husband. Well, in a way, by kissing jacob I had already cheated on him in one sense. But I would have been devastated had I gone any further. He was such a wonderful man. Why would I want to jeopardize my marriage with him for some random fat slob?
By the time kabir picked me up, I had worked myself up into a combination of a lot of guilt and a lot of appreciation of what a wonderful man kabir was. So when he got home, I almost jumped him in a way I never had. As tired as he was, he responded. He took me to the bathroom and started taking my clothes off. He first started off calling me liya, but I didn't respond. However as our sex progressed I started getting into the roleplay too and started calling him jacob. And this time I actually mentally pictured that it was jacob fucking me.
Kabir :"You know, I hope you aren't getting the wrong idea by this roleplay." kabir put his plate in the sink and said.
Sujatha :"What do you mean?"
Kabir :"Well, I am not one of those men who wants to share his wife with another man."
Sujatha :"Of course. What kind of a man would want to?" I said, surprised.
Kabir :"There are some men. Willing cuckolds. I just don't want you to think that I am like that." he said.
Sujatha :"I know you're not, kabir."
Kabir :"But I will admit, that I like to fantasize about someone else having sex with you." 
 I was shocked 
Sujatha :"Huhh??" I said, genuinely surprised.
Kabir :"You know why I switched from saying liya to sujatha when we were having sex? Because I switched to imagining that I was some other man, jacob, fucking you."
Sujatha :"But you said that you're not..."
Kabir :Cuckold…
"Yes. That is the point I am trying to make." kabir sat down on the chair and looked in my eyes, "It is one thing to fantasize. For me to fantasize that you are being fucked by someone else. or for you to fantasize that I am fucking someone else. Or someone else is fucking you. But rest assured, all this is only for fantasies."
Sujatha :"Okay." I said, getting his point.
Kabir :"I would never share such a perfect woman." he put his arm around my shoulder and kissed me, "with anyone in the world."
The conversation further drove home the point - I could not any mistake like the previous night repeat. If kabir found out how far I had gone, he would flip his lid. If I had gone any further, he would have killed me. I just needed to put an end to it all. No more even thinking of kissing jacob. And when liya got back, no more spying on them. It was goin
g to be just me and my books from now on.

[Tajkundan]

He was with me 10.1


That night when I reached the gas station, I was relieved to see liya at the counter. Oh thank god she was back. Now jacob could focus his attention on her and leave me alone. I greeted her with a little too much enthusiasm and it surprised her.

"Good to see you too, Sav." liya said, squirming uncomfortably in my tight embrace. I had never hugged her before.

"I am so happy you're back." I said, letting her go.

"Couldn't stand this place without me, eh?" she said.

"You have no idea."

That night things seemed to go back to normal. jacob seemed to have taken my refusal from the previous night in his stride and he got back to focusing on liya. They took lots of breaks, maybe to make up for the previous night, and disappeared for their tree-side romps three times that night. I was happy to ignore them and focus on my book. The night went by uneventfully and I was glad things were back to the way they were supposed to be. The next few nights also went by like that and I almost forgot my kisses with jacob as if they had been part of a bad dream.

"Dileep wants to see you in his office." liya said without taking her eyes off the tabloid as I walked in for the shift about a week later.

"He is here?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah. In his office." she said.

I was surprised. dileep uncle had never been around at night since jacob started visit at nights. In fact he hadn't been in town too much, spending a lot of time in Savannah for some work related to his other gas station. And even when he was around, he had never really called me to his office for anything. I knocked on the door.

"Sujatha , yes come in please." I noticed the absence of his usual 'dikra' while addressing me. I thought he had forgotten. "Please close the door and have a seat."

I walked in to see dileep uncle looking at his computer monitor intently with the mouse in his hand. I closed the door as per his instructions, and sat down in the chair in that tiny office space.

"Just give me a second" he said. I sat in silence for a couple of minutes as he kept working on the computer. "Ok done. Yes."

"Yes dileep uncle?" I said, smiling politely.

"So Sujatha . How are you doing?" he asked, smiling broadly. Again, no dikra, I noted, my sixth sense tingling a little.

"I am fine."

"Are you enjoying work here?"

"Yes, it is good."

"And how is Kabir?"

"He is fine too."

"A lot of work, is it? Very tired with work?"

"Yes, he does keep busy." Where was this going, I wondered.

"How are you two doing? I mean marriage wise?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Happy marriage? Are you happy with him?"

"Yes, I am very happy with him." I said, now thoroughly confused.

"He keeps you happy?"

"Yes, he keeps me happy."

"He keeps you........satisfied?" dileep uncle asked, taking a pause and then breaking out into a suggestive grin.

I stayed silent and frowned at him.

"Well, does he keep you satisfied?"

"Dileep uncle, I don't know what has gotten into you. What sort of question are you asking me?" I said, offense showing on my face.

"It's a simple question, Sujatha . Does your husband keep you satisfied?"

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Because it seems like he does not."

"What???" I said loudly, getting off the chair.

"If he kept you satisfied, you would not have affairs with men."

"What nonsense is this, dileep uncle? I am a happily married woman. I am leaving!" I said, pushing the chair back in anger. I turned around to open the door and storm out when he said,

"Does a happily married woman do this?"

I looked back and he was turning the monitor screen towards me. I watched the scene on it, my heart sinking. The picture was in black and white and was grainy, like surveillance camera pictures usually are. It had been captured by the camera placed inside the store, pointing towards the counter, and thus also capturing the spot outside the glass door.

Jacob was standing there smoking a cigarette. Then I came into view. I got on my toes and raised my face towards his. A few moments later I pulled his face down and kissed him. As the tape rolled I realized how long the kiss had lasted.

"I can explain." I spluttered, taking my hand off the doorknob.

"I don't think there is any need to explain," he said. "You are having an affair with Jacob."

"No I am not. This was just a mistake."

"A mistake? So you accidentally pulled his face down and kissed him for almost two minutes?" dileep uncle said, sounding like a cross-examiner.

"No, it's a long story. You see, liya and jacob."

"liya? Don't bring that poor girl into this. She wasn't even at work that night."

"No, but it is liya and jacob who are having an affair."

"What nonsense! You and Jacob are. Now I know why when I told you liya wasn't coming, you asked if Jacob would be there."

"Please! I swear. This was a stupid mistake. A one time thing only."

"A one time thing only?" he said and reached out for the mouse. He opened another file and it opened, showing me locking the door and walking away. It was from the first night liya hadn't come. "You are not supposed to lock the store, even if it is for having sex somewhere with your boyfriend."

"I wasn't having sex with him."

"Really? So why is it that you come back..." he moved the cursor on the media player window "..a good fifteen minutes later. And he comes in right behind you. And it seems like you are having some sort of a lover's tiff."

"Lover's tiff? Please dileep uncle...." I started and then stopped. I glared at his smiling face for a few seconds and said, "Anyway, it is not any of your business."

"None of my business? When you are leaving my store closed, costing me business, to go have sex with your lover, it is my business that suffers."

"I don't want to explain myself to you. I am leaving. Consider this my resignation." I said haughtily, getting up.

"Resign if you want. I don't care. I am going to call Kabir and show this to him though." dileep uncle said, playing his trump.

"No." I said, the haughtiness leaving my voice. "Don't do that."

"Why not? The poor guy seems to be slogging his ass off at work, and here it seems like his wife is letting any Tom, Dick and jacob fuck her in the ass. Even an ex-convict . aa gangster "

"An ex-convict gangster ?" I asked, recoiling in horror.

"Yes, that's why I can’t say anything to him whenever he visits this place at night. He has been to jail a few times. He is a famous gangster now. But still, letting an ex-convict fuck you in the ass..."

"He has not fucked me in the....he has not fucked me at all!"

"So when you took off after locking the store. Or later when you disappeared again for a long time, were you two playing cards?" dileep uncle asked in a menacing voice.

"No, it was not that."

"Shut up! I have gone back and forth with you long enough. Sit down!" he said, raising his voice. I meekly sat down on the chair. "Now, do you want your husband to see all these clips? Do you?"

"No."

"Then you understand that I want something in return."

"I will work for you without any pay." I said, trying to appeal to his commercial side.

"Oh come on. You know I am going to want something more than that."

"What?"

"I am an old man but I have needs." he said, winking.

"dileep uncle! Please!" I said, shocked.

"Oh don't act so shocked. Your name might be Sujatha . But as we know, you're no Slut Sujatha ."

I couldn't say anything in response. Instead, I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"Oh don't try the crying drama on me." dileep uncle said. "Stop acting like your honor is at stake. All I am asking is that I get what Jacob gets."

"But Jacob doesn't..."

"I don't need to know what you and Jacob do. All I want is you. To myself. One night."

"I can't. Please dileep uncle, believe me, I have never slept with Jacob. Just kissed him a few times."

"A few times? First you said it was a one time mistake." he said triumphantly.

"Please. Don't do this. I will do anything you want. Anything else." I said.

"Sujatha , this discussion is going nowhere." he said, grabbing his forehead with his right hand. "Let me make it plain and simple. You do what I want. And you know what that is. One night. Tomorrow night. After that, I delete the files. If you refuse, I will show all these clips to Kabir. The decision is up to you."

"Please..."

"Stop with the pleading. It won't work. Tomorrow night, at the same time, I will be here. I want you to come dressed in a sari, with a sleeveless blouse. No pants or tshirts or anything. A nice sexy sari. If I see you dressed in a sari, I will take it as a yes from you. If not, well, Kabir will be there to drop you off anyway. I will just take him to the office and show him the clips."

"But uncle i."

"You may go now." he said with a note on finality.

I got up and walked outside, feeling as if an atom bomb had been dropped on my life. The tension on my face must have been evident, because liya saw me and asked,

"Are you okay, Sujatha ? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"I'm fine." I said getting behind the counter.

"What did he say to you? Did he do something?" she said, getting worked up.

"No liya, it's fine. Please, mind your own business." I said in a rude tone that I immediately regretted it. liya looked taken aback because I had never spoken to her like this. She also seemed hurt. It seemed like she was going to say something in response, but she stopped herself.

We both got to work, serving the customers, without talking to each other. But I kept trying to compute the calamitous trap I found myself in. What could I do? If I refused to go along with dileep uncle, he would show all the clips to Kabir. And Kabir would also conclude that I had been sleeping with Jacob. My absences on the tape for a long time clearly suggested that. On the other hand, giving in to dileep uncle. Yuck! It made me almost retch at the thought for a variety of reasons - being unfaithful to my husband, with a man much older than me, whom I had been thinking of so far as some benevolent uncle, and who was old, fat, bald and ugly. How could I do it?

Would Kabir understand and believe me if I told him the truth? Maybe he would have if I had told him right away. But I had kept him in the dark for over a week. Why would he believe me now? Served me right for being so reckless and stupid. Maybe I had no choice. But if I did hold my nose and just give in to dileep uncle for a night. Would it end there? He said just one night, but what was to stop him from blackmailing me again?

"How do I know it will be just one night?" I walked into the office, closed the door behind me, and with my arms akimbo, asked dileep uncle.

"What?" he said, looking up from the screen.

"If I agree to what you want. How can I be sure it will be just one night? What if you keep asking over and over?" I said.

"I give you my word. It will be just one night."

"But how can I be sure?"

"Do you have a choice but to trust me?" he said in an annoyed voice. "Just go back to work. I am not in the mood for this nonsense. You heard me earlier. Either come dressed in a sari tomorrow, or don't. The choice is yours."

"But how can..."

"How can, how can, how can... well you can't. You just have to take my word for it. Now get back to work, Sujatha ." he said getting up. "I am going home now so you don't bother me again."

I sighed and turned to leave.

"Oh and I forgot. Make sure you wear your mangalsutra like a slut , randi (whore ) Sujatha is supposed to."

The rest of the night I could barely pay attention to anything happening around me. Fortunately, liya was still upset with me so I didn't have to bother talking to her. The customers narrowed down to a trickle in a couple of hours. And I weighed my options, going over and over the consequences of either choice.

When kabir picked me up, he was already on the bluetooth in a conference call. He stayed busy for a couple of hours after we got home. I tried to sleep, but I could not. I was distracted all day. I stayed up all day even as Kabir slept, agonizing over my options.

"Wow! You're looking so hot!" kabir said when I got ready and came out of the bedroom. "A sari? Is there a special occasion tonight that I don't know about?"

"No, I just miss wearing saris. So I wore it today." I said the line I had rehearsed a hundred times since I made up my mind to take a chance with dileep uncle.

"Why do you look so sad?" he asked, in a worried voice.

"I am just missing India a lot. Missing home." I said sincerely. "I wish I had never come to America."

"Awww, it's okay Sujatha ." Kabir said, taking me in his arms and kissing me gently. "Just a few more months and it will be all over."

"I love you, Kabir."

"I love you too, Sujatha ."

When Kabir dropped me off at work, dileep uncle was standing at the door. He smiled and waved at Kabir, who returned his wave. I watched Kabir drive away and thought to myself "this is it. the die is cast." As I walked into the store, Paresbhai turned around and headed to his office. I walked in behind him. He noticed me only when he reached his desk and turned around.

"What?" he asked.

"Well, I am here." I said abjectly.

"So? Go outside and help liya at the counter." he cryptically said.

I went to the counter. liya was eyeing me with surprise, probably dying to know why I was dressed in a sari, but still holding the grudge from the previous night.

"liya, I am sorry I snapped at you." I said, trying to mollify her.

"Umm hmmm." she said, still looking cross.

"Please, forgive me."

"Okay." she said tersely. I knew liya. She stayed mad for a while. But once she got her apology, her anger melted away in a few hours. Of course, I didn't know what was going to happen tonight.

Honestly, I had expected that there would be no one in the gas station. dileep uncle wouldn't dare making any moves while liya or jacob were around. So I was convinced he would give them the night off, then take me to his office, and have his way with me. But that clearly was not the plan. I got to work serving the customers, waiting for the hammer to fall.

"Sujatha ." dileep uncle said in a worried voice walking to the counter, "kabir just called me."

"He did?" I said, panicking. Why hadn't he called me?

"He said he thinks he might have left the stove on at home."

"What??" I asked, confused. Why would kabir leave the stove on? He never even boiled water.

"Yes, he thinks he might have left the stove on. He asked me to take you to your house and check on it."

And it dawned on me. This was a ruse to get me away from the gas station without jacob or liya suspecting anything.

"Okay." I said tentatively.

"Come on. Let's go quickly." he said, almost rushing out the door.

I looked at liya. She had a confused experience on her face. Even she was not dumb enough to believe all that had just happened. If kabir had left the stove on, why wouldn't he call me? I am sure she smelled something fishy. But I had no choice. I walked out of the door and got into dileep uncle's car.

"Obviously, kabir did not call." he said, leering at me as he drove out of the gas station.

"Shocking!" I said sarcastically.

"So don't worry about the stove," he said.

"Dileep uncle, I agree with what you said. And I am trusting your promise of one night only. But if you expect me to take you to my house, and in my bed..."

"Oh shush!" dileep uncle interrupted. "I am not taking you to your house."

"Oh. Ok." I said and fell silent.

Ten minutes later, I was standing in the dinky lobby of a cheap motel. dileep uncle was talking to the receptionist, with cash in his hand. I thanked my stars that he had not chosen an Indian-owned motel. The sight of me and him in a motel room that night would have set tongues wagging in our tiny Indian community.

"Okay, let's go Sujatha ." dileep uncle said, putting his hand on my bare arm. I cringed at his first touch, noting that I would have to accept much worse. As we walked to the elevator, I could see the receptionist eyeing the two of us with barely concealed surprise. An ugly old man like him with an attractive young woman like me. Why wouldn't he be surprised?

We took the elevator to the third floor. When we got out I saw an old man making out with a young woman near the ice machine. They ignored us as we walked by, but watching them probably made dileep uncle feel more confident and he pressed his fingers into my arm hard, pulling me closer to him.

The room was pretty basic. A normal kingsize bed, two couch chairs, a TV and a small fridge. The room looked reasonably clean. The only thing was it seemed a little warm. The air conditioner had not yet been turned on.

Before I could notice anything else in the room, I felt dileep uncle roughly push me towards the bed. I fell on it on my back and bounced a little. He pounced on top of me and pulled my sari's pallu down. He stared at my blouse-covered breasts hungrily, but did not go for them. Instead he started kissing and biting my bare arms. Instinctively I struggled, when my ears rang out with the slap on my face.

"Listen you fucking raand. You're here as a whore for me. Stop resisting."

Instantly, tears sprang to my eyes.

"And don't you fucking cry."

He put two fingers inside the neck of my blouse and pulled hard, breaking the tiny metallic hooks.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Treating you like the whore you are." he said, pushing the open flaps of my blouse to either side. He then pushed my bra up over my breasts and said, 'Why should that black asshole be the only one who gets to enjoy these?"

And he bit them hard, making me cry out even louder.

"Slut, I told you not to act like some Sati Sujatha . I am sure you don't cry when that jacob fucks you. So what's wrong with me?"

And he got back to attacking my boobs. He bit them hard, without any concern about hurting me. Tears were still running down my cheeks. After a couple of more minutes of my crying, dileep uncle let go of my boobs and stood back.

"Okay, we aren't doing anything else until you fucking stop crying. I am not going to make you feel as if I am forcing you. If you don't stop crying, I am calling Kabir and telling him all."

"Okay, okay, I'll stop." I said, wiping off my tears.

"Good. Now get up and take that sari off." I took off my sari and stood there in my petticoat, my breasts on display with the bra cups bunched over them and the blouse open.

dileep uncle came over and pulled the cord for the petticoat. Once it was loosened, he put a finger in the waistband and pulled it, making the petticoat fall at my feet. He stared at my milky white legs and gently put his hands on my bare waist just above my panties.

"Fantastic! Just fantastic!" he said, sounding a little breathless.
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He then put his face between my boobs and started rubbing his face against them, making them jiggle from side to side. He also took my mangalsutra locket, which was resting in my cleavage in his mouth a couple of times and sucked on it. That sacred symbol of my marriage being sucked like a piece of candy seemed perverse, but I guess appropriate, given the situation I had gotten myself into. As he played with my boobs, his bald head gleamed in the dim light under my face and the few remaining hair on the side of his head brushed against my skin.

He took one hand off my waist and reached behind me to unhook the bra clasp. He fumbled with it, trying to squeeze it open. But he clearly did not have the expertise to do it one handed. So with his face still rubbing against my boobs and my mangasultra in his mouth, he reached up with his second hand, and with a lot of effort, finally managed to unhook the bra. I raised my arms as he pulled the bra and the blouse off and threw it by the side.

Then dileep uncle moved his rough hands down my naked back, until they were on my panties-covered ass. He squeezed my ass cheeks a couple of times, and then I felt his fingers slide inside the waistband of my panties. I cringed, and fought back tears as I fe

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[Tajkundan]

He was with me part 11

"Take my shirt off." dileep uncle said in a breathless and high-pitched voice, finally taking his boobs out of my bosom.

"What?"

"My shirt. Take it off." he said,

 his hands still fondling and pinching my ass inside my panties. And then his fingers reached lower and poked at the opening of my cunt.

 "Not wet yet I see. Don't worry. You get me naked and I'll get you wet."

His body was very close to mine, so I had to bend my arms completely in my elbow to reach between us and start unbuttoning his shirt. Meanwhile his left hand kept fondling my ass and the middle finger of his right hand was trying to enter my dry cunt, making me wince in discomfort. His machinations with his fingers were distracting me, so I was fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.

"Oh forget it. It'll take you until morning to unbutton it." he said,

 taking his hands out of my panties, much to my relief, and taking a step back. He rapidly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. His undershirt came off next, displaying his fat torso, covered in gray hair. 

"No need to make a face. That jacob is fatter than me, and you have no problems fucking him. And don't fold your arms like that. I want an unobstructed view of your tits. And your mangalsutra."

As I reluctantly unfolded my arms and let them drop to my side, dileep uncle started taking off his pants and then his underwear. If the sight of his shirtless torso was unappealing, the sight of him naked was just completely revolting. His fat and stubby legs, also covered with hair, seemed so unattractive that I did not even dare let my eyes wander to his crotch.

"Like it? It likes you already." he said,

 wrapping his hands around his dick and finally making me take notice. It was already erect, and why wouldn't it be? It was not too long. Average size, maybe a little smaller than Kabir's. But it was thicker. And surrounded by pubic hair so thick and gray that it reminded me of Bin Laden's beard.

"On your knees, you whore!" dileep uncle said.

"What?" I asked, gladly moving my gaze from his dick to his face.

"Get on your knees in front of me. Don't act like you don't know what you're supposed to do."

Sadly, I was very aware of what I was supposed to do. And the thought of it made me feel like vomiting. I was supposed to give this man a blowjob. As repulsive as the thought was, it also created an opportunity in my mind. If I sucked his dick really well and made him cum very early, it was possible that he wouldn't go beyond it. At least not for a while. With a newfound resolve, I got on my knees in front of him.

From up close, his crotch looked even more ghastly. And it smelled bad too. I touched his dick gingerly with one hand, and looked at it with trepidation. Was there no way I could get out of this predicament, I wondered?

"Wait a second." he said,

 and reached down to grab my mangalsutra. He pulled it up and took it off. I watched in horror as he then proceeded to wrap it around his erect dick, the mangalsutra locket resting on top of the dick of his head like some sort of a tiny helmet. The symbol of my happy marriage, now wrapped around another man's dick. Could things get any worse? Yes, they could.

"Open your mouth and take it in. Don't make me give you instructions at every step, Sujatha ." he said sternly.

I closed my eyes, and summoning the same courage with which I took yucky medicine, opened my mouth. dileep uncle put his hand on my head and jerked his hips forward, and his foul dick entered my mouth. He pushed so hard that the dick almost hit the back of my throat and the mangalsutra scbangd against my tonsils. The dick tasted even worse than it smelled. Also, a lot of his pubic hair entered my nostrils. So I felt two reactions from my body racing to express themselves - a strong gag reflex because of his dick in my mouth, and an impending sneeze, because of his pubic hair in my nostrils.

The sneeze reached there first. The harder I tried to fight it off, the faster it approached.

"Unkchooo." came my sneeze, muffled by the dick in my mouth.

"AAAAOOOOOOUUUUUUU!!!" dileep uncle pushed my head away, took a step back and started jumping up and down.

 "YOU BITCH! YOU FUCKING EVIL BITCH!!!"

Very confused, I stared as he hopped towards the bed and fell on it, with his hands on his crotch. And then it dawned on me. The sneeze had made me bite down as a reflex action. And I had, quite unwittingly, bitten Pareshbhai's dick.

"I am....I am sorry...I didn't mean to...." I said, 

getting up off my knees. A part of me was glad and even amused at what had happened, but I felt bad for the old man as well.

dileep uncle was sitting on the bed howling, his hands over his dick. I took a couple of steps towards him, and said,

"I am so sorry. It was an accident. The hair made me sneeze and..."

"You slut." he said,

 grabbing my arms very hard and getting up. 

"You stupid dirty whore." 

And then he slapped me very hard. So hard, it almost knocked me off my feet and I stumbled backwards. As he rushed towards me, I saw some blood oozing from his dick.

"Uncle, please listen. It really was a sneeze....."

Another slap. This pushed me back and I hit the wall behind me very hard. Immediately he pounced on me and put his hands around my neck.

"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" he yelled

 and started strangling me. I tried to fight back. With my hands, I tried to loosen his grip but to no avail. My throat started to constrict, and I really started fearing for my life.

More instinctively than with any sort of intent, I swung my knee forward. And I felt his testicles crush with the impact.

"UKKKKKKKK!" he screamed, drawing his breath in as his grip around my neck loosened, and his hands went to his crotch again.

His body fell forward against mine and his face slammed into my boobs as he lost his footing. I breathed hard, to recover from my choking, and in another instinctive move, as I felt his nose rub against my left nipple, I put my hands on his shoulder, and pushed him even as I kicked him hard again with my knee.

He stumbled backwards, his hands flying off his crotch as he tried to regain his balance. As he stumbled, his hands tried to grab on to what they could to prevent falling. That happened to be my boobs. His hands grabbed my boobs hard, but that wasn't enough to prevent him from toppling backwards. All it did was, pull me with him, and we both fell.

I heard a sickening thud as the back of his head hit the edge of the bed when he fell, and I landed on top of his, my face hitting his shoulder. And then his hands let go of my boobs and fell to the side.

Still trying to catch my breath from his trying to choke me, I just lay there on top of him, my head buried in his shoulder. I took a few deep breaths and then looked up at him and said,

"Please dileep uncle I, let me explain. It was an accident....."

And I noticed his open eyes were staring behind me into nothingness.

"Dileep uncle ?" I said 

inquiringly when I noticed a puddle of blood on the floor behind him. 

"Dileep uncle, please answer me!" I said, panicking.

There was blood on the floor, and I also felt a wetness along the front of my panties. I looked down and saw that his bleeding crotch had messed up my panties. I got off him in alarm, and tried to comprehend what exactly had happened. I called out his name a few more times, but his open eyes kept staring into nothingness.

I then got down on my knees and with my hands shaking, touched the side of his neck. No pulse! I felt his wrist. Again, no pulse!



"Oh shit! He's dead!" I said aloud to myself,



 as if to confirm my worst fears. As he had mauled my naked body, I had been hoping and praying that something would save me from getting violated by this monster. But I certainly wasn't hoping for this. I did not mean for him to die. And I certainly did not mean to kill him, even if it was by accident.

I don't know how long I just sat there on my knee, my mind totally blank, with my hands on my head, trying to come to terms with what had just happened. I kept closing my eyes for long periods of time, hoping that all this was just a nightmare that I would wake up from. But the sight of a dead Pareshbhai, his head still bleeding all over the carpet, refused to go away. And soon I started thinking about the consequences. And about what I should do next.

The first thing I realized was, my panties were now soaked red with blood in the front. Immediately, I got up and took them off. I then noticed there were splashes of blood all along my thighs, stomach, and some on my shoulder and hair as well, from when Pareshbhai's head hit the side of the bed. I ran to the bathroom, turned the shower on, and washed myself. Washed my body clean of any blood.

As I showered, I thought about what to do next. I couldn't call kabir. That was out of the question. I couldn't call the cops or 911. It would be obvious to even the most novice cop what had happened. I couldn't call the motel front desk, because they would call the cops. My only hope, however fleeting, of minimizing the consequences of this was Jacob . The former convict.

I got out of the shower, dried my naked body, and immediately reached into my purse for my cellphone.

"Hello." liya answered her phone on the ninth ring, sounding a little cross.

Sujatha :"liya! Oh thank god! Is Jacob there?"

Liya : "jacob ? What happened Sujatha ? Why do you sound so scared?"

Sujatha : "Please, just give the phone to Jacob if he's around." I said, the urgency in my voice very clear.

"Hello." Jacob said solemnly.

Sujatha : "Oh Jacob ! You have to help me something terrible has happened to Dileep unclel. I need your help."

Jacob : "Okay. Did you call 911?" he asked.

In the background I heard liya asking, 911? Why 911?

Sujatha : "I can't call 911. Could you please just come over and help me?"

jacob was silent for a few seconds and then said,

Jacob : "Where are you?"

Sujatha : "In the Good Knight motel off exit 83."

"Hmmm." jacob said. "Yeah, I know where it is. Room number?"

Sujatha : "302. Please come soon." I said.

Jacob : "I'm leaving right away. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." he said.


Jacob :- "The desk clerk won't just let me walk into the motel and go to a room without a key or anything. So call the front desk and tell them you're expecting someone. Give them the name Michael, not my real name. Okay?"

Sujatha :"Okay." I said.

Jacob : "And Sujatha . If what I think has happened has happened. Don't touch anything except for the hotel phone. Anything, you get me?"

Sujatha :"Okay Jacob ."

Jacob : "And I mean it. Nothing should be touched."

Sujatha : "Yeah, got it."

I called up the front desk and told them that if a big black guy named Michael came, they should send him over to the room. The desk clerk said okay, and did not seem like he sounded suspicious at all. My heart still racing, and my mind full of panic, I scanned the room to look for my clothes to get dressed before jacob got there.

I looked around the room in dismay and realized that a lot of my clothes were simply unwearable. The blood from Pareshbhai's head had oozed all over where he was lying, and there was blood on my sari as well as on my petticoat, both of which were near the bed. I had already thrown my blood-soaked panties to the side. All that was wearable was my bra, which was flung in a corner with my blouse. I went and picked it up and remembered, all the hooks on the blouse were broken because of Pareshbhai's rough handling. So practically speaking, the only garment I could wear, from when I walked into this room, was the bra.

My mind raced as I thought about the options. Even in this situation, I had no intention of being buck naked like I was, when I opened the door for Jacob . So I needed to cover up soon, before he got here. I picked up the bra, and put it on. Next I put on the blouse, and tried to adjust the front flaps so they would cover my chest as much as possible. What next, I thought, as I stood there, naked except for the bra and the torn blouse. I considered wearing something that dileep uncle had worn and taken off. But even that had bloodstains all over it. So what do I do?

Of course, the towels. I went to the bathroom where there were a couple of clean towels on the shelf. I took one and wrapped it around my waist like a skirt. Next, I took another towel and put it around my neck with the edges behind me, so it covered my chest. My stomach
 was still visible, but apart from that I was pretty well covered.

"Who is it?" I softly asked when I heard a knock on the door.

"jacob ." he whispered back.

[Tajkundan]

He was with me part 11.1

I opened the door and the big lumbering hulk that was Jacob walked in. He looked taken aback for a second at my odd appearance. A towel around my waist, and another around my neck. But then his gaze shifted to the naked body of dileep uncle , splayed on the floor at the edge of the bed.

"Fuck!" he said.

"Jacob, I swear I didn't mean to...." I started explaining, but he raised his palm gesturing me to stop.

Jacob : "It doesn't matter to me if you meant to. Or how you got here. Or what happened." he said. "All that matters is, if the security officer find out, you're screwed."

I nodded. Jacob walked around the room carefully and surveyed the mess. He then walked over to the room phone, picked the receiver up, wiped it with his t-shirt, and put it back. He then walked over to the windows and checked them. Opened the window, slid it open, and put his hand on the gauze. He shook his head, and then said,

Jacob : "Get me a napkin or a hand towel from the bathroom."

I did as I was told. He then wiped the windows wherever he had touched them, to remove his fingerprints. Then he said to me,

Jacob :"Get all the towels from the bathroom. I need to make a call."

As Jacob took out his cellphone and dialed a number, I walked into the bathroom. There were 2 more small napkins and two hand towels. There were no cleaner bath towels left. One, which I had used to wipe myself after the shower, and two, which were on my body. I came out with the hand towels and napkins, and Jacob was still on the phone. He was talking very softly, but I could still catch some bits and pieces.

Jacob : "Yeah...Indian guy......no, window has gauze....cant be removed....yeah, third floor.....exit 83......just a guy at the desk...yeah...ok."

Jacob put the phone back in his pocket and turned around to look at me.

"Those are all?" he said

, raising one eyebrow and pointing at the stuff in my hands.

"Yes." I said.

Jacob : "We need more. We gotta clean this whole room."

Sujatha :"Should I call the front desk and ask for more towels?" I asked.

"No way." Jacob shook his head.

 "We don't want him remembering that you asked for more towels." 

He looked towards the bed. "The pillowcases are still clean I guess. We'll see if they're enough."

Sujatha :"Okay. And how about the bed sheet and the blanket?" I asked.

"We need those to keep the body in. And carry it out?" Jacob said.

Sujatha :"Carry it out?" I asked.

"Yeah." he said.

Jacob : "Here's what we're gonna do. We wrap this body in the bed sheet, the covering sheet, and the blanket, so it won't ooze blood. We keep it on the side. I have called a couple of guys I know. They're coming here with a pick-up truck. They'll take the body out, and get rid of it. Meanwhile, you and I clean this room as best as we can."

"Okay." I said, surprised at how much more energetic Jacob seemed all of a sudden.

Jacob : "Also, I saw close circuit cameras. We need to disable them, figure out where the images are stored, and desJacob that computer.'

"Why?" I asked, dumbly.

Jacob :"Because no matter how well we clean the blood from everywhere else, some stain will remain on the mattress and on the carpet. And we'll be using up all their towels and napkins. They are bound to call the security officer. You don't need to leave any evidence that you were in this room."

Sujatha :"But the desk clerk will remember." I said.

Jacob : "Yes, but it'll just be his word. And I spoke to him when I was coming up. He is obviously high on weed. As long as we don't leave any photographic evidence, you should be fine."

Sujatha : "Okay."

Jacob :"There's something else. But I'll explain it when we come to it. For now, let's focus on cleaning this place up. I'll go and check the janitor's closet and see if they have any mops, pail or something there."

Jacob walked out of the room. I stood there trying to take in everything he had said. He returned a few minutes later with a pail, a mop, and a bottle of all-purpose cleaner.

"It was locked. I had to pick the lock. No towels or rags though. Just this." he kept the stuff down and said, 


"Now, help me move his body."

Jacob took the blankets and other sheets off the bed and laid them out on the ground. He carefully picked up all of dileep uncle's blood-splattered clothes, my sari and petticoat, and put them on the sheet. He then moved to a corner and started taking off his t-shirt. Then he took off his shoes and socks.

Sujatha : "What are you doing?" I asked.

Jacob : "I'll be picking up the body from the head side. Where it is bleeding. So I don't want blood soaking the clothes I am wearing. Bound to draw attention later. I am stripping down to my underpants." he said, throwing his t-shirt on the floor and then unbuckling his jeans and taking them off. I looked away, but out of the corner of my eye, couldn't help noticing how odd his huge black body full of muscular hulk bodylooked, clad in just underwear.

"OK, pick him up by the legs." Jacob said,

 and I did as he said. Looking away from the body, I picked it up by the feet. Sure enough, his upper body got dileep uncle's blood all over it, as the two of us placed the body on the blanket and sheets. Once the body was there, Jacob covered it with the sides of the sheets, much to my relief. I no longer had to look at it.

"Now, we clean." Jacob said. 

He filled up the pail with the cleaning liquid and water from the bathroom, and started guiding me about what and where to clean.

In ten minutes, Jacob had mopped up a lot of the blood from the floor. And wiped the edge of the bed. He got done with the final hand towel, put it under the sheet with dileep uncle 's body and then looked at me pointedly,

"What?" I asked, gazing at his blood-smeared underwear-clad body.

Jacob :"We're out of stuff to wipe with."

Sujatha :"So?"

Jacob :"There's no easy way to say this, Sujatha . You're gonna have to take off those towels you are wearing."

"What? No way!" I said, putting my hand on the towel covering my chest.

Jacob : "There's no other way, Sujatha . We need them to clean the rest of this up. And besides, there's bloodstains on it from the cleaning. As it is, walking out of the motel with just a towel around your waist would be inviting trouble. Add blood stains to it, and well..."

Sujatha :"But I am naked under it. I can't be naked." I said. "Give me your t-shirt. It's long enough to cover me."

Jacob :"Sure, you can wear the t-shirt when we leave this place. But if you wear it now while cleaning, you'll get blood on it too. You're just gonna have to....well...clean in your underwear like I am."

Sujatha : "No. I don't have my bra on. They got blood on them too. So if I take this off, I will be naked. I am not getting naked in front of you." I emphatically said

Jacob looked at me with a look of disappointment and shook his head. I don't think the disappointment was at not seeing me naked, but more at how stupidly stubborn I was being.

Jacob : "Okay fine. But I am gonna need those towels. So go to the bathroom, leave the towels out, and take a shower. Then you can wear my t-shirt. That way, I don't see you naked. In the meantime, I'll have all this cleaned up."

I felt a little guilty being this stubborn. But Jacob had been understanding and provided me with a way out. So I picked up his t-shirt from the corner of the room, holding it in two clean fingers. I walked to the bathroom, took off the towels and threw them outside. I closed the door, took off my buttonless blouse and bra, and started showering again.

As I got done showering, I realized I didn't have a towel to dry myself with. I had no choice but to use Jacob's t-shirt to dry myself, and then wear the same wet t-shirt on top of the bra. The t-shirt came down up to mid-thigh, and was quite loose, obviously. Even in the middle of that predicament, I could help but feel a little strange wearing a strange man's clothes. I used to wear Kabir's t-shirts at home all the time. Just t-shirts, nothing under it. It used to turn him on. Never did I imagine that I would be wearing someone else's t-shirt in a hotel room.

I decided to just get rid of the blouse. Its buttons were broken anyway, and with his big t-shirt to cover me up, I didn't need it.

"You can use this to clean too if you want." I said, coming out of my room, holding the blouse in my hand. But I saw that it was not needed. Jacob had been very efficient and cleaned up everything. There was still a dark stain on the floor where the puddle of the blood had been. But except for that, the room looked almost exactly like it did when I had walked in. Except of course, for the dead body in the corner.

Jacob looked at me with an intense gaze that made me blush. I was standing there wearing just a wet t-shirt. And although it was loose, I am sure I made quite a sight, especially with my wet hair. When I blushed, Jacob looked away and said,

Jacob :"Okay, I'm gonna wash up now. Don't touch anything. I have wiped all the prints off."

I nodded and just sat on a chair with my hands in my lap as Jacob picked up his jeans from the corner and went to the bathroom. He came out in a few minutes, wearing the jeans, and his torso wet. He didn't have a towel either.

Sujatha :"Thank you so much for this, Jacob. You have saved my life from getting ruined." I said

. When he was in the bathroom, I had been marveling about how nice and efficient he had been, helping me out of a situation like this. When he could have just walked away or refused to help.

Jacob sat down on the other chair, looked at me and said,

Jacob :"Okay, the easy part is done. Now comes the difficult part. We need to get the body and all this stuff out of here. My friends will be here soon."

"Okay." I said.

Jacob :"Now, if these windows didn't have the gauze, we could have just lowered the body from there. No one would have noticed this late at night. But we can't do that. So we have to take it through the front."

Sujatha :"But the front desk guy?" I asked.

Jacob :"Exactly. That's the difficult part. We need to get him away. Also, we need to be away from the desk, so my friend can figure out how to disable the cameras and delete everything they store. And that's where you come in." Jacob said.

Sujatha :"What?"

Jacob :"You need to get him away from the desk. And keep him away until I tell you."

Sujatha :"How am I supposed to do that?" I asked, panicking a little.

Jacob :"Well, you could ask him to show you some other room. Give him some excuse why you want another room. He will come with you to show it. Take your cellphone with you. Keep him in the room until I call you to say it's all clear. Then you tell him to stay in the room, make some excuse and rush downstairs. We'll be waiting for you. And we can just get away." Jacob said.

Sujatha :"I don't know, Jacob. It sounds a bit hard. And I am just wearing a t-shirt. I can't do it." I said.

"Well, fuck you, Sujatha !" Jacob said, 

Jacob : surprising me by raising his voice and looking upset. "Did I kill this guy? No, you did. I am here helping you out. Saving your ass from going to jail. And you're acting like it's all....

That's when his cellphone rang.

"Hello?....yeah, all cleaned up...yeah, it's ready.....but hold on." Jacob put his hand on the speaker and said to me, "They're here, Sujatha . Are you gonna keep that pothead away from the desk or not? I could just tell these guys to turn back."

Sujatha : "Okay fine. I'll do it." I reluctantly said.

Jacob : "Well, get up and go then." he said. "Take your phone with you. I'll take your purse with me when I go. And I'll give you a call when we're done."

I got up and slowly walked out of the room. My heart was pounding in my chest. I was petrified. Theoretically, the idea seemed fine. Just distract the guy. Practically, what if I couldn't make it happen? Well, I had no choice. I got into the elevator and went to the lobby.

As I walked out of the lobby, the guy at the desk looked at me. And his eyes widened in surprise. My hair was still wet and I was wearing only a loose t-shirt. My shapely legs were partly on display. It was the same guy who had seen me come in wearing a sari, so I am sure this change of attire surprised him. He kept staring as I walked up to him.

"Umm....hi!" I said, flashing him a fake smile.

"Hullo." he said warily. "Everything alright, ma'am?"

Sujatha : "Yeah. I was just wondering if you could, you know, show me another room." I said.

Desk guy :"Something wrong with the one we gave you, ma'am? You want to change it?"

Sujatha :"No, no!" I said a little too urgently. "I am okay with the room. Just needed another room."

"Okay." he said, looking confused. He did look obviously stoned, and I could even smell some marijuana on his breath. He slowly turned towards the monitor and said, "Lemme check." He pressed a few keys, peered at the screen and said, "Well, the room right next to the one you have is available if you want."

Sujatha : "No. I'd like it on some other floor." I said, not wanting to take him right next to the room where we had been.

Desk guy :"Other floor? Why?" he asked in a very confused voice.

"Oh, just. You know..." I said, flashing him another smile, and saying the first thing that came to my mind, "..for variety."

He looked at me, now very perplexed. But he politely turned to the screen again.

Desk guy :"Hmm, we have a bunch of rooms on the second floor. How many beds do you want? And smoking or non-smoking?"

Sujatha :"Oh, anything's fine." I said, waving my hand.

"Okay..." he said, very confused. "The gentleman with you paid by cash. Will you also be paying by cash?"

Sujatha :"Actually, I'd like to check it out before I pay."

"Sure thing." he said, and put a keycard in the coding machine. He pressed a few keys and said, "There you go. Room 212. Queen bed. Smoking. If you like it, let me know."

He took the keycard in his hand, and extended it towards me. Okay, that threw me off. I was supposed to take him with me to the room. He was giving me the key to go check it out myself.

Sujatha :"Could you come with me, please?" I said in a very sweet voice.

"Uh..why?" he asked. "I am not supposed to leave the desk. It's just me at nights. But you can go check it out. That's okay."

Sujatha :"Yeah, but I'd prefer it if someone came along. You know. In case I have any questions." I said, trying to think on my feet.

"What kinda questions?"

Sujatha :"Like, well..." I took a pause wracking my brain to come up with some question. "...which channels are at what number."

"There'll be a list on the table." he said, a fact I realized as soon as I mentioned it.

"Umm...well..." I said, trying to come up with another question, but I drew a blank. So I put my elbows on the table, touched him on the arm, turned my head to the coquettishly and said, "Please come with me. I'll feel better."

The touch seemed to do the trick. It's funny how men will change their mind at the slightest hint of flirtation from a woman.

"I guess I could just zip up with you for a bit and answer any questions." he said, coming out from behind the desk.

As we rode up the elevator, he kept smiling at me goofily. I looked at the guy. He seemed like a young guy, maybe 19 or 20. He was very thin and short, about my height. He had close-cropped blonde hair and a very pale white skin, which made his green eyes even more noticeable.

"I noticed you changed." he said as we walked out of the elevator.

Sujatha :"I beg your pardon?" I asked.

"What you're wearing. You were in that exotic looking Indian thing. And now you're in..well...hehe." he said, and blushed as if he was the one wearing just a t-shirt. Then he started giggling uncontrollably. Yes, definitely high on weed, I thought.

"Yeah, it was kinda hot." I said, giving a lame excuse, which he didn't seem to hear.

He came to stop in front of Room 212 and swiped the key to open the door. He held it open and I walked in. He followed behind me.

"There you go. Pretty standard room. Bed and all." he said and giggled again. "There's a list of the channels."

"So have you been working here long?" I asked a random question. On the ride up I had decided that the best way to stall him was to keep him engaged in conversation.

"Oh, just a few months." he replied.

"Where did you work before this?"

"I didn't, actually. Was in high college." So my guess had been right. He was just about 19 or so.

"Didn't you wanna go to college?" I asked, sitting on the bed. That made the t-shirt ride up, exposing a bit more of my thigh. he noticed it immediately, and stared at my thighs for a few moments before answering.

"Umm? Oh college. Nah. Never did dig all the books and stuff."

"So what do you wanna be?" I asked.

"I guess I haven't really decided." he said, and then looking at his watch said, "Listen, I gotta get going. Someone might come down there."

"Oh, come on. Who's gonna come in this late?" I asked, leaning on my elbow in his direction, making the t-shirt ride up a little more. That made him really uncomfortable. He shifted his weight on to his other feet and said timidly,

"Someone could come."

"What is your name?" I asked, running my fingers through my wet hair.

"Uh, Floyd. What's yours?"

"Kiran." I said, thinking of a fake name quickly, and then smiled. "So Floyd, are you expecting your girlfriend to visit you down there? Is that why you're in such a hurry?"

"Uh, no. Just, well, my boss'll gimme hell if he finds out I was away from the desk for so long."

"It's not that long, Floyd. Just a couple of minutes. Don't you like talking to me?" I said, making a sad face and then looking at my phone, hoping Jacob would call soon.

"Yeah, I do." he said, fidgeting uncomfortably. "But I really should go."

He stole a glace towards my ass and I noticed that the t-shirt had ridden up a little more. A couple of inches more and my ass-cheeks would be on display. I then saw him look at my chest. And I noticed that the neckline of Jacob's t-shirt, which was built for Jacob's thick and wide neck, was too big for me, and had fallen ahead under the weight of my boobs, giving him a glimpse of my cleavage.

"Just stay a little." I said, now rolling over on to my stomach, and propping myself up by both elbows. That made more of my cleavage visible to him. I was sure he could now see at least half each of my bra-covered tits. Floyd noticed that and turned away from me. He then said in a panicked voice,

"I should go." and almost sprinted to the door. I got up and ran behind him. I grabbed his hand just as he opened the door.

"Wait, Floyd!" I said. "What's the matter?"

He turned away from me, as if from embarrassment.

"I am sorry ma'am." he said, and turned his back towards me, standing in the doorway.

"What happened?" I asked, genuinely puzzled.

Then he slowly turned towards me and I saw the reason for his embarrassment. A decent sized erection was visible from the bulge in the front of his shorts.

"Sorry." he said. "You're just so beautiful. And I couldn't control it. I should go."

I would have liked nothing more than to let this skinny nerdy teenager go. But Jacob hadn't called yet. So the body might not have been transferred, nor the camera files deleted. So I had to stall him.

"No, it's okay." I said, not sure what else to say.

"No, I should go." he said, trying to walk out the door again.

At that point, I ran out of things I could say to stop him, and decided that actions speak louder than words. I moved closer to him, put my lips on his, and started kissing. Floyd was too shocked to respond for a few seconds. But when reality finally sunk in, he started to respond. He kissed me back, pushing me a little into the room and closing the door behind him.

For his very nerdy appearance, the boy was not a bad kisser. He alternated wonderfully between gentle and assertive, and used his tongue just right. If not for the overwhelming scent of marijuana coming from his mouth, it would have counted as a grea

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He was with me part 11 .2


"Wait!"

"Aw shit!" Floyd said, withdrawing his hands. "I am sorry. Did I go too far? I am stupid. It's just that, well, I'm high and I was like...I dunno...go for it."

I didn't say anything. Floyd had a sincerely guilty look on his face, and he couldn't even look me in the eye. He was red-faced with shame.

"Maybe I should just go." Floyd said and started moving towards the door.

"No! Wait!" I said, jumping in his path. I tried to think hard about how to stall him without going any further. Nothing was coming to mind, when it finally did. "Just wait here. Don't go anywhere. I just..... need to use the bathroom!"

"Huh?" he said, that moronic look of confusion reappearing on his face.

"I need to use the bathroom. But promise me you'll stay here. Don't go downstairs, OK?"

"Okay."

I went to the bathroom, shut the door behind me and heaved a sigh of relief. Then I called up Jacob's cellphone, and when he answered, whispered,

"Jacob!!! Are you done??"

"No. We got the body in the car and all the other stuff. We're just trying to figure out this camera system." he said.

"How long will it be? I don't know how much more I can stall him here." I whispered.

"I don't know. Maybe another 10 minutes or so. Look, I'll call you when we're done. Just do your best." he said and hung up.

I stood in the bathroom, and glanced in the mirror. What had I become? How had I let this happen? Just a few days back, I was a perfectly respectable and faithful wife in a loving marriage with the perfect husband. And here I was, barely dressed, in the bathroom of a cheap motel, trying to stall a 19-year-old with an erection by kissing him, while a big black guy I had made out with, disposed the body of an old man who had stripped me naked and felt me up and made me suck his dick.

And yet, even as I felt the expected pangs of regret and self-loathing, I could not deny one thing. This whole experience had made me feel alive in a way I never had. I had led a very staid and conventional life, going from my parents' house to my husband's house. Virgin on wedding night. And living the typical middle class Indian life with the middle class Indian sensibility, even for a while after coming to America.

These incidents, as ghastly and dangerous as they were....I mean I killed a man for god's sake...a man who had blackmailed me into having sex with him....these incidents still fed and stroked a side of me I never knew existed. The rush of all this, the wrongness of it all, made me feel like I was a heroine in some drama thriller. And my being in a state of partial undress for such a long time, first in front of Jacob when I was dressed in two motel towels, and now this nerdy kid, just a t-shirt and a bra, made me feel more turned on than any roleplay with kabir ever had. And yet, something was missing.

"Key run, you okay?" I heard Floyd's voice say. Key run? Oh yes, my fake name.

"Yes, I'll be out in a second." I said, still staring at the stranger in the mirror who seemed have fire in her eyes. The stranger said something to me very silently. And I nodded. And opened the door.

"Listen, I really should go now. Been here too long." Floyd said nervously. I noticed his erection had subsided.

"Are you sure?" I said, poking him in the chest, and walking past him towards the bed.

"Well, I mean. Gee, I'd love nothing more than to kiss you. but the front desk.."

Floyd froze mid-sentence. As he was talking, I had casually, but in one smooth motion, pulled up Jacob's t-shirt and taken it off. My back was towards him, so I am sure that gave him a great view of my naked ass as I came to a stop near the bed. As I turned around and saw the look of sheer hungry helplessness in his eyes, any qualms I had left about what I was doing vanished from my head. It felt intoxicating, having this kind of power over a man whose last name I didn't even know. I smiled at the way his mouth was wide open, and his eyes looked like they had seen a ghost...a rather attractive ghost.

Enjoying the rush I felt with the power, I put my right hand behind my back, and unclasped my bra. I let it hang on my arms for a few seconds, relishing the anticipation in Floyd's eyes, and then finally let it drop to the ground. And there I stood, as naked as I could be. Naked in the way only my husband had seen me. Even after all these events, it was not the imposing and alluring Jacob or the dominant and merciless Pareshbhai who got to see me completely naked, without a thread on my neck, but this skinny 19 year old, no taller than me, with the nervousness of someone younger than his age.

Floyd and I stood there, looking at each other purposefully, like Clint Eastwood and his adversaries in spaghetti Westerns. Him gawking, with his mouth open for so long, I expected spit to start dribbling out any second. And me, fully naked, feeling as if I had shed not just my clothes, but also a disguise that my society and upbringing had put on me all my life, hiding who I really was, who I really should have been.

Finally the standoff ended in a rather odd manner. Floyd charged me, almost like a rugby player. In the blink of my eye, he had gone from staring at me open-mouthed, to rushing towards me with his shoulders crouched. He was a thin guy, but still, I felt the impact as his right shoulder hit me in the stomach and I flew, falling on my back on the bed, with him on top of me. I felt a mixture of amusement and arousal as Floyd attacked my body like a lovesick puppy who is teething.









It felt like he had eight hands and three mouths. In a fevered frenzy, he was grabbing and fondling, as well as licking and biting my lips, my cheeks, my shoulders, my boobs, my stomach, my thighs and my pussy. And while doing that, he had also managed to get all his clothes off. As Floyd continued his Flash-Gordon-ish appreciation of my naked body, I got over my initial surprise and started using my hands too.

He didn't really have much of a body. No muscles to speak of. If he lost a couple more pounds, his skeleton would be visible through his skin. But it did feel oddly satisfying, running my hands up and down his slender but masculine body. His erection had been poking against my thighs, my stomach, and occasionally against my pussy mound. So after caressing him all over his body, and a couple of attempts at cupping his flat non-existent buttocks, I reached under him and grabbed hold of his dick.

Not bad. Not bad at all. Easily seven inches at least, and girthwise above average. And of course, he too was circumcised, so I could feel the bulbous head of his penis with my fingers. My grabbing his dick brought Floyd to a stop. He stayed still on top of me as I held on to his dick with my hand and looked into his eyes. I could feel his warm, weed-ish breath against my face. I could see in his eyes, the kind of longing and hunger His lips quivered and he let out an almost doleful moan. The puppy analogy fit even better.

He put his left hand under my right knee and pulled it sideways. And I let him. He then slid a little lower, until his dick, which was still in my hand, was at the entrance of my tongue. And I helpfully guided it as he inserted his dick into my now-quite-wet cunt.

In one thrust, he slid all the way in, and I felt his pelvic bone thrust against my inner thighs. I let out a moan as he withdrew the whole length of his cock and rammed it in again. I wrapped both my arms around him and hugged him tight, his scrawny chest rubbing against my boobs, as he kept fucking me, at an increasing tempo.

He was not really much by the way of technique. How could he be? He was only a 19 old kid , and clearly did not look like someone who would be popular with girls in high college. So his "technique" consisted of just thrusting and grunting. Objectively speaking, not even a fraction as good as my husband kabir was. And yet, the newness of dick, the wrongness of letting a stranger willingly fuck me, and the unfamiliarity of this pimpled face that was kissing mine as we fucked, made it a more satisfying experience so far 

"Harder, you bastard!" I said, in a voice so raspy, I could not believe it came from my throat.

Floyd responded by putting both my legs on his shoulder, making my body curve into an acute angle, grabbed my boobs with both his hands, and started ploughing into me with everything he had got.

"Oh yes, like that. Fuck me like that. Fuck me like that." I said, running my fingers over his chest. "Yes, yes, yes, yes."

It didn't last as long as I would have expected or wanted. Floyd licked my toes, as he kept fucking me hard, and about a minute or later said,

"Oh fuck. I am about to cum. I am about to cum."

"Not inside me!" I said with a sense of urgency. "Please, not inside me."

Floyd, the good obedient boy that he had been that night, immediately took his dick out of my sopping cunt, and sat back on his knees. He started jerking off his dick with his hand. I immediately got on my hands and knees in front of him with my mouth wide open. That sight, of a naked Indian woman, on her hands and knees, her boobs brushing against the bed and her ass up in the air, her mouth wide open waiting for his cum, was too much for Floyd to take.

And he started cumming. First in a thick stream and then in spurts. Inside my mouth. I kept my mouth wide open as his semen kept hitting my tongue and my tonsils. Finally, with his fingers, he squeezed the last drop of his jizz into my mouth. Once that was done, I closed my mouth and swallowed his whole load, with a louder gulping sound that was necessary.

"Oh you're so awesome!" he said and pushed me to my side. He then rolled me on my stomach, and started licking and biting my ass. "Oh fuck, what an ass. I should've done you doggy style."

"Not puppy style?" I breathlessly joked.

But he ignored what I said and stayed focused on my ass. That's when my cellphone rang. Floyd's rugby style tackle had knocked it out of my hand and on the floor. I got on my hands and knees and crawled to the edge of the bed, and bent down to pick it up. Floyd has followed me like a puppy, and my bending down gave him an even clearer look at my ass, and he let out a groan of pleasure, and buried his nose in my ass-crack.

"Shush." I said, pushing him away as I picked up the phone. "I gotta take this."

I said, and heard him let out a sad whine as I jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom.

"Okay, all clear. Come down." Jacob said when I answered and hung up.

I walked out to see Floyd furiously stroking his dick, in a clear attempt to get it hard again. So he could fuck me again. But it was not responding. I almost felt bad at how eager he was. How genuinely thrilled he had been when having sex with me. Like it was some sort of a dream come true. And I guess it was. How often does a scantily clad woman walk up to a motel desk clerk, take him to a room, and seduce him? -- "Come back here, Kiran. I am getting it ready." he said, continuing to try and coax life into his dick. "Second time, I always last longer."

"Hehe, okay." I said, reaching for Jacob's oversized t-shirt and slipping it on. "You do that. I am just gonna go get some ice from the ice machine near the elevator."

"Ice? Why?" he asked, confused.

"Well, you know." I said, winking, and picking up the ice bucket from the table.

"Oh! OH! Ooooh!! You are a dream come true, Kiran." he said, and chuckled boyishly.

"Be back in a jiffy." I said, and walked out of the room, with my phone in one hand and the ice bucket in the other.

After taking a few steps, I put the ice bucket on the floor and pressed the down button on the elevator. Jacob was waiting for me in the lobby, still shirtless.

"Okay, we gotta get out of here fast. We took out the hard drive from the computer that was storing everything. Busted the cameras. We also checked the guest log software. Patel was smart enough to use a fake name. So there's no evidence that you were ever here." he said.

"And the body?" I asked.

"My buddies took it. They'll take care of it. They also took Patel's car. Now, we gotta get out of here as soon as we can."

Back in the car, Jacob gave me my purse and started driving.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"So here's what we do now. I am gonna drop your hope. You text your husband and say you got a headache so I dropped you home." Jacob said.

"Okay." I nodded.

"After I drop you off, I'll go back to the gas station. I'll think of some story to tell liya. Leave her to me."

"Okay." I nodded.

"And Sujatha , sooner or later, people are gonna realize Patel's missing. His family's gonna call us when he doesn't come home. We gotta come up with a story for that. I'll think of it and tell you tomorrow. It is important that you come to work tomorrow like nothing's happened."

"Okay." I said.

Jacob continued driving in silence. I looked at his fat shirtless body. Fat, but oh so appealing. By a big fat black knight in shining armor. I smiled as I kept staring at him. He kept his gaze on the road.

"Jacob."

"Hmmm?"

"Can we go near the gas station for a while first?"

"Why do you wanna go to the gas station? liya sees you in my t-shirt and me shirtless, she's gonna put two and two together and..."

"Not to the gas s
tation. Near the gas station. Where you and liya... you know..." I said, and blushed like a bride on her wedding night.

"Hmmm." Jacob said.



Sujatha knew she had accepted that she now belongs to not only the men she married "Kabir's  but also the suviour "Jacob " who helped her not accepting anything return from her with a such a horrible incident , 
She has falling for him but she already in madly in love with her husband kabir , can she allow this gorilla Jacob who now his hero of her life ???

[Tajkundan]

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Jacob

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Amazing one