Adultery A Promiscuous Dare! by YLTS

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-30:

 

 

"I don't know what more to say now, Mona. Though, I apologized as I know it was for crossing the line, but not for what I did", after he typed and sent the message, Rajat removed his boxer and laid on the bed to his full length. His penis was erect and stayed parallel to his stomach in all it's hardened glory!

 

"What? You are sorry, but not sorry?"

 

"Tell me what you are doing, Mona. First, you tell me this, and they I explain", his right hand mildly graced over the entire length from his scrotum to crown...making him shudder.

 

"I am in bed, changing to take a shower", she lied.

 

"Liar", he sent her a smile in reply.

 

"No no, I am", she typed back.

 

"Then tell me what you are wearing right now", his reply came.

 

"What? No", her reply was quick...however, the moment his question came on what she was wearing, her left hand flew up and caught her left breast into a quick squeeze, making her moan softly.

 

"Shall I come over and check for myself?", Rajat replied.

 

"You wouldn't, no"

 

"Then tell me what you are wearing"

 

While typing her reply, she saw 'Ishita' calling her. 

 

"What?", Mona tried to keep her voice flat but failed in that attempt because the moment she heard his breath, her own stopped.

 

"Did you remove your sneakers?", his voice was a whisper, creating goosebumps on her body immediately. 

 

"Yes, I did"

 

"And, socks too?"

 

"Yes"

 

"What colour is your nail polish?"

 

"Maroon"

 

"I can imagine how sexy your feet would be in Maroon"

 

"Why do you say such things, Rajat?"

 

"Because you are irresistible, Mona"

 

"Is that why you did that at the shop?"

 

"No", his answer was curt that took her by surprise.

 

"No?"

 

"No, in that shop, you looked so damn hot, Mona"

 

"How hot?"

 

"You...the moment I saw you stepping out of the changing room, I saw your feet. It was so sexy that I wanted to run and grab your feet and suck your toes right there", his voice broke.

 

Mona felt her pussy filling in with liquid immediately. "Then"

 

"Then, I wanted to turn you around and lift that veil type of cloth up above your legs, and grab your ass like it was my last dish"

 

"Ooh", she couldn't reply to anything else as her head played the image of Rajat kneeling behind her and savouring her ass.

 

"What are you wearing right now, Mona?"

 

"Huh, my bra and panty"

 

"Are you lying on your bed?"

 

"Ah...yes"

 

"Lift your legs up"

 

"Oh-kay", she lifted both her legs up.

 

"Now, pull your panty down through each of your legs"

 

"Hmmm", she slowly removed her panty and let her pussy go bare. She saw glistening liquid spread through her groin.

 

"Are you wet?

 

"Hmm... yes"

 

"How wet are you?"

 

"I... I don't know"

 

"Close your eyes, and imagine yourself hanging in the room, same like how I placed you on that Swing"

 

"Mmm-aha-yes", Mona's eyes closed and immediately she was transported back to the 'special' room where Rajat placed her hanging with her hands tied and legs splayed wide open, helpless. She felt her pussy lips automatically opening to allow Rajat's face.

 

"Do you see anything?"

 

"Hmm... no... only you"

 

"Now, use your long middle finger and slide it inside...imagine I am thrusting my tongue into your love hole", his voice felt heavy and coaxing at the same time.

 

"Hmm-aah", a gluttral moan left from her as her finger slid separating her velvety walls.

 

Rajat's right hand moved up and down his shaft like a crazed machine as his own imagination went wild. When it got mixed with her moans, he felt his penis was already inside her.

 

"Now, slide your finger inside... deep... try to find the place that my tongue reached last time... inside... let it go deeper into your pussy, Mona"

 

"Yess... it's going... ooh... deep"

 

"Now... STOP... stay still"

 

"Why... ooh... why?", Mona whimpered at his command. She was close...

 

"I want to taste you to my heart's content first. I will allow you to cum only after that", he replied as his hand cupped his scrotum and squeezed. 

 

"Is that what you did to me that night?"

 

"Yes, the first time I got your flavour on my tongue, I knew it was not Linny... but then, like all time, I imagined it was you... not her and got lost, otherwise..."

 

"Otherwise?", she asked.

 

"Otherwise, instead of using my fingers, I would have fucked you, right there, hanging helplessly on that Swing"

 

"Shit... oooh... can I CUM?", she remained at the brink of no return.

 

"Ask me what I am doing"

 

"What... are you doing now, Rajat?"

 

"I am looking at your pussy... contracting it's walls over my tongue... about to explode on my face"

 

"Oooh-fuck-Raaajat!!!"

 

"STOP!"

 

His voice was so loud that her entire body came to a halt.

 

"Now, lift your legs... high up... I want to see you spreading for me and your naked feet dangling up in air so I am free to suck out the last drop of cum from your pussy, spread your legs as wide as it goes, Mona... put me on speaker and release your hands as well"

 

The moment he uttered the words, her legs shot up further...till both her feet dangled up above her...crushing her breasts. Her hand dipped inside her pussy and other free hand squeezed her nipples similar to how Rajat pinched that night.

 

Rajat heard her loud whimpers as he kept his phone on his chest and using both hands, he started to pump and squeeze his shaft and scrotum.

 

"What... are you... doing now?", her next question came in a coarse whisper.

 

"I am licking your pussy like a mad man... I just cannot taste enough of it... my cock is so hard that I think it will burst any moment, Mona"

 

"Oooh... can I cum nowww?", she screamed as she felt something breaking deep inside her pussy.

 

"Imagine my cock is entering your pussy now, Mona... feel how I am opening you... think of the heat you feel as I enter... slow... it's so slow that you want me to crush you...pinch your nipples also, Mona... let me enter you"

 

"Oouhh-oooh-shittttt-you-you-are-sooooo-bigg-Rajat-aaaaaaaah", Mona screamed as she saw his oversized cock splitting her pussy open and it's bulbous crown entering her. It was just like how he said... it was slow... painfully slow... yet... it entered... two of her fingers were now inside her pussy... her hand pinched and pulled her stone-hard nipples one after other.

 

"What am I doing now, Mona?"

 

"Oh-God... You… you are fucking me... your thing is now fully inside meeee... aaah", she screamed again.

 

"Yess... now, I feel the flood of your pussy crushing my cock inside... let it flow... I am about to CUMMM", his voice also rose high as his hands moved in crazed crescendo. 

 

"Fucccck-me-toooooooo-Rajaaatt!"

 

"Cum for me... cummm... let it all cum out... I see the drops of your cum splattering out of your pussy"

 

"FUCCCCCKKK", Mona saw the silver sprouts of her cum jutting up and above her. Falling back on her torso, over her breasts, over her face. Her legs were widespread... her feet dangled... her pussy squished and sloshed on her two fingers.

 

"Me tooooo… aaaaah... here it iiiiiss... OOOH-FUCCCCKKK-MONNAAA", Rajat shouted so loud that Mona heard his voice through the walls. Spurts and after spurts of thick, white froth sprayed out of his scrotum and spiralled into geysers of pungent liquid falling back over his torso and chest.

 

Their combined imaginative worlds collided and crushed each other with such force that both felt exhausted beyond repair. They panted and heard every breath that each of them inhaled and exhaled in the afterglow of their mutual orgasmic release. Her legs fell back on the bed and her hands relaxed over her chest to dbang herself, as if Rajat was doing it. 

 

After a short silence that both felt like eternity, they tried to catch their breaths back, and it was Mona who broke their silence.

 

"Are you there?", her soft, melodious voice created a jolt on his entire body.

 

"I wish, I am there with you now, Mona. I wish to hold you in my arms", his voice hiccupped.

 

"That... I wish too... but it can't happen, Rajat"

 

"I know... let's not spoil what we have now, okay? Get some sleep, darling. I will call you later for dinner"

 

"Oh-okay", she ended the call and drifted to a blissful sleep.

 

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At the Villa opposite to Mona’s and Rajat’s:

 

"Let's just see what happens now", Linny grinned at a bewildered looking Desmond.

 

"What did you do?"

 

"Just watch", she pointed at her home gate as they stood at the window overlooking Linny's Villa.

 

Someone walked in... Zaira!

 

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Inside Rajat's house:

 

Mona sprang up on the bed where she laid, naked, covered in sweat, and angered at the distraction from her beautiful dream where she lay next to Rajat. 

 

"Who is it?", she picked the call that stopped her wonderful dream.

 

"Oh, Hi, Mona. This is Zaira. Can you open the door, I came with something for you to eat", Zaira replied.

 

"Sure yes, but who told you I was here in Linny's house?"

 

"Ah, that's Linny. She called me earlier and asked me to check on you, as you weren't feeling well. You got a great friend there, Mona"

 

"Oh, sure... thanks a lot Linny, I am coming out", Mona quickly wiped the dried out cum on her body and wore the nightie that she brought. As she walked out, she saw Rajat also walking towards the main door.

 

"It's Zaira", she updated with a grin.

 

"Oh.. Really? I heard the calling bell and woke up", he gave a knowing smile to his dream woman. "God! She's too damn hot to stop myself", a voice told him as he looked at Mona in her nightie that reached mid-calves.

 

"Come in, Zaira", Rajat invited as he opened the main door.

 

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At the Villa opposite to Mona’s and Rajat’s:

 

"Oh look, Mona is wearing her nightie. Look at them, it seems like they did something already", Linny's voice carried malicious content.

 

Des also, couldn't help agreeing by watching his wife who looked like she just came out of a fight...her hair was all over, her face looked flushed and the way she stood next to Rajat made him flinch. 

 

"But, if the plan was to get both of them together, why did you ask Zaira to go there?", he was visibly confused.

 

"You just wait, Des. If they are cheating us, then we will see Zaira leaving the house shortly. Just wait for it to happen", Linny whispered with her teeth gritted.

 

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Inside Rajat's house:

 

"Come in, Zaira. And, big thank you for bringing food. We were about to order something", Mona invited as the slender woman stepped inside.

 

"You look great, Zaira, as usual, very elegant", Rajat passed a comment as he took in the view of the slightly older woman in her loose shirt and tight leggings.

 

"Stop it, sweet talker", Zaira laughed and was a bit shaken by his comments and flushed at it.

 

"You look so tired, are you sure you are okay?", Zaira asked with concern while looking at a dishevelled Mona.

 

"Oh-yes-yes, I just woke up in sleep, that's all", as she said, Mona tied her hair and Zaira noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra and doubted if she was wearing anything below with a wicked thought of what was going on between this odd couple.

 

"Let's eat then, don't make it cold", Rajat announced, bringing couple of plates to the dining table.

 

Three of them had their dinner quickly and retired to the living room couch and sofa. Zaira sat in the single seater with Rajat and Mona sharing two ends of the large three-seater sofa.

 

"So, where is Mahmoud, Zaira?", Mona asked.

 

"He has a work related symposium and is away for this weekend. I was so bored when Linny called. That's why I ran here to give and get some company, at least we could talk"

 

"Oh that's good. In that case, why don't you stay with us tonight. We can call it a party", Rajat replied quickly, surprising both ladies.

 

"Oh no, I don’t want to disturb you, I mean, you need rest, Mona", Zaira was quick to decline.

 

"Nothing like that. Kids are not here, and this big man is so boring. Please stay", Mona laughed.

 

"Well, why don't we make it less boring with a Wine, then?" Rajat stood and walked to bring a bottle of Rose wine bottles and glasses.

 

"Okay", Mona replied and opened the bottle.

 

"I don't know, I am not a drinking person", Zaira replied.

 

"It's not alcohol, and don't be so prude with friends, Zaira", Mona retorted.

 

"Sure-sure", Zaira didn't want to be the odd man out and took a sip of the Wine that Rajat handed over.

 

After a nice seating, all of them felt the ice breaking between shortly.

 

"So, Zaira, what else did you do during college time, other than Swimming?", Mona asked. 

 

"Well, I used to be an athlete, but then, after our marriage, we tried for kids, and Mahmoud made me stop doing it"

 

"Oh, that's sad...but, honestly, you still carry yourself just like an athlete. I can't see a single ounce of fat in your body", Rajat said in a matter of fact tone, but it touched all the necessary nerves inside Zaira. 

 

"Hmmm.. sweet mouth, yes Rajat?", Zaira laughed.

 

"Oh no, even I feel the same. Though you covered your body that day for swimming, I couldn't help but notice how toned you are, Zaira", Mona chipped in watching the way how Zaira's face flushed at Rajat's remarks.

 

"Thank you, both of you. But, I am not the same as I used to be, long time back. My muscles have lost their rigidity already", Zaira's tone carried sadness.

 

"What the heck are you saying Zaira? Did you even see yourself in the mirror? If not, go inside and have a good look girl, to me, you are a super-hot woman!", Rajat blurted out what was in his mind, and his tone was friendly.

 

As Zaira sat under the shock of hearing his words, Mona chipped in to make the tense air go away.

 

"Absolutely, I agree with Rajat. You are not giving much credit to yourself, Zaira. You are the prime of your life, and if you feel so low about you already, then how else would others see you? Please, don't demean yourself like this, okay", Mona's tone was soothing and it had the desired effect.

 

"I feel like objectified by both of you", Zaira laughed loudly.

 

"Trust me, no harm intended", Rajat joined with a laugh.

 

"None take, Mr. Big guy", Zaira laughed as well. "You know, when you call me by name, I already feel younger. You guys make me feel so comfortable in your company"

 

"And you should... you are built to be objectified", Rajat couldn't stop.

 

"Consider for a moment, if you were in college, how would you carry yourself?", Mona continued.

 

"What do you mean?", Zaira was confused.

 

"I mean, wouldn't you wear something more revealing than you wear now?", Mona added.

 

"Well, yes. I used to wear shorts at that time, and then Mahmoud disliked and stopped it saying that I should wear dresses that are not meant for older women"

 

"What!!!"

 

"Yeah, that's why I stopped"

 

"Girl, you are hardly few years ahead of us. Nothing more. So, to make yourself feel better, shall I suggest something?", Mona continued.

 

"What do you mean?", Zaira's eyes showed that her interest was piqued.

 

"Why don't we go for a swim? And, probably you can show off this hot body to us... after all, we are friends already and our lips are sealed", Mona offered.

 

"Oh-God-no. I am totally okay", Zaira folded her hands to her chest.

 

"Common, it's only us. And please, don't feel bad or anything, we just want to boost your way of thinking", this time Rajat replied and removed his tee shirt and walked out calling Mona silently with eyes.

 

Mona also stood up, and without waiting for Zaira, walked into her bedroom and called Zaira inside. Once inside, Mona pulled off her dress and worked her white bra and black thong, the one that hardly covered anything below. That was when Zaira entered and gasped when she saw it.

 

"Mona, I don't know if this is right. Plus, I didn't bring anything to change"

 

"Use that one, it's brand new. I didn't open the package", Mona pointed at a plastic package.

 

"Hmm... I am not sure", Zaira was still confused.

 

"Go ahead and change, there's a towel inside. Come to the pool, we will wait for you"

 

"But, are you alright now, Mona?"

 

"Yes, I am. I feel like a good swim will do wonders", by saying that, Mona walked out leaving a doubtful Zaira alone.

 

"Will she join?", Rajat asked as both Mona and him stood half dipped in the pool.

 

"I think your words gave her confidence. But, Rajat, why did Linny ask her to come... I mean, as I look at this, Linny and Des wanted to know or probably catch us, right? But then, why add Zaira to this mess?"

 

"She's not stupid, you know, your friend Linny. If I were in her shoes, she wanted to check what time Zaira is leaving our home...I mean, if Zaira leaves, it also means that we are going to have our privacy, and potentially a good reason for us to get together, I think this is her way of thinking"

 

"Hmm, you are right. Cos, otherwise, if Zaira is not with us, it is a direct proposition for both of us, that's right", Mona had to agree when she saw the clear logic.

 

"Well, if you are game, I don't mind getting together. We don't need the distance with the phone, do we?", Rajat smirked as his eyes caught the wonderful swelling of Mona's breasts and the pointed nipples because of the water.

 

"Rajat, stop. I know very well that we are treading on dangerous waters... but... but, I am trying to reason myself for all this wrongdoings. Only thing that makes me sane is the fact that we are not doing anything physical... please... you need to stop"

 

"Of course, I was just proposing", he paused mid-way and gasped. 

 

Mona looked at the direction that made the large man stop his statement.

 

Zaira walked in. She had a towel tied at her midsection. Her bra was the one that Mona bought from one of the shops. A light green lingerie bra. When she saw it on display, she knew it was smaller than her breast size. But, as it was a bra and panty set that had laces to tie, and the fact that it would entice Rajat, made her buy. But now, she saw it was a perfect fit on the tall Goddess… Zaira's breasts were small, it had a slight sag, but that sag made it look perfect from all angles. The bra was tied to her neck, making it obvious that her back was bare. The fair skin of the older and slender woman made wonders to the four gawking eyes.

 

"You guys should stop it", Zaira said as soon as she reached the pool.

 

"And, what should we stop?", Rajat quizzed.

 

"This, making me uncomfortable by leering at me", Zaira replied.

 

"Girl, we are leering, because you carry such beauty with you", Mona laughed and joined.

 

"Stop it, Mona", Zaira laughed as well, and removed the towel. 

 

Both Rajat and Mona gasped, almost loud, making Zaira blush like a teenager.

 

"Stoopp", she asked again.

 

Zaira, wearing a light green bikini, looked like an erotic lingerie model. Her length, curves were so perfect that both couldn't see an ounce of unwanted flesh anywhere on her slender body. It was perfect in all senses. The best part was her hips, and ass... 

 

"Her ass is made to fuck", Rajat grunted... and suddenly jumped when he felt Mona's hand on his engorged penis, underneath the water.

 

"Easy, big boy, let's don't do anything bad, okay", she whispered to Rajat and he nodded back.

 

Zaira joined them into the pool and went for a quick swim and returned. When she stood next to them, she was very close to Rajat, and her face at his neck level.

 

"You swim so graciously, Zaira", he muttered in approval.

 

"Thank you, I had good training", she replied.

 

"You know Zaira, I still don't get it. You have an amazing body with a structure that makes even a teenager go nuts. Then why aren't you proud of it?", Mona came closer.

 

"It's... just that Mahmoud don't approve this at all"

 

"What do you mean?", Rajat asked.

 

"Like, showing off my body to others"

 

"You are not showing off... you are swimming for God'sake", Mona replied.

 

"True, but he is my husband, I have to respect him"

 

"Hmm... why don't we do it this way. You can come here, join us, anytime you want to feel the 'real' you", Mona added.

 

"It sounds great. Probably, I will do it"

 

"You should, Zaira. This body of yours shouldn't be concealed. You should never be proud of it", Rajat added.

 

"Hmmm...yeah, I think so", Zaira made an effort.

 

"Look, we are adults okay. Me and Rajat go way back, and same goes for Linny and Des. We are friends. We keep a healthy relationship with each other, and if you are joining, we will welcome you with both hands", Mona said.

 

"Yah"

 

"Yes, please, and with you two beauties around, I don't know how much I can keep my cool, girls", Rajat laughed and went for a swim.

 

"He is excited, yes?", Zaira asked with a knowing smile.

 

"Who wouldn't be, girl? I am even attracted to you now. You are a HOT babe", Mona went closer towards Zaira.

 

"Hmm... thanks, and what are you? SUPER-HOT-BABE?", Zaira laughed.

 

"Well, I can be one, if I want to... Do you want me to be one?", Mona went a bit closer.

 

"I...I don't know", Zaira looked down to the smaller woman and noticed Mona's parted lips.

 

Before they could do anything, Rajat came back and joined.

 

Few more laps later, they were tired and decided to call it a night.

 

Once inside, Mona asked Zaira to join her into the bed and drifted off with some mild conversation. 

 

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In the Opposite Villa:

 

"Let's sleep Lin, I am tired of watching", Desmond complained.

 

"Fuck, why isn't Zaira leaving?"

 

"Probably things are not like how we thought of"

 

"No, Des. I think they are aware of our doubts. Otherwise, they would rush when they get such a chance. There is something that I am missing"

 

Desmond was already snoring and Linny cursed him in her mind.

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-31:

 

Back at Rajat’s house:

 

"Thank you Mona, and Rajat. Because of you both, I had the best evening ever...and trust me, I haven't had any before. It's true", Zaira beamed at the two water glistening people who stood next to her wiping themselves.

 

"Please don't mention Zaira. We are more than happy that you are with us", Mona smiled.

 

"Of course, I am the happiest", Rajat laughed. "Look at me with two snokin'hot ladies next to me"

 

"Hahah...stop...I am not hot. But she is" Zaira laughed and pointed at Mona.

 

"What the hell do you mean, Zaira? I told you before. You are a babe - okay! Own it! And, I mean it when I said before... I haven't seen another beautiful woman like you. And trust me, if I was Rajat, I would be doing some unholy things to you already", Mona laughed loudly.

 

"What do you mean, if you were Rajat? You being Mona could do the same things to her?", Rajat retorted.

 

"Stop it, you two", Zaira blushed as she pulled the towel across her abdomen.

 

"Please don't, feel free... don't be shy to show your body, babe", Mona pulled the tied towel and freed Zaira from her bikini back again.

 

"Eew", Zaira tried to cover her modesty.

 

"Kids", Rajat rolled his eyes. "Zaira, you should come often to us okay. It's our pleasure to be in your company"

 

"Thanks guys, it means a lot. Me and Mahmoud don't even communicate properly recently"

 

"Don't worry too much, we got you girl", Mona tapped Zaira's shoulder.

 

"She slept?", the silent vibration of her phone made Mona open her eyes. She was not asleep but noticed Zaira sleeping peacefully next to her. Her mind was in continuous turmoil on all the things that were happening with her. On one side, her personal life with Kids did not face any issue giving her less headache but on the other side, her relationship with her husband, her best friend and the newfound love. It confused her to make wrong decisions, like how she responded to Rajat. The way her body replied to him was still a huge shock for her to comprehend. 

 

Mona continued to toss and turn on the bed without being able to reach any sort of resolution on how she needed to carry on forward. However, one point was set. Her married life with Des was over. There was no turning back on it. The question remained as to what was kept in store for her future. It was at that very moment her phone buzzed and 'Ishita' name popped up. With a nervous hand, she picked it and typed back.

 

"Yes, she slept"

 

"Thirsty?" he asked.

 

"Yes"

 

"For what?" he gave a wicked smile to Mona.

 

"Eesh... Rajat..."

 

"Tell me, what are you thirsty for?"

 

"Water... you bad man... I am thirsty for WATER", she giggled silently at his jibe.

 

"Come to the kitchen then, I will feed you... WATER", he continued to flirt.

 

Mona kept the phone aside and walked out of the room, as silent as a cat through the darkened hallway and reached the kitchen. 

 

Mona gasped when she saw Rajat standing next to the counter in just a boxer. She was no less, she had a two piece nightie, silk, and within seconds, she sensed her nipples protruding forward.

 

"Water?", he asked in a low voice.

 

"Yes, please, thank you", she took the water bottle and drank. She wasn't thirsty but had to play along.

 

"Why aren't you sleeping, Rajat?"

 

"How can a man sleep with two gorgeous women next to him?"

 

"What! We are not asking for anything, you are a Devil, and we are just two women sleeping peacefully. You are the host who is not allowing me to sleep"

 

"Oh, am I?"

 

"Yes, you are. I will go back okay, Good night, Rajat"

 

"Hmm... no Good night kiss?"

 

"Gosh! You... you really are a Monster, Mister"

 

"Give me one, and we call it a night", he stopped her from walking out of the kitchen.

 

"Well, as you've been a good host today, I will give one... but... no other business, alright?"

 

"Absolutely", Rajat moved forward and with his hands, he lifted Mona like a feather and placed her on the large granite counter.

 

"What the hell are you doing?", though she reeled in the physical touch, she had no inclinations to take their encounter any further.

 

"I would like my girl to be close to my face when she kisses me"

 

"Oh, yeah? In that case, why don't we bring in Zaira as well? She is tall enough to stand and kiss, rather than sit like this"

 

"Do you want me to bring her here?"

 

"Eesh, you are a pervert, Rajat"

 

"Oh, that I am... and a proud one", he paused as his face came closer to her and by looking into her eyes he continued. "But darling, to me, there is no one else in this whole world... it was you... it is you... and it always will be... YOU"

 

"Oh", before she could say further, his lips came down and engaged her mouth into a fierce kiss. She noted that it wasn't forceful as happened at the store, instead his movements carried care, an affection of a man to his woman. "His woman", she thought... "am I now his woman?", but the way her cells and nerves responded to him was in the exact reciprocation. She realized the fact that there was no turning back from this... he was hers... and she was his... for life.

 

It was at the same time that Linny noticed movements in her kitchen. As it was dark, she couldn't figure it out at first. Then, with more attention, she realized someone was moving inside. Her eyes focused to capture everything...but the darkness inside didn't help her much. She poked the sleeping man next to her to wake up. With groans, Desmond joined her and acknowledged her find.

 

"Sorry, I couldn't help it even if I wanted to", Rajat pulled away a bit and apologised.

 

"Come here", Mona didn’t hear what he said. Instead, she pulled him closer till their bodies smashed and crushed against each other. Her mouth found his, and her tongue darted before he could respond. The noises of their passionate actions filled the kitchen and none of them bothered any of it. 

 

Rajat's hands found their way to clutch her meaty buttocks from behind and pulled against his hard shaft. The moment it hit her groin, Mona stumbled.

 

"Oh God! We shouldn't... no... we shouldn't", it wasn’t anything objectionable.

 

"I want to taste you, Mona. I need your permission... please... I won't go any further... I just can't sleep with your memories of that night... please"

 

"Hmm... no... Rajat… mmm... we... we... shouldn't", she paused... "aaaah", she cried when he lifted both her legs up and kissed her pussy through her silk shorts. It was wet, so wet that she felt his mouth's presence on her pussy as if there was nothing covering it. Rajat kneeled on the floor to get his head in line with her pussy. The moment he realised her willingness, his heart leaped with joy. He pulled the shorts to one side and made her pussy bare open. 

 

The pungent scent of her pussy created ripples of ecstatic emotions inside Rajat's head. He was once again presented with the forbidden fruit… though this time knowingly.

 

"Mona, you in the kitchen?", the soft voice of Zaira broke their serene connection. Both sprang up to separate themselves as the weight of reality hit them like a jackhammer.

 

"Yes, Zaira. I am here in the kitchen, came to drink some water", somehow Mona explained by clutching the water bottle to her chest. She thanked Rajat silently for not removing her shorts. But, it was so wet that the apparel clung into her groin like a second skin.

 

She looked for Rajat nervously in the dark, and noticed him crouching at the other end of the kitchen counter, hiding. She suppressed a giggle at the situation they were in.

 

"Here, Linny is in line. She called your phone", Zaira walked to Mona and handed over the phone.

 

"Hi Lin, why so late? All okay with you?", Mona asked in a broken voice.

 

"That's why I called, to check in on you. I just finished a few reports and realized that I totally missed to call, you okay now? Feeling better?", Linny's voice was malicious.

 

Linny made that call deliberately to know if Mona was sleeping and in turn to understand who was in the kitchen. As Linny picked the call, she was certain that Rajat and Mona were in heat.

 

"Yeah, all okay here. Just came to drink some water. Go ahead and sleep, you gotta be fresh tomorrow... for work, yes?", Mona asked innocently.

 

"Yes-yes, good night then, take care Mona"

 

"You too Linny", Mona closed the call.

 

"I hope we didn't wake up the big man", Zaira chuckled.

 

"He'd be happy if we did. I am sure he enjoyed your company more than mine", Mona added.

 

"What! Oh no, I hope not", Zaira was shocked.

 

"Why? You didn't like attention?"

 

"Girl, it's not that. You know. I saw him stealing many glances earlier. But not in a creepy way okay... and trust me, I loved it", Zaira giggled.

 

"Someone's naughty", Mona joined with a laugh.

 

"Someone was naughtier"

 

"What do you mean?", Mona was confused.

 

"I saw you guys, up close, and trust me, I am not experienced much, but my eyes are still good"

 

"What?"

 

"Oh yes, you both are into each other, yes? Tell me the truth", Zaira's sleep was long gone.

 

"No-no, of course not", Mona retorted.

 

"Common Mona, who are you fooling? With a man like him around, anyone will lose their grip", Zaira said in a matter of fact manner.

 

"And, did you lose yours?", Mona asked.

 

"Hmmm... to be honest, I felt like a real woman after quite a long time. Mahmoud doesn't even look at me nowadays. It was a big turn on when Rajat was looking at me, and even you too... your appreciation to me gave me goosebumps a few times girl", Zaira giggled as she revealed.

 

"Okay, now as you told me the truth, I will blurt this out... don't tell anyone", Mona made a face.

 

"On my heart", Zaira replied.

 

"You know, the moment I saw you last weekend in your swimming dress, I fell for you. You are so... sooo delicious... but, then once we start talking, I fell seriously... your attitude and the cool way you carry yourself, I loved it, Zaira"

 

"Goodness, I have so many fans!!", Zaira exclaimed.

 

"And, one more thing. I also saw Rajat taking sneak peaks. When I saw his bulge growing, I knew it for sure...it was because of you"

 

"Gosh... really... I feel like I am back in the college dormitory... hahah... I also saw it... and.. it looked big... I mean so big... I never saw something like that... even in college, none of the boys or swimming coaches had such a bulge... never", Zaira smiled broadly.

 

"Hmm... in that case... shall I assign him to you?", Mona quizzed.

 

"What the hell do you mean?"

 

"I mean... shall I tell Rajat that you have a 'BIG' crush on him?", Mona expanded her hands to replicate his bulge.

 

"Oh my God! No-way... No! Please don't", Zaira was at a loss.

 

"Hmm... alright... in that case, I will leave it with you. But, you know what? If you get to seduce him... let me know because, I would also like to try and see if it works", Mona continued to giggle.

 

"Really? I can't believe that you both don't have a thing going already. Anyone with silly eyes could see how much he was into you and same goes to you... when it comes to Rajat, you are all eyes and ears for him, Mona"

 

"Maybe... we know each other for so long and probably we feel so much at ease with each other... that's what you might have seen"

 

"I don't know. But trust me, he was all into you and you too, Mona. Don't play the innocent girl with me, you were all eyes on him or rather at his... you know where", Zaira replied by biting her lips. It was an involuntary action, but Mona saw it 

 

"Okay... you caught me, Zaira. Can't deny that I don't have anything on him... but, we keep the required distance... flirting goes both ways okay. Also, in this case, let's make a bet?"

 

"A bet? What bet?", Zaira's interest was piqued. 

 

"Let's say, we both have a thing for him, okay? Just, let's assume it for fun... considering this, who among us would nail him first?", Mona twitched her eyebrows wickedly.

 

"Goodness-Mona! What!! No... no way I will agree to this bet... No way… You’re way too naughty for this age!", Zaira seemed shocked but Mona could see she was interested.

 

"Oh, common, Zaira. We both know that you are excited about this proposal. So, why deny? Consider this as a little flirting that will elevate your mood and his as well... for Rajat, I am sure it will be a big ego boost but for you and me, a thrill of reminiscing our teenage times. What do you say? In or out?", Mona explained more.

 

"Let's have some ground rules then, at least. What is allowed and what's not. Honestly, I am worried that it might go out of our control. Because, one thing that I know about men, is, the moment a female shows interest in them, it won't be their brain working... their crotch will take control... and then, there is no stopping... our lives will go shambles... so... should we do this?", Zaira made her point.

 

"Look, Zaira. In one way of thinking, what you said is correct. But, in another way, even if something goes out of control, and I don't think it would, otherwise I would be in his bedroom right now. Rajat is a gentleman and he flirts of course, but never crossed his line with me to date... you saw it yourself earlier... he plays us as long as we play with him... harmless flirting"

 

"When you put it this way, yes, I noticed it too"

 

"Okay, let's say, we flirt, and if something happens, we talk to each other, and make sure, Linny doesn't get even a remote idea of it. She knows and she had seen what happens between me and Rajat, and she does the same to Desmond as well... harmless flirting... so, want to bet?"

 

"Okay, then bet it is!"

 

"What's the reward, and how much time?", Mona asked.

 

"Let's say, a month?", Zaira was quick to reply.

 

"Hmmm... too short... let's keep it till this Christmas holidays. If anything happens by that time, and if one of us loses control, then the other remains a slave for one year", Mona laughed.

 

"Whaat!!! What do you mean slave???", Zaira was shocked again.

 

"Oh, God... girl... slave means, I will do everything that you ask of me, and vice versa... and everything means anything..."

 

"Ah, okay... then it's a bet, girl... bring it on", Zaira laughed and started to walk back to the bedroom. She couldn't follow what Mona said by ‘anything’ but she knew by then that she was soaked already.

 

"I will come and join the bed in a minute, Zaira", Mona updated from behind and stood in the dark kitchen.

 

"Oh God! You shocked me!", Mona whispered when she felt Rajat standing behind her.

 

"You heard?", she looked up with a naughty nod.

 

"Yes, and yes... I heard everything. Now, let me ask you. Are you pimping me out, lady?", Rajat picked on one of her earlobes lightly tickling her.

 

"Maybe..." Mona couldn’t suppress her giggle and paused as Rajat closed in… the heat of his body hitting her to stop everything she was thinking right then.

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Chapter-32:

"Oh God! You shocked me!", Mona whispered when she felt Rajat standing behind her.

 

"You heard?", she looked up with a naughty nod.

 

"Yes, and yes... I heard everything. Now, let me ask you. Are you pimping me out, lady?", Rajat picked on one of her earlobes lightly tickling her.

 

"Maybe..." Mona couldn’t suppress her giggle and paused as Rajat closed in… the heat of his body hitting her to stop everything she was thinking right then.

 

"Why? Do you think that I would chase anyone who is a woman?"

 

"Not anyone... I know you luv the chase, and I know how many you can handle, and I also know you cannot resist a woman's attention"

 

"Hmmm... okay... But, why would I entertain anyone else, when I have you?"

 

"That's your challenge, Mister. I am giving you this time to resist all your temptations. You will find two hot women showing all our attention to you in next two months and I think, this would actually help me to regain some of my lost value, as a woman and as a wife. Let's see if you can resist us", she giggled silently.

 

"If yes, then, what will be my gift, Mona? I can't stop even a moment not thinking of you... you saw how I lost my control few minutes earlier", Rajat was serious now.

 

"Well, I know and I am really sorry for that, once again, I apologise for my own lack of control. I will try me best during this time, and you also see how much you can keep your cool... if you succeed, then I will give you something that you are waiting for"

 

"And, what will be that, Mona?"

 

"Mister Big Bulge, you have to wait and find out for yourself...win me in this challenge", Mona laughed but her eyes were serious.

 

Rajat noted it, and silently agreed.

 

"I will go and sleep because, now I need to be ready for the challenge of a lifetime", Mona swayed her hips mildly and graced his hard on with one of her hands, tracing it's magnitude from top to bottom and then back making his gasp and tremble. The size and feel of his shaft itself gave her a mini orgasm as she stood there.

 

He moved forward and gave her a kiss on her forehead. Her eyes closed and reeled in his protective layer of comparison, and comradeship and understanding. 

 

They left silently in the dark to their respective bedrooms.

 

Linny watched and watched... and when nothing happened, she grunted with frustration and when she saw her partner in crime snoring, she swore loudly with disappointment and retired to bed.

 

Next day morning, Zaira woke up first by feeling her crotch wet as if she was having an orgasm along with a foreign weight pressed on to her. As she blinked her eyes open, she saw Mona dbangd her left hand and leg over her and for some reason, her body was responding back with spreading wetness at her groin. Silently, she shifter herself and with a soft murmur, rushed to her home. As soon as she locked the front door of her Villa where she was the only human present, she found herself discarding last of what she wore and jumping onto her bed with her hand clutched at her small breasts and wet pussy. Her eyes closed as her head started to play and replay the images of Rajat, and for some reason, she found Mona also in semi-naked state with them. Her mouth let out a loud moan when her long fingers traced her hairy pussy and broke it's entrance to slip past it's confines. In her head, the finger was Rajat's or Mona's, she couldn't fix on one face. Her legs splayed wide open allowing the large frame of the muscular man to take leverage. She saw her shapely limbs spreading wide and feet upwards with the big head of Rajat and then saw Mona's feminine face nearing her prized hole. 

 

"Oooouh-mmmmm", her moans reached another high note when she imagined his mouth closing in over her pussy lips. At the same time, she wondered why she was getting so high when Mona was closing on her to kiss her. Zaira's lips parted open mimicking herself to accept and return Mona's kiss. Her fingers pinched and squeezed both her nipples while imagining it as Rajat and Mona kneading and pinching them together... her other finger dug deeper into her hole replicating the feeling of Rajat replacing his tongue with the obnoxiously large penis. Her pussy filled with liquid and whimpers turned into muffled screams as she neared her release.

 

"Yaa’rabb", Zaira's imagination went wild as much that she thrusted her hips up and down the bed like she was reciprocating the hard pounding of Rajat and sloppy kisses of Mona. She felt her entire body vibrating towards it's finale. Legs flew way high that her hips were no longer on bed, her buttocks were high up in air, pussy pushing all its liquid outwards, fingers dug feeling the deepest ends of her pussy, as the crescendo peaked, her eyes shot open and her next scream shattered the bedroom walls. What she found in front was Mona sucking and punishing her pussy with her mouth and hands, with Rajat standing behind Mona thrusting himself into her with a rhythm that broke the last control of Zaira's pussy... she came... her pussy pushed... her fingers pinched and pulled her nipples, she saw her hairy pussy wet and sparkling around her own fingers... imagining it as Mona's... with a devilish Rajat pounding her mercilessly that made each thrust into her own pussy...

 

With one more long and gluttral groan, Zaira collapsed back on to her bed. Panting, gasping, trying to catch her breath... along with a satisfied moan that was long overdue to her sex starved body and mind.

 

 

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The next few weeks went by eventless while Mona and Rajat continued their message flirting activities. Their game  continued with Rajat making advantage of every chance that he could manage by getting close with Mona. 

Slight pull towards him, mild nudges on her body, pushing himself to her back and Mona wasn’t far behind. She also tried bumping at him from behind, announcing her presence when he least expected and sometimes she caught him looking at her with lust written all over his face and their temptation grew at a pace that both couldn't grasp. 

At the same time, Zaira started going to their homes without any prompts, announcing it as casual, she passed dishes to kids and adults with warm smile and affection on front, but both Mona and Rajat knew the real purpose... to Rajat's glee, the animal urge inside him started to play a prominent role. 

Once Mona caught Zaira who was deliberately forcing herself to stand closer with Rajat while they had a casual dinner outing with families. It seemed very accidental, but when they all finished the dinner at their favourite restaurant, and as they had drinks, they stood outside for the taxis to come and pick them up. When Mona turned to check on Rajat, she couldn't suppress a silent giggle...

 

Zaira was making an effort to stand behind Rajat and slant mildly to his broad backside while Mahmoud was at side to Rajat and had no idea how naughty his wife was trying to be. Rajat who saw Mona's glance, recognized it and accidentally moved his right hand behind and grazed Zaira's navel as if it happened by 'accident'. To both Mona's and Rajat's surprise, Zaira stood her ground and kept quiet. He let his hand remain mildly touching the slender woman's body till the taxi picked them up. Zaira tried to talk with Linny and Desmond with ease, but for some reason she couldn't connect with both the same way, she was with Mona and Rajat. 

From what she noticed and gathered, she was sure that there was something beyond a generic friendship that brewed between Mona and Rajat, and she was hell-bound to connect the dots.

 

Heat... all around... things were about to get spiralled. 

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It was after a month that night at Linny's home, the guy who was asked to investigate on Linny returned to Rajat with a startling information. 

 

Rajat called Mona immediately and asked her to meet him at a nearby cafe.

 

"What happened, Rajat? Why did you call me so urgently?", Mona was very much concerned.

 

"Mona, I got these from the guy who I asked to check on Linny. He was also keeping tab on Desmond as well"

 

"Oh, okay...and can I see what's here?", her voice rose as she sat next to him in close quarters.

 

"I saw this earlier today morning, and was making up my mind whether tk show you or not. There are photos here, and a video", he replied in a flat tone.

 

"And?"

 

"I wanted to ask you first. Are you okay, to see this? After looking at it, my world broke down completely. I still carried feelings to Linny, as she is my children's mother, and a part of me wanted to fair. Something like, after we catch them, possibly allowing her to speak out... and I wanted to listen what she has to say. But..."

 

"But?", Mona was exasperated by hearing his explanations.

 

"But... after this, I am not sure if they deserve a second chance. They deceived us from beginning, and the way they are taking this forward is totally how I thought it would be. They are completely different people that we know of... till now... and everything changed for me"

 

"Oh-God", her hands flew on to his shoulder as it pacifying each other.

 

"Do you want to see this?"

 

"Yes, I do", her answer and tone was firm as her steely determination.

 

Rajat handed over the cover.

 

Mona opened it, and a heavy gasp came out of her. 

 

The next moment, the contents fell from hands and Rajat had to catch them before it spread on the floor. Once collected, Rajat sat back and kept a comforting hand on Mona's leg. He saw her shivering... with anger... rage made her entire body to tremble.

 

"What the fuck is this?", somehow a seething curse came out from Mona.

 

"Same thoughts. This happened last week, and the guy explained to me that he was able to make a clear route map of Linny, and Des while going to office and returning to home. So, according to him, Linny sets the ground rules and Des goes with it. You didn't see the second set of photos. I know it is painful, but please have a look", Rajat pushed few of the photos from the lot to Mona's hands.

 

With continued tremors, Mona took a peak...her eyes widened with disbelief and another gasp left her.

 

"Is this true?", a soft but agitated question came from her.

 

"Yes, and now I got the circle complete. Linny has Des on her fingers and by now, from what's in these pictures, I see him as well", Rajat pensively replied on the fact and proof that sat on their hands.

 

Mona was staring at a photo where Mahmoud was groping a top-naked Linny trying to suck her nipples. The photo showed that Linny was trying to avoid, but of course, an act. Mona guessed as much.

 

"So, what did your connection say about all this? How long?", her questions carried the pain that went past Rajat's heart and made his eyes fog with tears.

 

"They...they have been doing this all this time... I mean, Linny and Des. But, Mahmoud came into picture just two weeks back"

 

"So...I mean...why are they doing this to us, Rajat? Why is she doing it, Why is Des doing it? Are they not happy with us? Haven't you and me been supporting them all through our lives? What are we missing here... Oh God... I am... I... I don't know what to do, Rajat"

 

"Please, Mona. I am with you... always. And, my only request is you to stay strong, for our kids, for me"

 

The moment his words flew past his lips, Mona's heart crumbled into pieces. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to cry out her sorrow, or to feel happy to hear his words...her head fell forward onto his chest where he held her close. His heartbeats became her pacifying source. Rajat kept his hand on her head, patting, solacing, and comforting the shattered woman.

 

"Mona, people are watching", he slowly pulled her away and wiped her tears.

 

"Tell me in full, Rajat. I need to know... everything", her voice was suddenly determined and hard.

 

"Sure, I will tell you exactly what my source said", he paused. "Linny and Des have their frequent meetings at the small park on the way home from office. They have a spot where they spend and it is a secluded area. Sometimes, they openly do some mischievous things or sometimes they just spend time before coming home. Two week ago, Linny came in with Mahmoud in her car and Des was already waiting at their spot, hidden from them. Mahmoud and Linny came out in a playful mood, and sat at their spot. Then some sort of argument happened, and Mahmoud forced himself at her. Linny was possibly acting as she disliked it, at first, then she entertained him by giving a blow job. These are pictures that you saw and then on, more or less every day, both started coming together and it's going on till now", he paused..."This is all what I know of, as of now"

 

"But... What does she see in him, and Des?", she eyes Rajat mischievously, "both are not like YOU... not BIG", she played her words as her eyes darted towards Rajat's groin.

 

"Well, what can I say, others are not blessed with what I have, and I think she is not fond of BIG thing like how you love it", he played back with a grin.

 

"Eesh, stop, Rajat"

 

"You started it"

 

"Still, we are in public space"

 

"Oh, you mean, it's okay to talk in private and not in public? But, guess what? I saw 'someone' few weeks ago who was so publicly displaying herself... Do you know who I am talking about?", he playfully squeezed her left thigh.

 

Mona wondered how large his hand was and with just a simple grip, he covered almost more than half of her thickness before replying. "Well, I don't know who that is Mister... maybe some girl who just wanted to have good time... with you"

 

"Hmm... true true... what I found was, more than she liked spending time with me, she was more at ease when she started displaying herself to public eyes... a real babe with an attitude, I say", he laughed at her making her relax.

 

"Right... jokes apart, Rajat... but all of this, where is she headed, and where are 'we' headed to?", her eyes were sincere.

 

"I really don't know about them. But, for me, I know where I am headed to"

 

"And, that would be...", her eyes were angelic. There were so many questions there, as he read.

 

"Darling, wherever I end up... trust me... you will be with me. I can't imagine a life without you, anymore", his voice was tender and loving.

 

"Stop, Rajat. The more I hear your voice and thoughts, I feel I am not worthy to be called as a woman. I already feel bad that I am cheating my husband with you...our interactions, our messages, our playful actions. I know all these are so wrong... but... but... in some twisted fantasy, it makes me feel better. Maybe I am an escapist needing to keep my thoughts away from the real life... I don’t know... I am not a worthy woman", she sobbed silently.

 

"Sshhhh... easy there... tiger... If you think in this way, then who will be there with me when this madness settle? Do you even think for a moment that I would have a great life with Linny walking out? No... that's not what would happen. I don’t want me and you to be shelter less and abandoned in our sorrow once we get past this mess... okay... be with me... and I am... I mean, I will be with you... we will figure this out once the score with them are sorted... till that time... I will think of the 'gift' that you promised"

 

"Gift?", hearing his words, Mona felt her mood getting better and she was suddenly lost on what he was referring to.

 

"Oooh! You... naughty monkey... remember what you told me that night when Zaira slept in our home? You offered me a 'gift', if I kept my cool till Christmas...  now, tell me... what is that gift?", Rajat squeezed her thighs hard making her squeal silently.

 

"Oh that!"

 

"Yes, THAT!"

 

"Hmm... gift will be a gift only when it's given as surprise. Now, if you behave till Christmas, it's hardly one more month now, you will get your reward, Mister"

 

"Tell me, at least give me a hint"

 

"Hmmm... let me think", by saying that, Mona removed his hand on her left thigh... then, by looking into his eyes, she traced her hand down and lifted the hem of her office skirt a bit above her knee.

 

Rajat's couldn't focus on her eyes further... the obvious movements... his gaze fell down your her lap, where he saw the bronze skin getting exposed in such slow manner that within seconds, his cock sprang to full mast.

 

"Is this...?"

 

"Maybe", as she replied, he saw the skirt had riding upwards to reveal half of her thigh... it was only a matter of seconds that it would reach a point to disclose her panty.

 

Rajat grunted with discomfort and lust.

 

"This is it for today Big Guy. Live with it for now, and behave yourself", by saying it, she released her skirt back to normal.

 

The next grunt was of dissatisfaction from Rajat.

 

"You will be severely punished for doing this to me, Tiger", he made an angry face.

 

"Uuuuu... I am scared", Mona laughed loudly.

 

"You should be... once I take charge, then your laugh will cease to exist. Later, don't tell me that I didn't warn you"

 

"Yeah yah, you would never get to see me like that night in this life", she warned with laugh.

 

"Of course, who said about your allowing me... I will take what I want, I don't need your permission", he replied with equal pretence.

 

"Okay, let's see, who takes who. It's only a month from now, tiger", she teased him back. "Oh, I need to go back office. And, Rajat... thank you for being my pillar. I don't have words like yours, but you know what I mean"

 

"You don't have to tell me, Mona.... I know"

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After two more weeks:

 

Linny was driving with Mahmoud sitting in passenger seat and Desmond in the back.

 

"So, Mahmoud. Did you think about what we said?", Linny asked.

 

"I did, and I am still deliberating on it, Linny"

 

"And?", Desmond asked back.

 

"It's not easy as you asked. "You know, I don't like Basheerji. I don't hate him, I am okay to share you with him. But, to share Zaira to him, that's going to be a huge stretch. I am quite not sure, how it would work. Honest, I am very much apart from her in heart. I want children, and she can't give to me. I asked her permission to marry a second wife, and she declined without any explanation." Mahmoud seemed exasperated.

"So, why don't you go for divorce then, Mahmoud?"

"I wish she understands me. She don't want to go for Talaaq. So, I am in a fix that I don't know how to sort. And, now, you both came up with this proposition to share her or allow Basheerji with her, and I catch her with him, that gives me some room to work this out. But again, I am not sure how this Basheer thing would work with her", he replied stating the facts.

 

"True, I agree and understand your points. But, listen Mahmoud, I offered you a proposition, yes?", Linny replied.

 

"Yes"

 

"If you go by it, then you are the one who will benefit at all ends, can't you see it?"

 

"Yes, I do... and Linny, to do what you asked of me, the time of one month is way too less. I need to plan a lot of scenarios to make it happen"

 

"Yes, and that's why we are here for... to help you", Desmond joined.

 

"Alright, so tomorrow night?", Mahmoud turned towards Linny but his eyes were on her heavy breasts.

 

"Tomorrow night", Linny confirmed back.

 

After she dropped Mahmoud way ahead of their Villa compound, both Desmond and Linny went for another drive.

 

"Do you think he will do as you asked?", Desmond questioned.

 

"He should. If he have to have me for a fuck, yes, he should", Linny's answer was curt and short.

 

"But, why did you gave yourself up? I don't like Basheer already and now we have Mahmoud also with us"

 

"Look, Des. This is who I am. If you don't want to accept me as who I am, then better you sign off and be your own... go back to your sweet little Mona and kids"

 

"God! Linny, I didn't mean it that way. You know I love you, and there is no life for me without you. Why do you take things to such extremes?", he sounded exasperated.

 

"To get what I want... A life away from that sex maniac. A life of peace... with you, of course", she added the last words to comfort him.

 

"Okay, I am with you. I will meet you at our place tomorrow late night then", with that clarity, Desmond dropped off and took a taxi home.

 

Linny sat in her car lost in thoughts. She recalled how Mahmoud reacted when she engaged him, on their first so called car date. A chuckled escaped her mouth as the events unfolded in her head.

 

Based on her understanding with Basheer's intentions and 'ask' she planned her moves.

 

It was three weeks earlier, when Linny drove to the College where Mahmoud worked and waited for him to walk out after the day got over. The moment she saw him, behaving as accident, spoke with him and offered a lift back home that he gladly accepted. She repeated the same for few more times, till he was comfortable with her and a friendship started between them. Then she kicked start mild flirting...telling him how much she was not satisfied in her bedroom life and demeaning Rajat to his benefit. Slow by slow, Mahmoud opened up to her about his unhappy life on how much he wanted children and her much he hated Zaira because she wouldn't permit a second marriage and all related topics. Few time, Des also joined them and in a short while often to twelve days, they became so close that discussions started to focus more on physical needs and personal cravings.

 

Linny introduced Mahmoud to the safe spot at the park where they drank coffee and chatted their hearts out. One such evening, when Des was not with them, Mahmoud blurted out to Linny about how hot she was and how he was thrilled to see her in swimsuit with her voluptuous curves that he carried images of, all times. 

 

The next day, Linny ensured Desmond to wait at their spot secluded with a video camera that would capture what was about to happen.

 

As she picked Mahmoud up, Linny expressed her need to stop at the park.

 

"Why, I thought you were tired", exclaimed Mahmoud.

 

"Yeah, but you know how much Rajat hates breast milk, I have to run to toilet always when these two things cannot stop from squirting", she looked down at her breasts. "And today, I forgot the milk-pads at home and it started to flow...I need to change my bra. No one will be there. You can keep watch if someone comes", she asked help.

 

"Ugh... I don't know why Rajat doesn't like breast milk. If it was me, I would drink it all thanks giving it to the kid", Mahmoud replied in a jovial tone.

 

"Would you?", her expression was innocent.

 

"I would, yes. Who wouldn't want to help a woman in need?", he was visibly confused.

 

"Well, for one at my home, he never does but if the one here with me is offering help, then what can a poor woman do other than accepting it?", she smirked as she opened the top button of her top with a seductive smile.

 

Mahmoud gulped and wondered where this was going. The scent of her breast milk had spread through the air conditioned car and as he looked her breasts heaving up and down along with the skin that got exposed, his penis work up and stood in an upright position inside his pants.

 

"Oh, we are here", with that, Linny stopped the car and walked towards the secluded spot. Through the corner of her eyes, she saw Desmond hiding and  watching them.

 

Mahmoud followed like a puppy behind a meat bone.

 

Once at the place, Linny sat on the large bench and turned away from Mahmoud with the presence of modesty.

 

"Do you... I mean... Do you want any help?", he asked pensively.

 

"What help?", Linny placed innocent.

 

"I mean, if you are flowing that much, and you said you don't have anything to wipe, anything I can do?", he asked again hiding his erection.

 

"Hmmm... yes, you can. But, I don't know Mahmoud. You would be having wrong thoughts of me. I know, I am sexually starving and your attention like this is very much concerning me. If anyone comes to know... I don't know what could happen", she paused mid-way and behaved like she was scared.

 

"No one has to know. I won't tell anyone in this life. W,.', I won't", he promised on his God.

 

"Still... This is not right. We both are married people with dignity in this society, if I accept your help, would you be okay with it?", her faced turned to Mahmoud who sported a big grin and lust written all over.

 

"As your close friend, let me help", he hiccupped as he moved closer to his target.

 

"I... I don't know still", Linny played coy and innocent.

 

"Look, I will close my eyes, you just open the dress and guide me and I will suck it out", he finally mustered up courage and asked what he wanted of her.

 

"Hmmm... okay... but, Mahmoud... this will be our secret... don't... never... talk about this even as a joke, promise?", Linny bit her lips and made her eyes to make him feel that she was creaming already with his offer.

 

"Yes, on my God, yes. Let me help you", Mahmoud kneeled in front of her on grass and prepared himself by closing his eyes.

 

"You can look", Mahmoud got goosebumps when he heard her soft voice next to his face.

 

As he opened his eyes, he saw Linny hardly an inch away from him. In a slow move, she pulled herself back. He gasped when he saw what she was showing.

 

Linny, while she spoke to him, had removed her top and let it fall to her waist and sat back with her entire upper body, bare and naked. Her large, milk filled mummeries stood a bit sagging with their weight, but the way she presented her nakedity in a public place, to a stranger, made him gulp his own saliva. Her nipples were dark, with large areolas... the two nubbings were so pointed that all he wanted was to crush both her meat in his hands and suck the juice out of it.

 

That's exactly what Mahmoud did.

 

Leaning forward to a relaxed sitting Linny, he mashed his face inside her big cleavage and using his hands, smashed her breasts against both sides of his face. Her soft skin felt hot to him. The moment he felt his fingers becoming wet, he pulled away and latched himself onto one of her nipples... sucking...  nibbling... drinking...

 

Linny was in heaven as she sat on the park bench.

Now, as she sat in her car and reminisced about that evening, one of her hand found it's way to dive underneath her office pant and panty to clasp her pussy that was watering like crazy. Her eyes were closed as she thought of what Mahmoud did to her, in that public place.

 

With her encouraging groans, Mahmoud got bold. He moved to suck her lactating milk from both her breasts. Using one of his hand, he pressed his erection through the pants. With the other hand, he squeezed and milked her thoroughly. Within few minutes, he finished the last drop from one of her breast and latched onto next. Linny grinned as she found the reality being lost to the man who was servicing her like a mad dog.

 

"Easy, easy Mahmoud... please, don't hurt me", she crooned but made sure she didn't made any attempt to show that she was entertaining him... that was the plan.

 

"Sorry... sorry... but...  I just can't get enough of this...you. So tasty... I would help you all day and everyday if you want to... Khudaah kasam... hmmm", with senseless words, he attended to her other breasts tk suck the last drop.

 

Slowly, Linny pulled away from him and buttoned up her top.

 

"Thank you, Mahmoud. I... I don’t know what to say or maybe how to thank you", she expressed her feelings with few tears.

 

"Oh, you don't have to, and please, you didn't cheat. This is just asking help and getting help... from a close friend... and to be honest, I loved it", Mahmoud fumbled for words.

 

"I should say Thank you... please, keep this between us okay? If this comes out from either of us, both our lives are over with", she replied with a serious face.

 

"Yes-yes... of course... I won't tell a soul, trust me, Linny"

 

"Yes, I do trust you. I knew you were a sweet person the moment we met", she replied as they walked back to her car.

 

Linny, who had her fingers lodged deep inside her pussy, jolted hard when she came, and she thought of the next phase where she cornered Mahmoud.

 

To all three humans who took part in the unholy act, never realised that a fourth person was capturing them in action. The guy who was investigating Linny and Des was there taking snaps and videos of what unfolded there. 

 

The video that Desmond took, they trimmed it only to show Mahmoud asking Linny to show her breasts, and latching on to both nipples, sucking and drinking and focus was specific on how he kneaded his erection while manhandling the poor woman who sat helplessly. That's how the video looked like.

 

Linny, then, sent the video clip to Basheer. 

 

With his heart leaping out of joy, Basheer planned for the next evening to meet up with Linny and Desmond to confront Mahmoud in giving up Zaira… the one craving he had held in his dark heart since the moment he married her Mother. 

His uncut shaft throbbed with an unholy delight as the images of sleaze he planned to do with his step-daughter started playing in front of his eyes.

 

Linny held Desmond in her arms as he suckled her nipple like a man who was taught to behave as the next course of action she planned started playing it’s rehearsal in her head.