Adultery Indian Wife & Second Encounter by rupanita-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Although she slept nude as Lakshmi had rightly observed, she put on a light peach colored nightie, dimmed the lights and switched on the TV. Somehow she felt butterflies in her stomach, though with Lakshmi's presence there did not appear to be any reason for apprehension.

At around 10. when the cook was winding up the kitchen, Lakshmi appeared on the door and beckoned her to come. There was a long passage that led to the servant's quarters. Simran did not question Lakshmi but quickly followed her, their barefooted feet making no noise on the marbled floor. Within minutes they reached Lakshmi's quarters. The door opened noiselessly and they were inside.

'Come, Mem Sahib. Don't be nervous. He sleeps like a dead man and won't wake up.' She said pointing towards the bed where a man lay sleeping covered loosely by a sheet. The room was amply lit and as Simran watched with trepidation, Lakshmi pulled the bedsheet off.

Sure enough, it was Bhavu asleep and nude as Lakshmi had said he would be. His cock was flaccid which was natural. The birthmark which Lakshmi was so eager to show was near the right testicle. Lakshmi caught hold of the cock and testicle with full confidence and showed Lakshmi the mark. It definitely was similar to the one on Simran's thigh though the colour and texture must have been different. Simran was still in the process of examining it when both of them heard the cook calling Lakshmi.

'Why is she coming here? You wait here, Mem Sahib while I go and tackle her.' Lakshmi said and leaving Simran there, vanished. For Simran this was a very peculiar situation to be in. She was alone in a room with a nude man, clad in a skimpy nightie which she could easily push off the shoulder. She decided to caste her inhibitions aside. After all, if last time it was Bhavu who was calling the shots, this time she would do it.

She quickly slipped off the nightie. The erotic tension in the air suddenly increased. What had he done the last time? Yes, fucked her breasts. She gingerly caught hold of his cock and rolled the foreskin back. The pink head seemed to be inviting. With her ears on the alert for any footsteps, she licked the head very lightly and suddenly unable to control herself, engulfed in between her lips and gave it a suck. As if on cue, the cock started hardening between her lips. Suddenly afraid, Simran left him and stood in the shadows, forgetting that she was nude and that her nightie was lying on the floor. Thankfully Bhavu did not wake up.

Simran again ventured back, this time touching the tips of her nipples to the cock, in the process she herself started becoming wet. God, if only there could be a way to fuck a man without his waking up! But surely, she could touch her pussy lips to the cock. Who would know? If at all this was to be attempted, it was to be done quickly. She went to the door and looked into the corridor. Silence!!

She came back quickly with a new resolve, climbed onto the bed, and taking her body weight on her knees, inserted his flaccid cock tip in the warm and wet confines of her pussy lips. However as she felt Bhavu stir she left the bed slowly and gradually. Just as she was putting on the nightie, she realized that a bit of her lipstick had smeared Bhavu's cock. Before she could think of what to do, Lakshmi entered the room grumbling, ' The cook is no good. Always wants my help to clear up the table. I couldn't even tell her that Mem Sahib is with me.'

'Its okay.' Simran said breathlessly. ' I think I'll go back.'

'Of course, Mem Sahib and thank you. Just as I was coming one thought crossed my mind.' Lakshmi smiled. Without any encouragement from Simran she carried on. 'Mem Sahib, I have seen you nude, you have seen Bhavu nude and Bhavu has seen me nude. You have not seen me nude and neither has Bhavu seen you. If he saw you, he would be spellbound; you are so pretty.'

'We'll talk later. I am going.' Simran said as she left the room.

God knows what has come over this woman, Simran thought. This person has seen that person nude! But then she realized that, well, Lakshmi was not that wrong after all. She had not seen Lakshmi nude. But what was the need. And the way Lakshmi was going on and on about the dream, God only knows what she had in mind. Simran wondered what her reaction would be had she come to know the truth. But anyway, tonight's was not a bad experience. She silently muttered a word of thanks to the cook who had called Lakshmi at the right time.

A couple of days passed normally. However she found herself in a state of advanced sexual excitement. After all, now she was armed with the knowledge that Bhavu slept like a log. If at all, she wanted to have a look at his cock she could go there and circumstances permitting, even give him a nice suck. What was particularly enchanting about this thought was the sheer secrecy. Nobody would know. Amit was however in a bad mood constantly. Things had not been going well at the business front. He was shouting at the servants which scared Simran lest anyone else get an idea of taking revenge like Bhavu. Or it was also possible that Bhavu may have told someone of his exploits with Mem Sahib.