Adultery Knowing my wife, knowing me as well - 1 by Krish_999 ( Completed )

[sarit11]

I sat there thinking whether I should return to my earlier table or I remain in this table. But another thought crept in to my mind next moment. Why shouldn't I follow them?

I didn't wait much. I arose from my seat and walked out. I entered the corridor and looked right and then left. I thought I saw them walking out of the corridor from the left exit for a fraction of a second. I walked towards that exit.
It didn't take much to locate them.
They were walking slowly on the pavement along the small road. It was well lit, and I felt it's not safe to be visible. I slowed down.
I still didn't know if it's just a simple walk or what. But they walked together like a couple. Every bit of them. His right hand constantly rested around her hip as they walked along. Eventually they turned left and entered a park where I saw many couples sitting under various plants of various sizes as I walked past them. All of them seemed engaged in their own world and none noticed a man stealthily following his wife and her... I don't know how to describe him.
Was he her lover? No. Never.
Was he her friend? No. Not yet.
Was he an acquaintance? No. Not even that.
Then who was he?
I really found it strange. All I knew about him was his name. I didn't even know if that's true. And yet, he was allowed to walk away with my wife this far. He was allowed by me as well as Meera. I was supposed to be sitting in the bar and she seemed completely at ease with this strange man. What was in her mind? Was she equally confused like me? Or was she just following her impulses?
He lead her to a lone corner and sat her on a bench under the dark shade of a tree. I knew it's not a good sign at all.
And I was correct. As soon as they sat together, he leaned to her and kissed her. It was quite an intense one, I assumed, as it lasted longer than a normal first kiss. I couldn't see the kiss, as he was facing the opposite side. His right hand was around her shoulder and I saw his left also moving to her. But I couldn't exactly make out what he was doing to her.
I heard someone walking to me from my back side. I thought a second and quickly pulled out my mobile, and held it close to my ear. Pretending to be talking over the phone I turned to them. It was a couple. They saw me and turned to their right and disappeared among the bush. I had unintentionally averted the possibility of stopping Arman and Meera from whatever they were doing. Having ensured no one's coming that way, I turned my attention back to them. This time I could see what was Arman up to with his hand. He was working under her dress. Probably touching her delicates. She has leaned back by then, inviting him for more. And he went for more. His face moved along her neck to her chest. With right hand he slipped her frock from the shoulder. I could see her moaning as he kissed or even licked around her chest. This went on for a few minutes.
At a moment, he stopped it all and looked around if anyone's watching. I moved back quickly to hide myself. I couldn't see them anymore. I bent down and crawled inside the bushes slowly. It was really dark inside. I crawled forward until I got a clear view to them. And what I saw, simply stunned me.
He had freed his dick out if his pants, and the fingers I saw touching it wasn't his. It was Meera. She slowly touched it while being kissed relentlessly. Very soon she gained confidence and almost grabbed it with her right hand. Arman shifted his face to her tits yet again, and I watched in amaze Meera slowly moving her hand up and down. It was quite dark, and a part of it was still inside his pants and I couldn't make out it's size. But I eventually saw its thickness. It was thicker than the one I see everyday.
The moment I thought about my dick, I noticed the pain it was bearing under my tight pants. It had grown to the maximum watching all this and I sensed it would be damaged soon. I slowly unzipped my pants and freed it to the air. It was throbbing and I immediately felt ashame of myself. But I wasn't the one who feared shame. Not anymore. I had learned to enjoy it. If I was scared of anything at that moment, that was to touch my dick. I was scared if I explode as soon as I touch it.
Arman then pulled Meera onto his him, to his lap first, and further turned her body to lay her on the bench. She didn't put up a single gesture of resistance. She laid there on her back watching him getting up by his left knee still on the bench and bending down to her to kiss her. When he finished his kiss I saw where his left hand was, it was slowly pulling her panty along her thighs, which were folded and up in the air!
Without facing even a small pause, he was allowed to remove her panty and keep it aside. I was watching all this, with all my conscience, and I was still able to stand it. My lovely wife, who had just whispered the words 'i love you' in my ears a few minutes ago, making me feel she meant it then, was about to be provided with moments that belonged entirely to me. In a few moments, watching her do it, I would watch myself being relegated from the one to the one of many. I knew all this. But I still could stand it. I cursed the fact that I'm not angry. I cursed that I'm enjoying it.
She had spread her legs apart. Right leg was raised in to the back of the bench and left one hung to the ground. Even in that darkness I could make out how shiny were her thighs. He lowered his pants and I saw it now, clearly. Then I saw him adjusting himself to the point of no return. Beginning with a gentle push, he quickly stuffed her with whole of his meat. I wondered how she managed to contain him. I had seen its length and girth, even in the darkness. I didn't even stand a comparison to him. Suddenly I realised a fact. A truth. That I was providing her with something that wasn't enough for her, all through her life! Here, she was receiving what she truly deserved. And he was giving it to her perfectly. She moaned, rolled her head on the bare bench, and held on to the edge of it, as he went on to give it to her for longer than what I could do in a month combined. It was a real test for her and she stood it, enjoying every bit of it. After five minutes or so, I saw her letting out a suppressed scream, making me realise how she truly responds to an intense orgasm. Once it was seemingly subsided, she grabbed his hip with her both hands, and raised her left leg up to wrap him between both of her bare legs. She had forgotten that she's in a park, so open. Arman still had it left in him. He fucked her for more, and his moans were audible to me. I was scared if someone would heard it. He kept going furiously, before finishing with a series of quick pushes deep into her. I forgot to breathe, or breathed only when my body cells begged my subconscious mind for some oxygen to keep me alive. He then held it still, pushed into her for a few seconds to ensure he's discharging all of his juice in the right place. I was watching my wife receiving it from another man with all pleasure, without protection. Her safe period was over as per my knowledge. But it didn't concern me at the moment. I felt kind of thrilled, of what I had just witnessed. I really felt it normal.

In those moments there was one thing that slightly bothered me, which I do remember even now, and it now feels quite funny. That was about this: she wasn't on her safe days, and he's just inseminated her. What if she forgets to take an afterpill? How would I remind her to take one? She had to do it herself, but the worry was mine.

Arman was still bent down on her, devouring her mouth. Meera willingly lay there, until he decided to stop. He said something to her and she smiled. I couldn't see her face completely but I was able to imagine how beautiful it was.
Then they both sat up, adjusting their clothes. I saw his now limp cock for a fraction a second. I felt like it was staring at me and still trying to challenge me.

"Lucky bastard" I said in my mind and looked at mine, still hanging out in the air. It was in a mess, complete mess. I saw cum leaking from it, and that's when I realised that I had ejaculated, somewhere during the show. I quickly grabbed it and hid it inside my jockey, like it wasn't worth showing it off. I felt embarrassed for owning it.
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