Adultery My Wife Gave Farewell To My Boss On Retirement

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Then came the awaited Hour — 12’o clock — the advent of New Year and instantly all lights were extinguished or gone for 5 minutes. . . And participants on dancing floor went wild. . . Everyone was making most of the ‘darkness’…or taking liberty with his/her pair. A rapid squishy sound, suggesting random kisses, was all around. . I could sense my boss’s eager mouth was sealed with Sudeshna’s. And then the moment lights came back, all instantly turn apart, as if nothing had happened! But the disheveled clothes, especially those of women, testified the wild moment that elapsed away. . .moments before. We then came back to our table for dinner. While having dinner, together with whisky, he thanked me for scoping him to enjoy Sudeshna closer company; he thanked my wife as well.


This incidence was fresh in my mind so I wanted to invite boss to my place and treat him with my wife’s body and lust. Mr Yenduri, my then boss [aged 61], retired from his service on 6th January this year. He was given a farewell at office as usual. I had told Sultan about boss’s retirement and told him that I personally wanted to give him a ‘treat’ as he had always favored me in my career. Sultan then suggested me he would be very happy if I treated him with a grand ‘personal satisfaction’ and for this my best gift to him would be Sudeshna, my understanding wife. His suggestion allured me, and accordingly I talked out with Sudeshna.

She smiled and assured she would entertain him in best post possible way. So, finally I invited Mr. Yanduri over a dinner at my place before his leaving Chennai for Hyderabad home. He gladly accepted my invitation. I remember it was a Sunday — the 8st January (2012) when the treat-tryst was fixed.

However, though boss retired in the first week of January and was given a grand farewell, he was still to stay another week at Chennai. So I met him and invited him over a dinner at my flat. He gladly accepted my invitation.

It was a Sunday evening. Mr. Yenduri was to come down by 7.30 pm. So I checked up with my wife getting ready before his arrival. She wore, as it’d been suggested by our e-friend Sultan, a blue-hued, semi-transparent shiffon share, with a matching deep-cut blue tight back-hooked blouse, with a black brassiere underneath it. She dolled up herself nicely and all that made her look a seductive ‘sex bomb’ .

And she had already taken a contraceptive pill as we did not want her to be knocked down by boss’s sperm. We already have one infant to look after. Mr. Yenduri however came down at about 7’30 pm. We welcomed him in. He was seated in the drawing-room, and we joined him. After a little casual chat, drinks and beverages were placed before him on the central table, and my wife started serving. And our jovial chats continued while sipping drinks.

After two rounds, boss turned a little tipsy. . .when (purposefully) I asked Sudeshna to give me a little massage upon my right forearm and fingers. Boss looked at us while Sudeshna was mildly massaging my hand. I smiled and blurted out to boss: “She is a good masseuse. . .and if you like it she could also give you a comfort. . .if you try her out”!

Boss’s face flashed with lust, and he smiled in consent. Next moment Sudeshna pulled a side-stool closer to his sofa, somewhat facing him, and took right hand in hers and placed it on her left shoulder and started massaging his hand with a naughty smile on her face. And due to massage-movement the pallu from her shoulder automatically slid off and fall upon her lap, thus exposing her full cleavage and or contours of twin breast-domes, though still hidden under the blouse.

Boss leered at her upthrusting bosom, and his eyes sparkled with lust for her. Smiling to myself, I further uttered: “Feel free, Boss. This is your home. Just relax and enjoy. She will be comforting you in the best manner..”! My words of indulgence egged on him to be now little naughty. . And next moment he slowly pulled his resting palm from her shoulder and drew it downwards. . . and it just came over my wife’s left breast-dome, and his palm now closed over it, from outside her blouse.

And he just gave her a mild squeeze on it, making my wife hiss in pleasure. She immediately reacted saying: “Boss is getting naughty. .!” On the other hand, my manhood was already angry in anticipation. Boss now did no more bother about my presence. He began simply cupping that breast of my full-bodied wife, dead in my front, obviously to my delight. And Sudeshna love-hissed at his every squeeze on that loaded breast. She was enjoying his touch but eyed at me for further permission which she already had. I nodded my head in affirmation which Boss thought about her gesture as if she was asking for my help.

Boss had by now turned aroused enough, and obviously loosing his continence. He was mauling her breast. I then told my wife in Gujarati: “Mane tamara blaujha ane bra kholi dvara bosa madada jethi bosa tamara boobs pasa kari sako cho” , and uttering this I stood up and came behind my wife, leaned forward, and unhooked, first her blouse and the brassiere, and then requested, “Boss please don’t feel shy, Take her blouse and bra and yank it all off her top.”

Boss needed no further instruction or utterance. He turned bolder, and in no time my beautiful wife became topless. Her full breasts, wet with her milk due to his squeezing, firmly upthrusting with all its youthful arrogance, jutted out before boss as if to challenge his masculinity… Boss lost his continence, and seized her both domes with hands and kept squeezing them out harder until milk from her breasts spurted into his under-palms. He was attracted to her milk oozing nipples.

I said, “Go on sir, grab her nipples and drink her milk. It is for you…..she wont mind. Our baby has had her belly full. You please continue………..”

Boss then withdrew one hand from a breast and closed his both palms around the other profusely milk-oozing breast and put his hungry mouth to its swollen nipple. And started sucking or consuming the milk-flow from that breast, creating typical squishy sounds of suction. My wife moaned with pleasure, and she too responded by shoving as much of her breast-flesh into his mouth as she could. Constantly, in that gesture, he sucked her both breasts, by turns, for some ten minutes. Due to excitement he felt his mouth drying up.

Finally he withdrew from her wet bosom, and looked up at me and asked me to get him a small peg of whisky, raw. I got him immediately. With that peg in hand he smiled and asked my wife to pour some of her breast-milk into his peg. At this she burst into a giggle. But then she squeezed out her breasts and milk squirted out in a jet into the peg. Thus she filled his peg with some milk, and boss drank it with a gusto.

Thereafter, he lifted my wife in his arms and asked me where our bedroom was. I guided him into bedroom. He placed her in the bed on her back, and started taking off his clothes. Seeing me standing there he asked me to sit outside. I smiled at him and came out but my wife interrupted, “No sir…….. please…… allow him to watch….that way I will also feel safe.” He said, “Ok but I have one condition…….He will only watch you in nude…..neither touch you nor jerk his cock.”

I agreed and stayed there as I wanted to witness the fuck session live rather than hear it from wife’s narration. I pulled a chair and sat on it watching their action. Sudeshna was topless with her nipples oozing milk due to pressure. Boss removed her saree but dbangd it along her neck as if adorning her with his pallu. Then he started sucking her breasts…….Pulling her nipples to stretch it……..He bit her nipples………….Even bit her breasts leaving red marks on it.

I kept watching in nude but without touching……..He was licking her armpits……..then her shoulders……………..then he began sucking her other nipples which gave out gush of milk…………..He was enjoying drinking her warm milk………………..Then he shifted down to her navel …………….. He circled the navel hole with his tongue making Sudeshna to jump up in air……………………….He tasted her belly button which no one had done before.