30-12-2019, 10:27 PM
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There was tears in Prabu's eyes as he kept down the phone. His father was not yet 63 but he was fighting for his life. He knew that he was a primary cause for this happening. His awful deeds had caused this distress and rapid deterioration in his health. He had been so selfish thinking only of his own pleasure that he did not for a moment think of the consequence of his actions. The first time he saw Meera he was mesmerized by her beauty. Then when he learnt that she was the wife of his friend it should have normally driven any immoral thoughts that was in his mind as regards to her.
That unfortunately did not happen even though at first, he tried to do the right thing and behave properly with her. Every time he saw her his desire for her would increase. Her luscious red lips would make him want to chew on those, succulent soft flesh. Her breast straining against her blouse would make him want to release them from their confinement and bury his face between them, her curvaceous hips would make his hands want to caress them. She totally dominated his thoughts so much that he lost all his sense of values. His wish to possess her became obsessive. That all-consuming desire made him plot meticulously to achieve his sinful objective. That Saravanan was a friend and a very trusting friend worked out well for what he had planned. All though there was this nagging sense of guilt that he was betraying the trust his friend had on him, her attractiveness made him push all those thoughts aside.
That day he came home very happily having just had a very satisfying romp with Meera in that abandoned old temple hall. They were meeting after more than a week and she had responded with passion when they had hugged and kissed. He had sucked on her breast with the hunger of not having tasted those delicious fruits for some time. As he had laid down Meera had sucked his cock without him asking her to. After more than a week those luscious red lips opened like ‘O’ was wrapped around his rock-hard flesh. The way she had sucked his cock deeply and lovingly showed she too missed their lovemaking sessions. She had bucked her hips up in abandon to meet his every thrust that day.
“Fuck me, hhsss….thrust your big cock in deep … Ohhh….I missed this…fuck your secret wife hard,” she had groaned loudly as she writhed under his body that night as the sound of thunder was heard all around them.
She had bit, scratched and squeezed his body against hers as they fucked like animals on that grassy floor. The ferocity of their coupling meant that their love session did not last more than 15 minutes or so. Her wet cunt muscles had gripped and grinded against his jerking cock as they came at the same time in a thunderous orgasm, her wail of pleasure almost being as loud as the thunder that struck at the same time their bodies were writhing together in waves after waves of pleasure. Her pussy overflowed with his love juice that finally had it’s release into her love channel. They had laid together in a tight embrace basking in the joy that still lingered in their body even after more than a minute after they had reached the height of delight. They kissed lovingly as lovers would do after each had given their partner the bliss that they so sought. He had wanted one more but she was unwilling as it was already too late and her kids would soon be back home after tuition.
He had not had a full sexual session with Meera ever since Saravanan had brought his worker’s mother to his home to be of assistance to Meera. Saravanan had actually remarked to him much earlier that he was thinking of getting someone to stay in his house and be of assistance to his wife. So, when Saravanan had actually brought the woman home, he dismissed it as a consequence of that earlier remark in his conversation with Saravanan. He had always had a thinking to do this and not because he suspected anything.
“I’m scared, he suddenly brought the old woman home. That too on the same day that we, had sex in the morning and he did not even come home for lunch that day. He said he was too busy in the shop. I’m so scared he suspects something,” Meera had remarked to him almost in tears, when he had called her on the phone the next day.
He had reassured her,” It’s just a coincidence. Saravanan had been telling me for some time that he needed to get someone to assist you in the household chores. It so happened he had brought her that night.”
She was somewhat assured even though not totally. She said it’s better that he stopped visiting her at home anymore. He too saw the logic in that and decided to be cautious for the time being, but he could not stay away from her for too long. The old longing for her body soon started to increase day by day. He convinced Meera to send the old lady on a chore to a shop. It would take the old woman at least half an hour to finish that and come back home. He had gone to Meera’s house as soon as the old lay had left. They had a hurried coupling on the dining table. Meera’s was fully clothed. Only her saree was up to her waist and the front of her blouse open with the bra pulled up and her breasts dangling outside. Prabu too had his underwear and pants around his ankles as he stood at the edge of the table and thrusts his cock in and out of her pussy. Even though they both had their orgasm that hurried mating was not very satisfying. It was then that after more than a week he managed to convince her to come out and they had that steamy sexual fornication in that old temple.
Little did he know that that would be the last time he would have sex with Meera. As he came home that night hell awaited him at home. He had never seen his father that furious. His mother sat in a corner crying. A chill ran down his spine as he immediately sensed that his adulterous affair was no longer a secret. His father berated him very harshly. He declared someone capable of such vile deed cannot be his own flesh and blood. In that sense he cast aspersions on his own mother’s chastity. He described the harrowing pain that Saravanan had undergone and even in that state when fury would have blinded a person from sound judgement Saravanan had still thought of the consequences for not only his own family but Prabu’s family. He had warned that if he ever met Saravanan’s wife again then he would only see his dead body after that. The disgust his father had on his face when he saw him would never be erased from his mind. It was as if he was seeing a slimy worm rather than his son.
His marriage to his uncle’s daughter was arranged within the next five days. The reason told was he had to go back to the gulf again and he was being called back in a hurry. His father did not want him to go away as a bachelor as he was afraid his son may become involved with some woman being at that vulnerable age and still a bachelor. They didn’t know that he already was involved with a woman and that too a married woman. Truth be told he had the offer to go back but he was so immersed in the illicit pleasure he was enjoying with his friend’s wife that he had no thought or desire to go back. He left soon after the marriage and his wife joined him about four months later when all the formalities were done. It’s now about 2 months since he was back in India permanently. He had started a small business in Chennai with the money he had saved, and he stayed with his wife and 6 months old daughter in a small but neat rented apartment.
He now had no choice, he had to go back to his hometown where he had vowed that he would never step foot in. Ever since they came back his wife had been insisting, they go back for a visit. He had given the excuse that the newly started business needed his utmost care and they can go back in due course. He had planned to make his parents come and visit them so that he did not have to go back but he did not know how he was going to do that because his father had expressly stated he did not want to see him again. His in-laws had visited them and had seen their daughter and their granddaughter. If he continued to avoid going back it would definitely raise his wife’s suspicions. He thought it was going to be unavoidable that he had to confess everything to his wife one day. He didn’t know what reaction to expect from her, but it certainly wasn’t going to be pleasant. Now, fate has intervened and he had to go back to his hometown.
He must certainly make sure that he avoided any contact with Meera. He owed this much at least to Saravanan. When his father told him about the pain and humiliation Saravanan had undergone it really hit him on how great and unforgivable his betrayal of the trust his friend had on him. If someone had done with his wife what he had done with Saravanan’s wife would he not have killed the both of them. Yet Saravanan had not even spoken an angry word against him. He had hurt badly that kind and good man and for that what he had suffered till now was not enough. Punishment definitely awaited him somehow in some form. Knowing and feeling all this he still could not drive the thoughts of Meera from his mind. Her smile, her beauty. Her face reflecting the modesty of a decent housewife changing to that of a wanton woman when she is in the throes of sexual pleasure still haunted his mind. Every time their naked bodies were entwined together in deep sexual union there was an abundance of sublime pleasure for both of them. Every time the memory of those days flashed through his mind there would be an automatic reaction in his groin.
Though he tried very hard to avoid it there were many time when he was making love to his wife when he closed his eyes the image of Meera would intercede into his mind. It was not that his wife was not a good sexual partner or that she was not good looking. In fact she was very pretty but she was not to the level of the outstanding beauty that was Meera. Whatever may be, he must not break the promise to his father and Saravanan. He hurriedly left for home. He had get his wife and daughter ready but first he has to make arrangements for their immediate travel. He hurriedly walked towards his motorbike.
That unfortunately did not happen even though at first, he tried to do the right thing and behave properly with her. Every time he saw her his desire for her would increase. Her luscious red lips would make him want to chew on those, succulent soft flesh. Her breast straining against her blouse would make him want to release them from their confinement and bury his face between them, her curvaceous hips would make his hands want to caress them. She totally dominated his thoughts so much that he lost all his sense of values. His wish to possess her became obsessive. That all-consuming desire made him plot meticulously to achieve his sinful objective. That Saravanan was a friend and a very trusting friend worked out well for what he had planned. All though there was this nagging sense of guilt that he was betraying the trust his friend had on him, her attractiveness made him push all those thoughts aside.
That day he came home very happily having just had a very satisfying romp with Meera in that abandoned old temple hall. They were meeting after more than a week and she had responded with passion when they had hugged and kissed. He had sucked on her breast with the hunger of not having tasted those delicious fruits for some time. As he had laid down Meera had sucked his cock without him asking her to. After more than a week those luscious red lips opened like ‘O’ was wrapped around his rock-hard flesh. The way she had sucked his cock deeply and lovingly showed she too missed their lovemaking sessions. She had bucked her hips up in abandon to meet his every thrust that day.
“Fuck me, hhsss….thrust your big cock in deep … Ohhh….I missed this…fuck your secret wife hard,” she had groaned loudly as she writhed under his body that night as the sound of thunder was heard all around them.
She had bit, scratched and squeezed his body against hers as they fucked like animals on that grassy floor. The ferocity of their coupling meant that their love session did not last more than 15 minutes or so. Her wet cunt muscles had gripped and grinded against his jerking cock as they came at the same time in a thunderous orgasm, her wail of pleasure almost being as loud as the thunder that struck at the same time their bodies were writhing together in waves after waves of pleasure. Her pussy overflowed with his love juice that finally had it’s release into her love channel. They had laid together in a tight embrace basking in the joy that still lingered in their body even after more than a minute after they had reached the height of delight. They kissed lovingly as lovers would do after each had given their partner the bliss that they so sought. He had wanted one more but she was unwilling as it was already too late and her kids would soon be back home after tuition.
He had not had a full sexual session with Meera ever since Saravanan had brought his worker’s mother to his home to be of assistance to Meera. Saravanan had actually remarked to him much earlier that he was thinking of getting someone to stay in his house and be of assistance to his wife. So, when Saravanan had actually brought the woman home, he dismissed it as a consequence of that earlier remark in his conversation with Saravanan. He had always had a thinking to do this and not because he suspected anything.
“I’m scared, he suddenly brought the old woman home. That too on the same day that we, had sex in the morning and he did not even come home for lunch that day. He said he was too busy in the shop. I’m so scared he suspects something,” Meera had remarked to him almost in tears, when he had called her on the phone the next day.
He had reassured her,” It’s just a coincidence. Saravanan had been telling me for some time that he needed to get someone to assist you in the household chores. It so happened he had brought her that night.”
She was somewhat assured even though not totally. She said it’s better that he stopped visiting her at home anymore. He too saw the logic in that and decided to be cautious for the time being, but he could not stay away from her for too long. The old longing for her body soon started to increase day by day. He convinced Meera to send the old lady on a chore to a shop. It would take the old woman at least half an hour to finish that and come back home. He had gone to Meera’s house as soon as the old lay had left. They had a hurried coupling on the dining table. Meera’s was fully clothed. Only her saree was up to her waist and the front of her blouse open with the bra pulled up and her breasts dangling outside. Prabu too had his underwear and pants around his ankles as he stood at the edge of the table and thrusts his cock in and out of her pussy. Even though they both had their orgasm that hurried mating was not very satisfying. It was then that after more than a week he managed to convince her to come out and they had that steamy sexual fornication in that old temple.
Little did he know that that would be the last time he would have sex with Meera. As he came home that night hell awaited him at home. He had never seen his father that furious. His mother sat in a corner crying. A chill ran down his spine as he immediately sensed that his adulterous affair was no longer a secret. His father berated him very harshly. He declared someone capable of such vile deed cannot be his own flesh and blood. In that sense he cast aspersions on his own mother’s chastity. He described the harrowing pain that Saravanan had undergone and even in that state when fury would have blinded a person from sound judgement Saravanan had still thought of the consequences for not only his own family but Prabu’s family. He had warned that if he ever met Saravanan’s wife again then he would only see his dead body after that. The disgust his father had on his face when he saw him would never be erased from his mind. It was as if he was seeing a slimy worm rather than his son.
His marriage to his uncle’s daughter was arranged within the next five days. The reason told was he had to go back to the gulf again and he was being called back in a hurry. His father did not want him to go away as a bachelor as he was afraid his son may become involved with some woman being at that vulnerable age and still a bachelor. They didn’t know that he already was involved with a woman and that too a married woman. Truth be told he had the offer to go back but he was so immersed in the illicit pleasure he was enjoying with his friend’s wife that he had no thought or desire to go back. He left soon after the marriage and his wife joined him about four months later when all the formalities were done. It’s now about 2 months since he was back in India permanently. He had started a small business in Chennai with the money he had saved, and he stayed with his wife and 6 months old daughter in a small but neat rented apartment.
He now had no choice, he had to go back to his hometown where he had vowed that he would never step foot in. Ever since they came back his wife had been insisting, they go back for a visit. He had given the excuse that the newly started business needed his utmost care and they can go back in due course. He had planned to make his parents come and visit them so that he did not have to go back but he did not know how he was going to do that because his father had expressly stated he did not want to see him again. His in-laws had visited them and had seen their daughter and their granddaughter. If he continued to avoid going back it would definitely raise his wife’s suspicions. He thought it was going to be unavoidable that he had to confess everything to his wife one day. He didn’t know what reaction to expect from her, but it certainly wasn’t going to be pleasant. Now, fate has intervened and he had to go back to his hometown.
He must certainly make sure that he avoided any contact with Meera. He owed this much at least to Saravanan. When his father told him about the pain and humiliation Saravanan had undergone it really hit him on how great and unforgivable his betrayal of the trust his friend had on him. If someone had done with his wife what he had done with Saravanan’s wife would he not have killed the both of them. Yet Saravanan had not even spoken an angry word against him. He had hurt badly that kind and good man and for that what he had suffered till now was not enough. Punishment definitely awaited him somehow in some form. Knowing and feeling all this he still could not drive the thoughts of Meera from his mind. Her smile, her beauty. Her face reflecting the modesty of a decent housewife changing to that of a wanton woman when she is in the throes of sexual pleasure still haunted his mind. Every time their naked bodies were entwined together in deep sexual union there was an abundance of sublime pleasure for both of them. Every time the memory of those days flashed through his mind there would be an automatic reaction in his groin.
Though he tried very hard to avoid it there were many time when he was making love to his wife when he closed his eyes the image of Meera would intercede into his mind. It was not that his wife was not a good sexual partner or that she was not good looking. In fact she was very pretty but she was not to the level of the outstanding beauty that was Meera. Whatever may be, he must not break the promise to his father and Saravanan. He hurriedly left for home. He had get his wife and daughter ready but first he has to make arrangements for their immediate travel. He hurriedly walked towards his motorbike.
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