Adultery CORRUPTION OF MINDS

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The wedding was a hugely successful event. They had finished at the church and had a reception in the evening at a five star hotel with a elaborate buffet menu for both vegetarians and non-vegetarians. Late after everyone had left for the evening the dead tired couple returned to their hotel room and slept. It wasn’t till late in the noon when they finally woke up.
George kissed his wife, “It does not feel different.” He added.
She snuggled out of her blanket, “What do you mean…”
“I was expecting it to be different… you know… it just feels like before our wedding.”
Priya grinned, “Yep… only now we have a legal contract…. I mean soon.”
They kissed and he softly ran his hand on her breasts. His mobile rang, it was Frank. He spoke for a while.
“Dad has asked us to come and meet him in the evening.”
“Why…” she already knew the answer.
“What time are we meeting him?”
“Seven…” he checked the time, it was closer to three, “Which means we have to leave soon.”
“What I thought we were going…”
“It can wait love…” George kissed his wife.

Around seven George pulled up by the road, his dad’s car was parked right by.
“Follow me.” Frank said without getting out of the vehicle. George stepped back into his car and followed his father. Through the thick traffic it wasn’t difficult to miss his father’s Porsche Cayene.
Priya already knew were they were going, she wanted to break the surprise but it would be like spoiling Frank’s surprise and after their brief liaison she didn’t want to.
George pulled up to the parking lot of a huge house at the very end of a gated community.
Frank turned around, “Come in, I have a friend to meet.” Frank added as he walked in through the gate. Priya followed the two men few feet behind. It was difficult to not speak out what she knew.
George walked in through the open door into a brand new home. Frank pulled out the keys from his pocket, dangled it before his son.
“What?” George asked.
“Congrats on the wedding son.” Frank added.
“What is this…”
“This is our home…” Priya shouted out and Frank smiled.
“What do you mean.” George was still not sure looking at the key.
“That keys are useless, you need to fill in your fingerprints.” Frank said smiling.
“What…”
“This is our house. Frank’s gift…” Priya filled.
“What…” George stared around, “Are you fucking kidding me…”
“Nope…” Frank replied.
“And you know…”
“I let her decide the interiors…”
“I could not wait to tell you…”
George hugged his dad and Priya joined too.
They took a good hour seeing their own home while Frank went out for some phone call. George had never been happier. ‘He never told me’ George was close to tears, ‘He never told me.’ Wiping his tears. Priya held her husband knowing that it had been a long dream of his to buy a house in the city and this was better than anything they had seen. The three went for a dinner at nearby restaurant. Priya and George headed off to their hotel room and grabbed their dress and luggages.
“New house and we are going to celebrate tonight.” George smiled, leaning forward and kissing.
“Is your surprise better…”
“Mine…” George smiled, “Not as good as the house, but a close second. I can’t beat dad’s gift.”
Priya leaned and kissed her husband on the lips. The two drove to their new house. It took a good hour and half and by ten they pulled up through the gates of their own home. Frank’s car was no where to be seen. She opened the door with her fingerprint and stepped inside.
“I need to get refreshed…” George added.
“Don’t use my washroom…” Priya added.
“How about we start…” George paused, “No… we will start later, I have got you a dress.” George leaned and kissed his wife.
“Don’t tell me that is the surprise.”
“No honey, that gift is for me.” George grinned and kissed her again. Priya walked up the flight of stairs into the bathroom. She filled the tub and slid into the bathtub. It was going to be a special night and her first fuck as a wife, that called for a special bath. A good hour later she stepped out dbangd in a bathtub. Taking her time to dry her hair and she walked out into her bedroom.
There was a briefcase on the bed. The super king sized bed, six feet plus in length and breadth. George always wanted to have pets and he loved rotweilers and pit bulls, given that she too was crazy about dogs she had added her own to the list, a labrador. The super king size bed was for the whole family, but not the briefcase, that was for her. She popped it open and saw a note.
‘This gift is for me, beautiful.’ George.

She pulled out the packet and spread it out. She knew George’s weakness for transparent dresses, the open slit legs another of his weakness. She checked the label, Eva Lendel, Flame collection. Had to be expensive for a bridal wear that would never be worn. She figured it came with a corset that was missing. She grabbed the dress and slipped it over her naked body, zipping it up the best she could. She then checked herself in the mirror of her wardrobe. The floral pattern on her dress was was designed in such a way to reveal her wholesome breasts covering just the nipples and the same patters hid her groin. The long slit showed all her leg and she grabbed the white stilettos she had worn the previous day. She checked her hair and threw it across her shoulders, her long black hair still wet at places from the long bath. She combed and smoothened it, adjusting her dress and the breasts making sure the dress snuggled like a second skin.
She stepped on to the huge bed and messaged George that she was ready. A minute later he walked in through the door, a bottle of champagne and two glasses in his hand. She could see he had started the party a bit early, nevertheless he poured the glasses and handed her one. He was dressed in his tuxedo and he sat by the bed.
“You look beautiful.” George added, raising the glass, “
Priya walked up to him on the couch and sat on his laps, she kissed him before she sipped her drink. His hands slid between her legs through the open slit and softly caressed her bald pussy.
“Jesus… you never stop to surprise me.” George added as he felt wetness between her legs.
Softly caressing her pussy lips they kissed again. His finger inside her wet slit. Her breath faltered as she strained to continue the kiss without moaning.
“You are horny…” George smiled as he sipped the champagne before placing the glass on the nearby table. George lifted her up, cradling her in his arms, walked towards the bed and flung her gently on to it. He watched as she bounced on the bed. He grabbed her legs and pulled it towards him, parting them.
“Leave the footwear on…” Priya added as she readily parted her legs.
“Whooo… someone is in heat tonight.” George smiled as he lifted the long wedding dress all the way up revealing her moist pussy. He leaned forward and with his tongue ran it up and down all the way. Priya squirmed as she felt his cold tongue between her legs. She reached between her legs, wanting more his tongue darted softly flicking her clitoris. Priya shut her eyes and began focusing on the pleasure from what he was doing.
“I’ve a better plan.” George spoke, pulling back, irritated she stared down, he was already up and walking towards the table, grabbing a cube of ice from the champagne bucket. He walked back and began gently using the ice to caress her ankle. The cold ice on her freshly bathed warm skin heightened her sensitivity and Priya moaned. Digging her fingertips into the soft sheets of her bed she grunted as he moved the cube of ice all the way up to her thighs. Teasingly he drew circles on her thighs only to stop and repeat it with her right leg. He then licked the trail of cold water before softly placing the cube of ice on her clitoris.
Priya grunted as she felt the cold water drip between her wet pussy lips, she felt him part his pussy lips and gently push the small piece of ice in through her pussy lips. Her muscles contracted pushing the small cube of ice out. He softly ran it up and down.
“Jesus…” Priya grunted as she felt him part. She strained to look down, he walked back with the bucket of champagne, he softly raised her bums, angled his head forward and poured the champagne, swallowing it as it washed down her wet pussy lips. He then licked off the champagne and thrust his tongue into her cunt. Squirming she felt her body submit to his teasing tongue.
“Turn around.”
“Wha…” she asked as she felt him turn her around.
“I am going to eat your arse.” He smiled.
Priya stared at him, with disbelief, George had never done that despite her having asked, she didn’t resist and turned around. He used the cube of ice to leave cold water trails on each of her bums. She grunted when he parted her bum cheeks, she felt his cold tongue lick the softness between. Biting into the pillow she felt her body quiver with pleasure. The cold bursts of the cube of ice soon followed with the his warm tongue, it made her skin blush. Shutting her eyes she felt him push the cube of ice through the soft rosy lips of her bums. His tongue followed licking of the drops of water. She felt him turn her around, she turned around and the cube of ice gently pressed on her clitoris, his tongue teasing her pussy lips. She reached down between her legs. Felt the curly hair of her husband.
Quivering with pleasure she felt something was wrong. Her husband didn’t have curly hair. She strained and stared between her legs.


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