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

[sarit11]

Chapter 42

"A cup of tea?"

Sheelu asked as I sat in the couch. I nodded my head. She looked at me and smiled.

"Relax, Krish. I won't bite you."

I wouldn't believe it. The scene was set. I knew why I was there.

"Oh you must be kidding!"

I said.

She smiled again. This time it was pleasing.
She quickly returned with two cups of tea. And she sat next to me.

For a few sips we both didn't speak.

I was feeling awkward.
I knew I was supposed to do something but I didn't know what. I really hoped she would take the lead. But the tea was finished soon and we were still separated by an invisible wall.

"You know it's getting awkward, isn't it?"
She asked.

I agreed.

She collected my tea cup and kept it on the centre table.
Then turned to me and touched my thigh.

"Krish, if you don't want to do this, don't. It's okay."

"No, I want to do this."

I said quickly.

She gave me a surprised look.

"I too want redemption."

I said and she smiled.

"You're not teasing me, are you?"

"Not yet."

She gave me a naughty smile.

"Do I look like a widow?"

She didn't. She didn't look a woman grieving either. She didn't even look a mother of two college students. I noticed.

"No. You look beautiful, Sheelu."

I said with a smile.

"Then give me a hug, at least."

She said. Her eyes demanded even more.

I leaned forward slightly and we hugged. I felt her shoulder on my chin. Her smell. Her warmness. I tilted my head a bit and landed a small kiss on her neck. That was all it took to break the ice.
We sat together in that couch and our arms tried measure up each other's back in that awkward position. But soon our lips met. She was very responsive. Our first kiss itself lasted long enough to leave both of us gasping for breath.
Once parted, she spoke her mind.

"Let's go to the room!"

It was happening. In the room, in her bed, we kissed more, and more passionately. Then she let me take off her black top before lying on her back in the bed, wearing her long skirt. Her boobs were bigger than what I was used to, and my hands soon found out it's softness, as she unhooked her black bra for me to explore them. She watched my moves and bit her lips as I devoured her tits. I returned to her warm lips to taste them again, as I lay next her and locked her with my legs.

"Take off your shirt, Krish."

She said. I unbuttoned my shirt but before removing it, her dark brown nipples again grabbed my attention. I leaned to her and I almost climbed on top of her while I sucked them. I sucked, bit and caressed them while she moved her hands on my chest, which was bared by then. She soon pushed me back and got on top of me, raising her skirt up to the thighs. My eyes were eager to peek inside her skirt and she smiled. I was kissed and treated by her and she was by then had become a horny woman. She sucked my tits and soon her hands touched my pants, which was slowly pulled down along with my jockey by the time her lips moved below my lower stomach. As she pulled it even more, my dick stood up in front of her and I watched in disbelief while it disappeared into her mouth. I was finding new places.

"Sheelu..."

I moaned and gasped for air as she sucked me slowly.
It was awesome.
She was awesome.

After bringing me at the edge of the pleasure of my life for a few moments, she looked up.

"Don't you want to fuck me, Krish?"

I moaned yes.

She didn't remove her skirt, she lay on her back and raised it above her waist instead. I pulled her panty down to remove it quickly and tossed it away. I then saw, her neatly trimmed, wet hole which was so inviting as she spread her thighs wide apart.
For a moment I wanted to kiss it. As I bent down and kissed her, I immediately felt her hand on my head.

"Oh my Krish.."

The trimmed hairs rubbed against my face as I started licking her, and we both wanted to feel it even more. I licked through her wetness and stuck my tongue into her hole while she pulled my hair in pleasure.

"Oh Krish... you're so good honey.... Keep it there.. Yes there..."

She kept whispering as if she was drugged.

"You're definitely better than my husband, Krish.."
I heard her say and looked up. She looked to her left, to the photo of Mr. Shekhar hung on the wall. She then pulled her mobile phone and clicked a photo of me.

"A souvenir.. Don't mind..."

She smiled and threw her mobile away. I smiled and resumed my efforts to consume her.
Until she was on the edge of her orgasm.

"Fuck me now, Krish, please..."

Her voice. I never thought a woman like her could beg me like that. I remembered when I had seen her for the first time ever in my life. It was when I had visited her family with my family. She was elegant, and content. She was a housewife who had everything. Now she was here. Everything is written.

She then guided me in as I kneeled between them and pushed forward my dick into her.

"Mmm...Fuck me, Krish, fuck me..."

She moaned seductively.

I felt her very different from Meera but couldn't spot it. I was completely in by a few thrusts, and I moved slowly back and forth, taking me to her innermost and outermost.

"I like it krish. Mmm.."

She whispered.

I didn't bother to get faster as I concentrated to move in maximum and moved out up to the edge. Sheelu again took her mobile phone and snapped me as I kept drilling her slowly. I was touching everywhere. And I lasted more than I could ever remember, before I decided to turn quicker. But then she suggested a change in position.

She turned her body up and knelt down and bent forward to be on all fours. She had removed her skirt by then. As I stood behind her round and soft buttocks, I remembered, that was exactly the way Meera was seen in the picture Sheelu showed me. This is redemption.

I positioned myself behind her and slid my dick into her.

"Mmm.."

She moaned.

I leaned forward and crushed her hanging boobs, and started moving my hip. This was even better as I soon got quicker and louder as I pounded her harder and harder till I lost control. With a groan, I shot my load into her, to the deepest as possible by pulling her hip back into me with both my hands. I could sense my dick spraying my warm juice into her in sync with my falling heartbeats.

We both then fell on the bed.
She smiled and hugged me while i lay next to her, breathing high.

"You've filled me."

She sighed.
She seemed like she had fallen for me.
I turned to her and we both engaged ourselves in a long passionate kiss.
When she got up, she didn't care to look for the clothes I had tossed away. She pulled out a pink top and skirt from her closet to wear. She then lit up a cigarette and took a puff. She gestured me if I needed one and I shook my head no. She puffed again.

"I'll make you something to drink. How about some fresh juice?"

I nodded.

She smiled at me and walked out. As I got up and collected my clothes, my gaze accidentally fell on the photo hung on the wall. Mr. Shekhar was still smiling.

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