Adultery Story of Priyanka, the Slut by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I stupidly blurted out "What about Rahul?"

I was glad I said those words. A part of me wanted to be sure.

"Do you think I would be doing this without his consent? Do we have a deal?"

I always believed action should speak louder than words.

Her eyes were bangd my fingers as they undid button's of my shirt. I fumbled, she moaned, I moaned and the shirt was away - for good.

I felt like a gigolo myself. I was displaying my body to get something in return. I did not mind it one bit though.

Standing in a vest, I started to click her images - one after another. I took the pictures from different angles, different poses, different lighting and in different styles.

"I think this particular bathrobe should be banned from selling in the stores. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw you change into them."

I could distinctly hear her moan as she heard my words.

"Was it the bathrobe or my body which gave you a heart attack?"

My mouth went dry as the word sunk in. Every bit of coyness was vanishing with the passing seconds. She pushed me beyond my limits every single time I tried to be one up. Being a bastard that I was, no one ever got one up on me, ever.

"Come here Priyanka. This time you should remove a piece of my clothing."

I stood my ground bravely in just my boxers, waiting for her reactions.

The light in the background was illuminating her skin as if she's some erotic fantasy brought to life for me. I could quite clearly see that her whole body wanted me. The way her nipples hardened hearing my words, made me moan in pleasure. Her mouth opened to say something but stopped. I knew one thing for sure - this couldn't go on much far. I had to make sure of that.

Gently moved close to her, whispered in her ears "Is this what you wanted to feel?"

I took her open palm and gently placed it on my throbbing, hard erection. I could see the paradox on her face quite clearly. She was feeling shy yet horny in the same moment. I once again decided to do something about it. I gently squeezed my ass. My dick moved in her hand and that magically removed all the paradoxes from her mind. She gently tightened her grip around my dick.

"God, you are so thick."

Her words nearly made me cum. My heart beat wildly in anticipation of her next move. Her next move didn't make it any easier for me - She cupped my balls with her other free hand.

Something snapped inside me as she did this, something wild.

"Is it fair that you have all the fun and I don't get any?"

It was time to cool down a shade and tease her some more.

"What do you mean?"

I playfully replied "Do you think it is fair that I stand in front of you in my boxers and you still have so many pieces of cloth on your body?"

God, she was all bitchy today.

"You need to keep two things in mind Rakesh. One - you cannot kiss me. Two - insertion cannot happen at any cost."

I started to smile like a small child. "I never thought you had planned it down to such levels."

"What can I say. A lady has to think about her husband too."

"I will surely keep the two things, you told, in mind. My curiosity gets the better off me though. I wanted to know are these suggested by Rahul or do they come from you."

"I and your brother are one. Why do you think of us separately?"

"I just wanted to get things clearly in my head."

I put my hands on her shoulder and gently slid down the bathrobe. The satin material of the bathrobe and her baby soft, smooth skin added to my torture. She stood in designer lingerie in front of me. Thankfully the bigger part of her which wanted something to happen won over her.

I felt myself visually chocking seeing her in the designer lingerie. Her height was perfect, her complexion & skin tone were perfect, her curves were perfect and her naughtiness was also perfect. She was my perfect fantasy girl. I never expected to see her in flesh, like this. I was a shade nervous as well.