Adultery Streak of Grey by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I continued my dancing in slow steps to an inaudible musical rhythm, standing breath feeling close to him. He had a good look between my thighs and caressed me from my breasts down to between my thighs and inserted his fingers between my thighs not penetrating inside my pussy. He was playing with my pussy lips. As he did that he muttered out, "God! You are beautiful. I want you to be mine, forever."

I smiled teasingly at him and said, "Mr. You may feel me, whenever you want me. But I can't be all yours. I have a husband and you have a wife."

He said withdrawing and closing the door behind him, "Insh,.'! We shall see." A chill ran down my spine, hearing those stiff words and more importantly, looking at his firm and rather stern face expressions. At that time, I did not realise that he meant every word that he said.

I cleaned my hair and body of all sand. There was another problem, which I had overlooked. I had to soak my clothes in water to rid them of sand and dry them in front of the heating system in the room. That meant that I would have to sleep naked through the night with Ali sleeping by my side. Clearly therefore, my getting fucked by Ali in the night was a distinct possibility that I could not deny. However, I was going to do all I could to resist him.

I repented for having agreed to take the room in the first place and on top of that of having pooh-poohed his offer of not entering the room or at least sleeping on the couch. But then it was done and I could not retract what I had already done.

I picked up my clothing, washed them clean, squeezed them as dry as I could, rubbed my hair and body thoroughly with the towel, wrapped the towel tight around me tying a knot with the ends and came out of the washroom. The towel barely managed to conceal my body. I placed the wet clothing in front of the room heater to dry.

Ali was flabbergasted seeing me come out in the towel. I thought he enjoyed see me provocatively covered too; apart from having the opportunity of seeing my naked frame in the washroom translucent glass partitioned doors; bathing and doing all those things from outside. I told him to go and wash himself also in the wash room. I did not know if Ali had thought out of the night as I had visualised. It looked almost perfect for him. It was as if he was the master mind behind the things that happened that evening."

Suddenly I heard the lady officer's voice ringing out, "Dearie! He WAS the master mind behind all that happened that evening."

I was shocked to hear the officer say that. I looked at her stupidly. She said, "Never mind. Carry on."

I continued, "Wrapped inside the towel, I quickly walked over to the bed and inserted myself inside between the sheets. I very well knew then that it would be nearly impossible to keep the towel knot intact through the night. The towel was thick. In fact, it would need a great deal of effort to keep the knot tied. It would come unstuck as soon as I would turn in bed. Besides, the knot held together only the top. The bottom flaps of the towel could easily move apart without even trying. One has to just push his hand through it.

I would be there then to be fully explored. There would be two naked bodies in the bed under the same sheets that night: one male with a big cock, strong arms and muscular body and one weak female, half drunk with firm swell breasts, small tight ass, slim waist and silk smooth cunt. I decided that it would be hopeless and there was no way I could protect my chastity that night. I was destined to get a good fuck from Ali that night. I was in turmoil. Should I let Ali have his way? Or should I resist him?

I saw Ali bathing in the wash room naked. He was bathing leisurely, which was a surprise; because he very well must have known that that night he was going to fuck me and fulfil his several months' desire. It was a treat to see his naked long cock dangling some times and sometimes so erect that it would feel as if the law of gravity did not apply to his cock; which was fully erect sensing the possibility of getting a good fuck very soon. I could hear him humming some film tune as he bathed. I saw him intermittently caressing his cock and pumping it occasionally perhaps asking his cock to be a bit patient and wait a little while when he will have the feast of my pussy served to him on platter that night.

When he came out of the washroom, he did not bother to hide behind the towel. He had rubbed his body clean, had shaved his beard and his pubic hair too! A shiver ran through my body as I saw his engorged cock holding itself high like a flag pole. All my virtuous tendencies evaporated when I saw his massive cock and his naked muscular body in the full light. I slipped back between the sheets hiding my face in them.

Ali slipped between the sheets by my side. He extended his arm over my body and pulled me closer to him. I decided against offering him any resistance. It was futile. There was no way I could stop him from at least feeling me if not fucking me that night. I thought I might as well go along. As soon as Ali pulled me to him, the knot of my towel came unstuck. I pushed the towel away. I wanted to feel Ali's muscular body skin on my body skin.

Ali gripped my hand lightly and slowly slipped it towards between his thighs. His cock had assumed rock hard stiffness. I caught his cock in my fist. I could not grip his cock fully in my fist. I could feel the veins in his cock pulsating fast. I knew he craved all along to fuck me. I couldn't blame him. We were not engaged to be married. I thought it was just "wham bam thank you ma'm" affair. All three of us: I, my hubby and Ali knew that some time or the other, I am going to get fucked by Ali. In the depth of my heart, I wanted him to fuck me too. So far, I was a fool to think that I shall get away getting smooched, kissed and fondled and would be spared of getting fucked.

I wrapped my fingers around his cock and started sliding his cock's foreskin gently over his cock's length. I gradually pumped his cock. Ali was emotional seeing me not resisting but rather cooperating. He started talking about his family and home town. He described about his family and how he had met his wife in his home town in Pakistan. Perhaps he wanted to show me that he considered me to be closer than just a one night fuck.

I knew that the lady officer would ask me the name of his home town. Before she asked, I said his home town was a small village near Peshawar called "Hussainabad" or something like that. His wife's name he had blurted out was "Lailaa". I looked at the lady officer pointedly. She nodded her head and noted the information.