Adultery A Housewife or a Whore by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Amit, being a decent guy, just heard her out but did not suggest anything on his own. He did not want to force anything on her, yet.

The next week was spent role playing on a single idea. Rekha enacting herself as a upper class whore. The role play acted like a drug to her. She was on a different "high" throughout the week. This clearly reflected in her real and virtual world. Her chats were getting hotter and her orgasms were becoming stronger.

Amit decided to take the roleplays to next level. He decided to make her the whore, in every sense possible that she so desperately wanted to become but in a safe way.

Amit discussed the idea of meeting Rekha for real and discuss the idea further. Rekha was slightly hesitant about the meeting for real thing but decided to go ahead.

She chose a place which made her feel safe. The cafe was situated in the heart of the city and was a busy one as well. They had decided to meet on a Tuesday. The crowd would be thin and the restaurant would be relatively empty. It would mean that they would have enough privacy, even a slightly loud conversation would not be overheard by strangers on the next table. Amit was already waiting on the table when Rekha joined him. She knew she was being observed and she loved it.

Amit: "Hi. Do we know each other?"

Rekha pondered a few seconds before answering. She could not risk anything at all.

Rekha: "Hi. I am Rekha, your chat friend."

Amit: "Please don't mind but I am waiting for a whore friend of mine. Her name is Rekha as well. Are you that very whore?"

Rekha went red hearing the word. Her legs felt as if they were filled with jelly. She did not know what was with the word but every time she heard it, there was an effect on her body which she could not explain ever.

Rekha: "Yes, I am that very friend of yours."

Amit: "Sorry, we had never met before so how was I supposed to recognize you. Besides you look more like a sexy housewife and not a whore. Pardon me for the confusion."

Rekha was taken aback by this bold approach of his. She had always loved being guided.

Rekha: "Can you tell me your chat id? I need to be sure before I commit."

Amit (telling his chat id with a naughty smile): "Nice move. Are you sure now?"

They both just smiled as Rekha settled herself in the chair next to Amit. They both were checking each other out. Neither was dissatisfied, the reality for both was far better than what they had imagined it be.

Amit: "I can see that you quite love being a whore Rekha. You will certainly make a classy one too. You have such looks that you won't pass for a cheap whore."

Rekha felt heat emit from her cheeks hearing Amit. The words made her feel much embarrassed and excited at the same time.

Amit decided to lighten up the topic. He started to tell her about himself and his interests. Rekha too told him things about her. Rekha felt alive after so many years. She was in male company and a good one after so many months. She felt quite nice being appreciated as well. Rekha started to like Amit's company almost instantly. He had the attributes she loved much. He was a person who took control, was caring, humorous besides having the looks of a hunk.

They shared their real lives over lunch. The conversation turned to their virtual lives as they sipped hot coffee, post lunch. Rekha told him the absolute truth and it forced Amit to tell the truth as well.

Amit: "You are a person of such integrity and beauty Rekha that it confuses me when you say that you want to become a whore. Why do you want to become a whore?"

Rekha: "Thanks for all the compliments Amit. I know that I am beautiful. Are the classy whores not beautiful?"

Amit could clearly see that she had the attitude to carry the role through.

Amit: "They do have the appeal, charm and looks that you possess. You would fit perfectly. It still makes me wonder though - why do you want to become a whore of all the persons?"

Rekha kept silent and did not reply.

Amit: "What is the kink for you in becoming a whore? Do you like the idea of being paid for sex?"

Rekha (contemplated before replying): "It never crossed my mind."

Rekha had a sinful smile on her face which confused Amit a lot. He was the one contemplating as to what made her smile.

Amit: "Does the idea appeal to you because of its sinful appeal?"

Rekha (smiling some more): "Yes, you can say it is a sinful appealing idea. The whole taboo makes it so much more appealing."

Amit pondered some more before asking her the next question. It was a role play happening but for real.

Amit: "I think you are trying to confuse me with your answers. Are you some kind of control freak? Is that your kink for becoming a whore?"

Every time Amit used the word "whore", Rekha felts it effect in her body. She had not thought about it in such details. She was floored flat by his gross understanding of the subject.