Adultery A Housewife or a Whore by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Jaya's eyes teased Rekha as she made her way out. Jaya whistled as Rekha made way towards the sofa.

Jaya: "You look so much sexier than the college days."

Rekha could just blush in response. Jaya giggled as Rekha tried to cover as much of her leg as possible, while she sat on the sofa.

Jaya: "Why are you trying to act so nice types? Are you not a whore who exposes herself to anyone who pays?"

Once again, the word "whore" made Rekha squeeze her legs. Wish she knew why this word had such an effect on her.

Rekha: "Did you pay?"

Jaya was taken aback at Rekha's bold move.

Jaya: "Would you like to be paid?"

It was Rekha's turn to be at the receiving end. Rekha refrained from answering.

Jaya: "Let's see if have really left away your self-imposed limits or you are still carrying them around?"

Jaya shifted a lot closer to Rekha and looked into her eyes. She could clearly see that Rekha had indeed left away her self-imposed limits. The question was whether she had put them away totally or removed a few of them. Jaya put her hand on Rekha's exposed thighs and let her fingers move up. Rekha did not resist Jaya's advances. She instead positioned herself in such a way that Jaya got easy access to her body.

Jaya was taken aback by this bold move. She was busy imagining what had made Rekha change so much. Jaya ultimately decided that it hardly mattered how it happened, as long as it was happening - it was fine. Jaya was getting naughtier by the passing minute and Rekha was opening up by the passing seconds.

Jaya: "Burgundy color compliments your skin perfectly, a nice contrast to your fair skin. Nice choice"

Rekha just listened. She was wearing a white color long t-shirt. She wondered what made Jaya think she was wearing the color burgundy. A thought crossed her mind - was Jaya color blind? She then adjusted the shoulder of her t-shirt and realized that her bra strap was showing. Rekha swore at Jaya for being such a minx. Jaya just giggled. Their conversation was cut short as they saw Amit entering the room.

Jaya: "Amit, isn't she looking hot in this t-shirt?"

Amit stopped and looked at Rekha pretty nicely.

Amit: "Yes, she is. I think we both know how she looks with and without her clothes."

Rekha could feel her cheeks burning red with passion.

Amit: "Rekha, believe me, I am the luckiest guy on this whole wide world. To have you without limits, alongwith my wife, is something which I never could even think of in my wildest of fantasies."

Amit came and sat next to Rekha. Rekha was in between both of them. Her body and mind were on a rollercoaster ride thinking of everything that was going to happen between her and Amit, wish she knew the role Jaya would play.

Rekha deliberately faced Amit. She did not want to give him access to her ass, so soon.

Rekha: "You suddenly went missing. Were you upto something mischievous?"

Amit: "I sometimes wonder how close you two would be as friends if you knew each other's kinks as well."

Amit's word bombarded Rekha's imaginations with a thousand new thoughts. She wondered what he really meant. Jaya's giggles confused her further.

Amit: "Jaya, I got you everything that you wanted. It is in my backpack in the bedroom."

Jaya did not say a word, just giggled, and made her way to get the backpack. It was a moment of awkwardness for Rekha to be all alone with Amit. She pondered what is it that was making this moment so odd, after all she had spent much time with him -- with clothes and without clothes too. Maybe her mind was on an overdrive, she just needed to take relax.

Rekha's stream of thoughts got the much required jolt. Amit grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her up for a kiss. The kiss was soft but his tongue clearly conveyed his desires and urgency. He grabbed her ass cheeks with his other free hand. Rekha felt a renewed surge of passion to see his state of desire, for her. She shyly let him do all he wished.

Amit (whispered in her ears): "I am dying to ream you to ecstasy."

Jaya entered carrying the backpack. She had changed into a long t-shirt herself. One could clearly see her boobs shaking left to right. It was more than clear that she was not wearing a bra anymore.

Jaya: "Amit, is it fair that I am without a bra and Rekha gets to wear one?"

Rekha felt so very shy, imagining undressing herself for him.

Amit: "What is the rush Jaya? I want to take things slow, real slow. I really do want to compare the two of you. I want you both to undress piece by piece."

Rekha looked at Jaya questioningly. Only she knew that that it was one of her (Rekha's) biggest fantasies where a guy tells her to undress along with one of her friends and makes love to both of them. Jaya scanned Rekha quite lustfully as she walked up close to her and sat on Amit's lap. Rekha once again felt his hand, on the back of her neck, as he pulled her up for a kiss. The only difference this time was that it was Jaya who was kissing Rekha. Rekha felt every cell of her blistering for a release. She had never experienced such soft, warm and horny feelings before. Rekha felt quite embarrassed as her body forced her to revert back to Jaya with equal effort, if not more, in the battle of their tongue and lips.

Jaya: "Gosh! Rekha you kiss so nicely. You even taste sweet."

Rekha could not look at Jaya or Amit in their eyes. She was feeling too shy.

Jaya: "Don't feel so shy, be normal dear."

Amit: "I must say that if you keep acting so shy, you might end up being roughed up by us. You look so much sexier."

Rekha's head dug into her chest out of shyness.

What happened next was something which was something out of control. Amit pulled her head up firmly and started to kiss her, Jaya jumped in between. Jaya's addition made it so very spicy that all the three were lost in their own respective world of fantasies. All that happened was some hot kissing with loads of saliva licking, mini battle of tongues and shortness of breath. The three of them ended up laughing as no one wanted the kissing to stop and their lungs forced them to stop for the much needed oxygen break.

Jaya and Rekha both were squirming as they felt their crotch area being fondled by Amit at the same time. The idea that both of them were being felt at the same time had some uniqueness in the minds of the respective girls and it did trigger some heavy moaning.

Amit: "Whores, a man cannot just dream of anything more than you two. You are the sexiest ones indeed."

Rekha was once again out of control hearing the word "whore". It felt as if something always took over her hearing the word, some kind of a whore spirit. Overtaken by her desire for an orgasm, she got aggressive. She stood in front of Amit, took his hand and guided to the place which craved attention. She felt his other hand on her body too. Some part of her was happy that he had left Jaya and was giving her all the attention. Amit quite easily, with Rekha's assistance, found his way to her clitoris. The lighter his rub was on her clitoris, the more she moaned and screamed out of pleasure. At one point, she had to bend and put her hands on his shoulders for support.