Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I made a mess of myself dreaming of you," he said.

It was a lie. He had not been dreaming. He had been thinking. He visualized untying the knot of the top of her caftan and slipping his hands under to take hold of her nice, large breasts.

"How does that happen?" she asked curiously.

Shyam found that hard to believe. His old college friend, now closing in on 50 was the mother of two. She had married a genius of a man -- a professor. The Professor was a man of the academic world.

"He is in a dream world of his own," she said blandly of him. Initially the talk was centered on catching up. 33 years had passed since Sunil and Nalini had parted ways, after college. Prior to that they had spend ten years together in college.

But because they had been very, very close in college the topic eventually veered around to married life. Sunil, very clever with words, unraveled his friend and eventually they had discussed their sex lives in detail.

The renewed vigor that Sunil displayed in bed surprised his own wife. Unknown to her, Sunil was, in his mind actually fucking Nalini. Never before had he ravaged his wife the way he did that time. Never had he put her leg over his shoulder to splay her open and in that position fucked her with an animal-like vigor. Never had he left such deep bite marks on her breasts. And never had his fingernails nearly drawn out blood like this.

But Nalini was in his mind. She had her on camera and had been dressed in her nightdress. He could see her breasts and every time she carried the laptop to a new location in her house, she leaned forward.

He could see her large breasts as her top hung open. She did not seem to be aware. He remembered her as beautiful since college. But her breasts had grown to that of a mature woman and very every bit luscious. From what he could judge, they were large, heavy and weighed down.

On a particularly cold morning Nalini's nipples stabbed through the top and it was clear to Sunil that she had suckable teats. He spotted the nipple large and standing. The location of that protuberance told him her breasts were heavy and hanging for the nipple was quite far from her cleavage.

At other times he thought he saw the nipples rise to the occasion when he talked to her suggestively.

All the sex talk and the views of his dear friend roused to the point where he had been animal with his wife. Sunil's wife felt the difference and wondered about it loudly which she was being fucked. But Sunil was the picture of complete concentration during the act and did not reply other than to drive both of them to new highs and orgasm.

When they met again a few days later on Skype Nalini pushed Sunil for an explanation. "What did you mean when you said you were all messed up in your pants? And what does that have to do with my having had kids?" she pressed him.

Not wanting to upset his friend he replied, "Nothing."

Actually, he wanted to say to her directly: "You have to know about fucking. How else could you have had kids?" But he wanted to slowly make her open up to him and was wary of scaring her away.

"No, Sunil," she said. "Let's make deal. We are childhood friends. No secrets between us."

Many of these conversations had Sunil completely puzzled. Did she really not know or was she leading him on? But the careless manner in which she dressed when she came online and the nature of her persistent questions convinced him that she was indeed naïve.