Adultery Neighbour Affair

[godofgoud]

The next day I messaged Sirisha from work.

 
'Hey. How've you been? What've you been up to?'
 
I received a reply a few minutes later.
 
'I've been good. Expected to hear from you sooner.'
 
'Been a bit busy. Work and a new live show that's gotten me hooked. Just seen one episode so far, but it's very promising.'
 
'Seems to have sparked your interest for sure.' Came Sirisha's reply with a wink
 
'Indeed. And you? What's been going on?'
 
'Been relaxing at home with a new book that I can't seem to put down. It's really very exciting.'
 
'Care to share the title?' I guessed it was an erotic novel or something that she must have been reading on her tablet the night before.
 
'Not sure if you can handle it.' Came the reply.
 
'What makes you think that?'
 
'Just a hunch.'
 
'Maybe I'll have to prove myself then.'
 
'Borrow my e-reader and see if you like it. I should be done with it tonight.' And that gave me a hint that perhaps I had another show in store for me that night.
 
'I'll take you up on that offer. How about a drink later tonight?'
 
'Maybe tomorrow, after I finish this book.'
 
'To pass up a drink with me means this book must really be quite invigorating.'
 
'Quite full of ourselves, aren't we?'
 
'Just hoping I could be as exciting as the book.'
 
'We'll just have to wait and see.' She replied with a kiss icon
 
'Till tomorrow then.' I replied, wondering if I'll even by able to wait till then
 
'Sounds like a plan. Maybe we can even watch this new show.' She said
 
'Don't think you can handle it.'
 
'Touché.'
 
I went back to finishing some work, obviously a little distracted, knowing what was in store for me later that evening. I could barely finish what I had set out to do for that day, and eventually gave up, packed up and left by 7. After a shower and an early dinner, I settled into my seat on the balcony with a drink and my book, though clearly not as interesting as Sirisha's book was supposed to be. It was still only 9, and a quick look over at her window showed a similar scene as yesterday. The curtains were drawn open and the lights were off. So, I waited, and read, till once again the light turning on distracted me, also indicating the show was about to begin. And Deja vows it was. Sirisha was back on the sofa, dressed this time in a pair of jeans and a loose top, and her legs were folded under her as she made herself comfortable. Her hair was slicked back and tied up in a bun, and she had some silver jewelry on which I could see from that distance. Her signature exotic look that sent shivers down my spine every time.
 
Once again, a few minutes into settling down, her hands were freely roVijayng her body. A couple of more minutes and her top was flung across the room, once again displaying those magnificent orbs that instantly had me throbbing in my shorts.
 
Her hands worked their magic up and down her torso, cupping each of her breasts and giving them a light squeeze before attending to her nipples. Her hand then disappeared into her jeans, but not for long. The tablet was once again placed on the sofa, and her jeans were removed quickly before she used both free hands. One hand alternated between her breasts, and the other vigorously worked between her legs. Within minutes she was writhing on the sofa, quickly ascending towards the climax.
 
I watched for several more minutes as Sirisha came down from her high, staring in my direction with a lascivious grin spread across her face. And then I saw her grab something which looked like her phone and she seemed to be typing on it. A moment later, my phone buzzed, and I knew she had sent me a message.
 
'Finally finished the book. Quite intense.' Her message read
 
'Finished the show as well. Worth every minute.' I replied
 
'We on for a drink tomorrow?' She asked
 
'Yes, my place? After work, around 9 pm?' I asked
 
'Sounds like a plan.' She signed off with a wink emoji
 
'Can't wait." I signed off
 
The night passed with hedonistic thoughts, and the day was not much different. Some important meetings distracted me for a while, but every free moment was spent thinking about my evening drink date with Sirisha. I wondered what she had in mind and what the evening had in store for me. Of course, I was hoping for just one thing, and that was quite obvious to spend a rather sensual night with her. But only time would tell.
 
It was a Friday, so I generally wrapped up work early. I rushed home to prepare the house a little, organized a few snacks, and made sure the bar and fridge were properly stocked. After my evening yoga session and a hot shower, all I could do was wait for 9 pm to roll around. And when it finally did, I jumped from my seat a little as my doorbell rang.
 
I walked over, straightening my clothes a little, feeling that sense of butterflies after a long time. I opened the door, and there stood Sirisha with a glorious smile spread across her face. She oozed sensuality and confidence as she stood there, wine bottle in hand, dressed simply, but so exotically. Her hair was slicked back and tied into a bun, again leaving her face in plain view. A little kajal adorned her large eyes, accentuating their mystifying appeal and sparkle. Her dusky skin naturally glowed without any makeup. Her rust-colored cotton kurta and dark denim hugged her firm body and reminded me of each and every curve that lay beneath. Long silver earrings dangled from her ears, as she walked past me with a purpose and entered the house as if it were the most natural thing that came to her. She displayed no sense of anxiety whatsoever, at least on the surface.