Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

While waiting for Nalini to reappear on the screen for the final goodbye, Sunil imagined him with her in various ways. And he was jolted out of this reverie by the Nalini's voice: "So, how often do you masturbate thinking of me?" he heard her voice demanding.

He thought she was asking him. But she was not. He could not see any one on screen.

"Come here, come here!" he heard her commanding someone. He could not see either of them.

She shuffled into the room, with a young man following.

"You are sir's research student and you lech his wife?" she asked severely.

The student stammered, "No, ma'am!"

Research student meant he must be around twenty years of age, thought Sunil.

Nalini's breasts, filling her blouse to the maximum, nipples pushing through the fabric were clearly visible to Sunil. He thought he saw her adjust her saree to show more of her breast to the young man. He could see her nipple clearly pushing out. What was Nalini doing? He wanted to warn her that she was possibly visible to the student.

But what she did next stunned him. She reached out and touched the front of the student's jeans.

"Lying!" she pronounced. "This," she said, stroking the area, "is a dead giveaway, young man," she said.

"No!" said the young man and stepped back, outside the frame of Sunil's view. She held on by the buckle of his belt and pulled him back in.

In one deft move she slipped her other hand through the top and felt within. Her first and middle finger snared the cock trapped within the underwear. She felt the slimey precum in there.

She pulled her hand out and rubbed her fingers together. "This," she said accusingly, "You cannot deny."

"I am sorry, ma'am!" the student stammered. "Please don't tell sir! I will lose my research fellowship."

"First tell me, what makes this happen?" she asked. "Is it my breasts? Do you watch my breasts?" she asked.

He shook his head in the negative.

"Are you saying my breasts are not sexy or attractive to you," she asked.

Sunil felt his cock harden nicely. Nalini's voice was seductive in its tone.

The student shook his head in the negative.

"No they are not, or no they are?" she asked unrelenting. She leaned over him and let her breasts hang over his face., confined as they were in her blouse. The young man licked his lips. He was nervous and he was hungry for the professor's sexy wife. And she was making an exhibit of herself.

He did not know how to reply.

"No woman likes to be told she is unattractive, understand?" said Nalini sternly.

He nodded.

"Let me tell you a few more things about a woman, young man!" she said firmly. She pushed him back on the bed. The camera was directly behind the youngster and Nalini was facing Sunil on the camera.

She let her pallo drop and her breasts were bulging through the inadequate blouse. It was in the direction of Sunil and the student at the same time. Just that the student was nearer and in front of her, and Sunil was just behind and in the virtual world.

Both Sunil and the student could see the breasts rising and falling. The nipples were jutting and poking through the fabric.

"Oh, hello," she said, a severe look on her face. "These," she gently held up the melon like breasts upward, as if offering them to the student, "are part of a woman's womanhood. She likes to be told they are lovely. She likes guys to watch them. And if you have a hard on because of these, that is okay. Understood?"