Adultery my Affairs

[godofgoud]

My name is Sri. I would like to describe a few incidents in my life that I consider erotic. I would be adding adequate masala from my imagination to spice up things a bit, but most of the incidents are true to an extent. I would say most of the story threads are true and I have spiced it up adequately so that it tastes good. Most of the incidents that inspired me as story threads happened about 10 to 12 years back.

 
I would be going at a rather slow pace and you won't get to read any hardcore material. If you are looking for hardcore sex materials you may please stop reading any further. My stories will largely belong to 'exhibitionist, non-consent, reluctance, embarrassment, and erotic coupling' category.
 
 
Girls used to wear salwar or saree fully wrapped around the abdomen not showing any skin. They will pin the saree to the lower end of the blouse to cover the flanks also. Salwars aka 'churidars' in our place was also very conservative with a dupatta (shawl) covering whatever exposed neck and chest area completely. It was not only about dressing. Even friendships between a boy and a girl were viewed with caution. We had the culture of arranged marriages in our society. Groom's family used to enquire about the bride's character and hence the girls were not expected to have rumors of any previous relation during their bachelor life. Parents did not want their daughters to have a boyfriend at all. I explained this so that the readers get an idea about the society that we lived in.
 
In this story, I would describe an incident with my best friend during graduation. Her name was Aparna (fake name). Her close friends call her Appu. We were having a very close relationship but the nature of it was still not clear to us. We told others we were just friends and we told each other the same. But I always had a sexual attraction towards her and many times I felt she also had the same. We belonged to different religions. She was The Kerala society was very conservative back then and marriages between religions were taboo.
 
I had a childhood friend, Anjana, with whom I was in a long-distance relationship. She was doing her graduation in Bangalore as her family was settled there. Her father was my father's classmate and they worked together during our childhood and that's when we started our relationship. We were college kids. I proposed to her, she agreed and we decided to get married once we grow older. But later their family relocated to Bangalore when her father decided to start a business there with a few partners. We maintained our relationship through letters and phone calls. But the intimacy was slowly falling. When I started spending a lot of time with Aparna during my graduation, I started forgetting Anjana and was slowly getting sexually attracted to Aparna.
 
I had told Aparna about Anjana and that we had decided to get married later. My friendship with Aparna grew very intense during our posting together and we used to spend a lot of time together. I would describe a few incidents during that time later.
 
In this part, I would describe an incident that happened after our graduation while we were preparing for post-graduation. Aparna had to attend her cousin's wedding and she was going to Cochin for shopping. She asked to help her out as she liked my dress selection. She lived in Aluva, which was about an hour away from Cochin. We were not having jobs at that time. We had just completed our graduation and internship and were preparing for our postgraduate entrance exams. We decided to meet at Cafe coffee day, a coffee shop in Cochin.
 
We met at CCD as planned. She was wearing her new Kurti(a traditional Indian dress item) that she bought last week. Usually, she wears a salwar with a dupatta. Today I saw her without the dupatta and she looked great. Her amazing shape could be seen. The way her breasts made the Kurti looked so full and still it was not too tight. The material was relatively thin and I could make out the outline of her bra easily.
 
We sat down comfortably and took the menu. We had burgers and frappes. I kept my mobile on the table and took paper and pen.
 
"Okay mam, let's chart our plan for today," I said in a funny mood.
 
Aparna showed me her ring finger. She was wearing a butterfly-shaped ring that I gifted her on her last birthday. She never wore that one to college saying it would be out of place in the hospital. And it had all the wings and projection that may get stuck somewhere unknowingly. She said that her lacy dupatta got damaged the day she tried it for the first time.