Adultery Lockdown & Uncle

[HB201415]

Sumi squeezed herself in through flock of people gathered in front of the hawker. I could not see her clearly just her glimpses of saree through the gaps in between the people.

What she is up to? I need to see it clearly. I need to go near her. I moved near the vender and peeped through the gap between people. Sumi has leaned forward forming an arch. 

My wife has wrapped the black chiffon so tightly over her heart shaped ass that her bending down position has made her round big chubby ass lobes protruded out, pronounced and very prominent. The view is erotic and provocative. Enticement of her posture is an invitation to get her ass grabbed.

I saw already three guys have positioned themselves behind her. They were in their mid thirties. Ordinary dressed. One of them with specks, his hand is already grazing and touching her ass as if unintentionally. My wife acted oblivious about his hand and went on as if selecting kid’s frocks. They were also acting as customers and slowly the guys hand rested over my wife’s ass. My wife did not react. The guy got bolder. And he caressed her ass lobe. They were expecting a reaction--She turning back and looking for the owner of the hand or uncoiling herself to a straight position or moving out of their reach. They expected at least some kind of reaction. But, None!! The guy looked baffled. He looked at the fellow friends, still his hand over her big ass. One of the guys nudged him with his elbow. They must have understood by now that she will not react, she will not object. The guy pressed his front on her back and I could see he has started softly squeezing her ass lobs.

I held my breath out of excitement. My heart throbbing. To others if anybody saw, I guess surely some saw, it must have looked as if they are family members. And He is the woman’s husband --A naughty husband. Approximately for 30 seconds Sumi let him feel and press her soft and spongy ass cheeks, his fingers burring deep into the soft flesh.

Though Sumi could not see me or tried not to locate me but obviously she know I was following her. 

Then she  decided to end the show. She straightened, moved out of reach of them, and walked away.

I was rock hard; I could understand bulge forming over my pants. As if it is going to rip the fabric. But I don’t care. I have just now seen something which I will not and never again see in my life time. I will never forget the seeing the live groping of my sexy wife’s big chubby ass. I adjusted my pants, exhaling out the breath of excitement.

My phone vibrated, a text has come from my wife.
“Did you see my ass getting groped?”
I could not see my wife she has already moved up the road. I was about to type ‘Yes! Very clearly.’ A naughty idea popped up.
I text back, “Seen! But not clearly, hordes of guys were guarding my vision.”
After some thought I text her again, “Whatever I saw it made my day!”
She sent back a smiley.
Will she again try to get her ass groped?

I moved quickly, down the road, again making my way through the crowd trying to locate her. There she is, squeezed herself inside a crowded glass bangle stall. The bangles are neatly stacked in boxes and displayed over the road side pavement. The stall is more flocked with women than men. She bent down to see the bangles. Was she there to get again groped or the womanly attraction for bangles have pulled her inside the stall? I think later may be the reason or may be both. But her ass jutted out like before, erotic and provocative. It’s very hard to deny the luring invitation of her seductive ass.

I pushed through the flocks of women and guys who were crowding the stall. A naughty idea popped up in my head. I, like other gropers, put my hand over her round big ass. Just touching it then caressed it softly and then pressed the spongy lob lightly. She shivered but kept her attention on the bangles maintaining the same position. She didn’t look back. She must have thought it is another of the many ass grabbers. And she did not want to startle him.

I remained standing with my hand over her chubby soft ass cheek, pressing for few second. Did anybody saw me grabbing her ass? It was an awesome feeling. A feeling I cannot describe in words. I have thousand and thousand times pressed and squeezed her soft ass, nude, but every time inside bedroom. For the first time I was squeezing and pressing my wife’s spongy ass cheeks at a crowded place and she hasn’t perceived that it is me. I wanted to fuck her ass then and there. But obviously that is not possible. However adrenalin, like a shot flowing through my veins was making my indomitable sexual desire uncontrollable. My rock hard cock throbbed under my pant. I with unflinching courage tried to poke my middle finder inside her ass crack and was over her ass-hole.

Now!! Did anybody saw me? Who cares!

She shuddered and jumped straight. I hadn’t left her ass cheek till then and was trying to find her ass-hole with my middle finger. She looked back to see who is so bold, her face disquieted and red. She looked startled and surprised as she saw me.
A gasp of astonishment came out of her mouth, “You!”
I grinned, “You want bangles?”
She started laughing a hysteric laugh. When it subsided she said, “Yes!” Then she whispered back to me taking care that others cannot listen. Her eyes twinkled, a naughty smile formed over her face.
“From when did you start to become a groper?”
I grinned, “From today! You are my first pray.” And then I added with a chuckle. “What an ass!!”
Her face turned crimson again.



We walked out of the stall her both hands full of black glass bangles dotted with golden colour which matched her saree. And I was carrying few dozens of different design and colour bangles. She had an aura of happiness over her face after buying bangles. She shook her milky white smooth silky arms to see how the glass bangles clanged on her arms. She smiled looking at me with sheer delight.  

“You want this to end now? Or you want to continue?” I ask her.
“It’s only 9 PM fair ends at midnight. If you like I will continue!” Sumi answered with a coy smile.
“Obviously I would like you to continue!” Then with hesitation I added. “It would have been great if somebody unknown be with you.”
“Ohh! She smiled. “More demands! You know that is not possible. Where will you get an unknown guy agreeing to be with me in mela?”
“I know that!”

“Before parting do you want to have another round of ice-cream or pani puri?”
[Commonly called pani puri in mumbai ; golgappa in the north and puchhka in the east. And I have decided to use the terminology pani puri here]
Apart from ice-cream one of the favorites of her is pani puri. She chuckled, took some time to decide. She was in dilemma.
“It’s hot. Let’s have another ice-cream! Next time when we meet I want pani puri.”
“Obviously! Anything you want to eat today you can have it.”

To be continued............