19-10-2020, 07:07 AM
That gave me courage. I inserted my tongue into her mouth. She sucked my tongue in her mouth and licked it with her tongue. However, all of a sudden she began to shuffle and move away. Gradually, we separated.
I felt terribly frustrated. I somehow wanted her badly at that time and I knew that she also did. In anger, I began putting on my top. As I was dressing up, I asked her, "Tell me frankly, Sushma; do you also not want this? Your hubby continues to flirt with my wife and you have no objection to that?"
Then Mrs. Sethi had no answer. She thought for a while and said, "Well, that is all very well, but for the time being, please leave."
The matter ended there. I came out of her house and walked across to mine slowly.
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As soon as Mr. Sethi returned from that tour, he informed us that he got a job offer from Dubai. It was too good to be turned down. In about two weeks he had to leave India for Dubai with his family. He got a very good salary package with a paid accommodation. He was paid to bring his family also. Sethis threw a party for their friends and Mr. Sethi's colleagues, which we also attended.
Sethis began to wind up their house hold. They gifted us their fridge, TV and one bed. They disposed off the rest on sale. As the day of their departure neared, it began to down upon us that Sethis would not be much longer there with us to share our joys and sorrows. Tina was particularly affected. She shared such a wonderful chemistry with Sushma that they were almost like sisters.
Three days before they were to leave, they disposed off their all furniture and handed over their flat to their owner. With some baggage, they moved in with us. Sushma wanted to meet her mother in Chandigarh and left with their son for two days. Mr. Sethi wanted to complete some work in his office and had to stay back. He saw off his wife and went to his office to complete some formalities. I returned in the evening. Tina was sitting in the front of the TV, mindlessly changing the channels. Her face expressed her feelings. She was sad. I sat by her side and took her hand in mine. As soon as I empathised with her, she became emotional. A tear rolled out of her eyes. I wiped her tears.
She said, "They are such wonderful people. I wish they could have stayed for a little longer. Sushma is such a wonderful friend. She is more like my sister."
"And Mr. Sethi is such a wonderful friend." I completed. She nodded her head in agreement.
Although I also felt tightness in my throat; to lighten her mood, I smiled and told her, "At least Mr. Sethi shall be with us for the next two days. Let us all spend some good time together with him atlest." I saw a possibility of fulfilling my long unfulfilled desire. Tina nodded her head in agreement. Tina and I went and bought some things for Sethis.
Mr. Sethi returned in the evening. Tina and I took Mr. Sethi out to a bar to have some drinks and dinner. I asked her to wear the dress gifted by Mr. Sethi. Mr. Sethi had gifted her two sets of clothing. One was a night gown and the other was the one she wore that evening. It was a frock with a wide exposed neck area and rather short length that stopped well above her knee joint, with transparent black stockings. She agreed to wear the dress on that day with just one suggestion. On many earlier occasions, I tried hard to persuade to wear that dress. However, she would not agree. The dress had beautiful floral design. There was plenty of cleavage visible. As soon as Mr. Sethi saw her, he thanked her for wearing that dress for the evening. My wife was touched by Mr. Sethi's gesture.
In the bar, I let Tina sit next to Mr. Sethi. I sat opposite them. Tina's mood was not bright, because sethis were leaving. Mr. Sethi knew it and tried hard to make her feel better. He persuaded Tina to join us for drinks. She agreed to have a beer after some persuasion. Tina did not touch the glass for some time. When I asked her, she did not pay attention. Finally, when Mr. Sethi took her glass and pressed it to her lips; asking her to finish it; she gulped a few big sips. When Mr. Sethi repeated the process, she finished the glass.
As the spirit went in, her spirits began to rise. Gradually, she began to relax and feel better. When Mr. Sethi filled up her second glass; she did not offer any resistance. After she gulped a few sips to finish the second beer glass; she not only began to smile, but also respond to Satish's jokes. To placate her initially; Mr. Sethi held both her hands in his hands on the table. As Tina's mood changed; I saw one of his hands adjoining Tina, gradually disappear under the table. After some time, Tina's hand also disappeared under the table. I had no way of knowing whether they held each other's hands under the table, or were busy with feeling each other's undercarriage under the table. Surely, if they wanted just to hold their hands, they could as well have done it on the table like before.
I could clearly see beaming happiness on my wife's face. I noticed that she twitched her eyebrows thrice during dinner. Once during dinner, she caught my hand and dug her nail so hard that it hurt me. I felt that Mr. Sethi's hands were doing some things to her under the table. She felt so aroused that she was unable to control her reactions. I was aroused as well; seeing them playing hide and seek games under the table and wondered, what was in store during the rest of the night.
By the time, we came out of the restaurant at about 10.30 pm; we were all a bit tight and easygoing. My wife had finished two beers. That was more than she ever drank. I could see a hint of stagger in her walk. Mr. Sethi held her hand and supported her. He sensed that his going away was weighing on her mind. He did all he could to lighten her mood. He kept assuring her that he shall be in touch with us regularly even after leaving and also that he would come back soon. He always held her hands in his; as if they were a newly married couple.
I went to get the car from the parking lot. I moved ahead, leaving them behind. When I was returning with the car, I saw them from a long distance hugging each other. By the time, I reached nearer; they were walking with their hands in each other's waist. I was seeing my wife walking like this with any other (than me) man for the first time. They were absorbed in animated discussion on some topic. They kept on talking through the short drive. They seemed to be talking about some matters relating to Mr. Sethi's job.
Even after reaching home, they carried on talking nonstop. I asked Mr. Sethi to move in with us in our bedroom and keep talking. I told him that they could talk throughout the night. I told him that Tina and I had decided that we shall not sleep but will talk through the night. I went to Tina and whispered in her ears that she should wear that night suit, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi. I always wanted her to wear that. However, she had never worn it. Tina looked at me questioningly. I looked at her pleading. She nodded, smiled and went to washroom to change. Mr. Sethi and I changed into our lungi (a stitched wrap around cloth to cover lower half of our body) in the bedroom. I gave my Kurta to Mr. Sethi to wear for the night. I also put one on. We sat on the bed. I had a large blanket spread on it, sufficient to cover all of us. We waited for my wife, to emerge from the washroom.
When Tina came out of the washroom, Mr. Sethi and I lost our breath. She was wearing the night dress, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi, some time ago. It was almost a see through type. It had a lot of frills and pleats and plenty of embroidery. It was tied down by a cord hanging at the waist. The top of the dress at the neck showed plenty of cleavage. The shoulder flaps were such that if they were just pushed aside by hand, her breasts would get exposed and the dress would slide down simply by gravity. It was obvious that she did not wear anything underneath. The swaying of her breasts was clearly visible. She walked in like a princess. The beers had done a world of good to her mood. Mr. Sethi looked at her as if he would eat her. Tina saw his stare and blushed like a newly married bride standing naked on her wedding night, with her husband staring at her.
She had never worn that night dress earlier. She thought that it was too sexy and provocative. Many times Mr. Sethi and I had asked her to wear that dress earlier. She had stubbornly refused to wear it. She felt too shy to wear it. She looked like a sex Goddess in that dress. Her flowing gown resting provocatively on her hips, made her extremely desirable. She wanted him to feel happy that night by wearing that dress, gifted by him. I could not control my urge to feel her. I called her near me. She came closer. I wrapped my one arm around her waist, made her bend a little and kissed her on the lips.
She looked at Mr. Sethi. Then she walked slowly to the other end of the bed to go to Mr. Sethi. Mr. Sethi said, "Tina, you look so lovely and desirable." Looking at me, he said, "Tarun, please don't trust me tonight. She looks so seductive. Don't blame me, if I am unable to control myself tonight. Tina, It was good that you did not wear this earlier. I thank you for wearing this dress today. I had wanted to see you in this dress for a long time. You have given me two big surprising gifts in one day." I told Mr. Sethi to wait; the day was not yet over.
Tina smiled gleefully...
I felt terribly frustrated. I somehow wanted her badly at that time and I knew that she also did. In anger, I began putting on my top. As I was dressing up, I asked her, "Tell me frankly, Sushma; do you also not want this? Your hubby continues to flirt with my wife and you have no objection to that?"
Then Mrs. Sethi had no answer. She thought for a while and said, "Well, that is all very well, but for the time being, please leave."
The matter ended there. I came out of her house and walked across to mine slowly.
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As soon as Mr. Sethi returned from that tour, he informed us that he got a job offer from Dubai. It was too good to be turned down. In about two weeks he had to leave India for Dubai with his family. He got a very good salary package with a paid accommodation. He was paid to bring his family also. Sethis threw a party for their friends and Mr. Sethi's colleagues, which we also attended.
Sethis began to wind up their house hold. They gifted us their fridge, TV and one bed. They disposed off the rest on sale. As the day of their departure neared, it began to down upon us that Sethis would not be much longer there with us to share our joys and sorrows. Tina was particularly affected. She shared such a wonderful chemistry with Sushma that they were almost like sisters.
Three days before they were to leave, they disposed off their all furniture and handed over their flat to their owner. With some baggage, they moved in with us. Sushma wanted to meet her mother in Chandigarh and left with their son for two days. Mr. Sethi wanted to complete some work in his office and had to stay back. He saw off his wife and went to his office to complete some formalities. I returned in the evening. Tina was sitting in the front of the TV, mindlessly changing the channels. Her face expressed her feelings. She was sad. I sat by her side and took her hand in mine. As soon as I empathised with her, she became emotional. A tear rolled out of her eyes. I wiped her tears.
She said, "They are such wonderful people. I wish they could have stayed for a little longer. Sushma is such a wonderful friend. She is more like my sister."
"And Mr. Sethi is such a wonderful friend." I completed. She nodded her head in agreement.
Although I also felt tightness in my throat; to lighten her mood, I smiled and told her, "At least Mr. Sethi shall be with us for the next two days. Let us all spend some good time together with him atlest." I saw a possibility of fulfilling my long unfulfilled desire. Tina nodded her head in agreement. Tina and I went and bought some things for Sethis.
Mr. Sethi returned in the evening. Tina and I took Mr. Sethi out to a bar to have some drinks and dinner. I asked her to wear the dress gifted by Mr. Sethi. Mr. Sethi had gifted her two sets of clothing. One was a night gown and the other was the one she wore that evening. It was a frock with a wide exposed neck area and rather short length that stopped well above her knee joint, with transparent black stockings. She agreed to wear the dress on that day with just one suggestion. On many earlier occasions, I tried hard to persuade to wear that dress. However, she would not agree. The dress had beautiful floral design. There was plenty of cleavage visible. As soon as Mr. Sethi saw her, he thanked her for wearing that dress for the evening. My wife was touched by Mr. Sethi's gesture.
In the bar, I let Tina sit next to Mr. Sethi. I sat opposite them. Tina's mood was not bright, because sethis were leaving. Mr. Sethi knew it and tried hard to make her feel better. He persuaded Tina to join us for drinks. She agreed to have a beer after some persuasion. Tina did not touch the glass for some time. When I asked her, she did not pay attention. Finally, when Mr. Sethi took her glass and pressed it to her lips; asking her to finish it; she gulped a few big sips. When Mr. Sethi repeated the process, she finished the glass.
As the spirit went in, her spirits began to rise. Gradually, she began to relax and feel better. When Mr. Sethi filled up her second glass; she did not offer any resistance. After she gulped a few sips to finish the second beer glass; she not only began to smile, but also respond to Satish's jokes. To placate her initially; Mr. Sethi held both her hands in his hands on the table. As Tina's mood changed; I saw one of his hands adjoining Tina, gradually disappear under the table. After some time, Tina's hand also disappeared under the table. I had no way of knowing whether they held each other's hands under the table, or were busy with feeling each other's undercarriage under the table. Surely, if they wanted just to hold their hands, they could as well have done it on the table like before.
I could clearly see beaming happiness on my wife's face. I noticed that she twitched her eyebrows thrice during dinner. Once during dinner, she caught my hand and dug her nail so hard that it hurt me. I felt that Mr. Sethi's hands were doing some things to her under the table. She felt so aroused that she was unable to control her reactions. I was aroused as well; seeing them playing hide and seek games under the table and wondered, what was in store during the rest of the night.
By the time, we came out of the restaurant at about 10.30 pm; we were all a bit tight and easygoing. My wife had finished two beers. That was more than she ever drank. I could see a hint of stagger in her walk. Mr. Sethi held her hand and supported her. He sensed that his going away was weighing on her mind. He did all he could to lighten her mood. He kept assuring her that he shall be in touch with us regularly even after leaving and also that he would come back soon. He always held her hands in his; as if they were a newly married couple.
I went to get the car from the parking lot. I moved ahead, leaving them behind. When I was returning with the car, I saw them from a long distance hugging each other. By the time, I reached nearer; they were walking with their hands in each other's waist. I was seeing my wife walking like this with any other (than me) man for the first time. They were absorbed in animated discussion on some topic. They kept on talking through the short drive. They seemed to be talking about some matters relating to Mr. Sethi's job.
Even after reaching home, they carried on talking nonstop. I asked Mr. Sethi to move in with us in our bedroom and keep talking. I told him that they could talk throughout the night. I told him that Tina and I had decided that we shall not sleep but will talk through the night. I went to Tina and whispered in her ears that she should wear that night suit, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi. I always wanted her to wear that. However, she had never worn it. Tina looked at me questioningly. I looked at her pleading. She nodded, smiled and went to washroom to change. Mr. Sethi and I changed into our lungi (a stitched wrap around cloth to cover lower half of our body) in the bedroom. I gave my Kurta to Mr. Sethi to wear for the night. I also put one on. We sat on the bed. I had a large blanket spread on it, sufficient to cover all of us. We waited for my wife, to emerge from the washroom.
When Tina came out of the washroom, Mr. Sethi and I lost our breath. She was wearing the night dress, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi, some time ago. It was almost a see through type. It had a lot of frills and pleats and plenty of embroidery. It was tied down by a cord hanging at the waist. The top of the dress at the neck showed plenty of cleavage. The shoulder flaps were such that if they were just pushed aside by hand, her breasts would get exposed and the dress would slide down simply by gravity. It was obvious that she did not wear anything underneath. The swaying of her breasts was clearly visible. She walked in like a princess. The beers had done a world of good to her mood. Mr. Sethi looked at her as if he would eat her. Tina saw his stare and blushed like a newly married bride standing naked on her wedding night, with her husband staring at her.
She had never worn that night dress earlier. She thought that it was too sexy and provocative. Many times Mr. Sethi and I had asked her to wear that dress earlier. She had stubbornly refused to wear it. She felt too shy to wear it. She looked like a sex Goddess in that dress. Her flowing gown resting provocatively on her hips, made her extremely desirable. She wanted him to feel happy that night by wearing that dress, gifted by him. I could not control my urge to feel her. I called her near me. She came closer. I wrapped my one arm around her waist, made her bend a little and kissed her on the lips.
She looked at Mr. Sethi. Then she walked slowly to the other end of the bed to go to Mr. Sethi. Mr. Sethi said, "Tina, you look so lovely and desirable." Looking at me, he said, "Tarun, please don't trust me tonight. She looks so seductive. Don't blame me, if I am unable to control myself tonight. Tina, It was good that you did not wear this earlier. I thank you for wearing this dress today. I had wanted to see you in this dress for a long time. You have given me two big surprising gifts in one day." I told Mr. Sethi to wait; the day was not yet over.
Tina smiled gleefully...
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