Adultery Indian Wife and Her College Friend by yajiv132

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Afterwards, when we woke up, it was like we were waking up after our first night. Shriya's hair was dishevelled and her body had marks at the places where I had grabbed her creamy flesh. But she had this satisfied glow and beamed down upon me, her heavy breasts rising and falling with her breath.

She kissed me and whispered, "That was so good Varun. What got into you? I loved being roughly handled like that. Do you know what a woman really enjoys? Being dominated by the man she loves. That was so good Varun. Do that to me often you idiot."

With that, she climbed off the bed and headed towards the shower. I watched as her sexy hips swung as she walked to the bathroom. If she only knew that the image driving that violence was of Sriram fucking her brutally, his dark tanned muscular body in contrast with the fair fleshy curvy treasures of Shriya, she might not be so happy, or I wonder, would she.

Shriya was in a very horny and playful mood after our violent love making. After her bath, she did something that she knew throws me over the edge - she wore a skirt. When I stepped out after my own bath, I was treated to the image of Shriya standing there demurely, with a tight tank top and a short skirt which came up to the middle of her sexy thighs. Because Shriya usually wears sarees all the time, her legs are never shown. I've argued with her about it a lot since she has the sexiest legs: long and well toned. Shriya's whole body is well toned and flexible. Her legs especially so. Any man looking at her legs will want to run his hands over the smooth skin, spank her ass, and fuck the hell out of her. She knew this very well.

She came to me and innocently asked me, "Am I looking good?"

I pulled her in and kissed her for an answer. She broke apart and stepped back, "Ah Ah Ah, not until tonight mister."

Her eyes went to the bulge in my towel and she said, "Keep that hard for me until night and then take me my dear lover."

Though I approved of the sexy dress, I thought she had forgotten that we had a house guest.

"What about Sriram?"

Her face clouded over instantly, showing that she had not thought of it at all. My heart melted as she looked crestfallen.

I took her in my arms and said, "Hey it is okay. People here dress like this all the time, even worse, so Sriram will have gotten used to it."

She looked up and said, "Are you sure? You don't mind him looking at my legs?"

I smiled, "of course I mind, but I know you picked out this dress with a lot of desire, I don't want to disappoint you darling."

Now she also smiled and said, "Thanks dear. Hmm yes I know you love skirts, that's why I picked this one."

She put her hand over my cock, "Oh you're so hard. Mmmm."

Then she came to her senses and said, "Let me go make dinner darling. Dress and come."

I put on tee shirt and shorts, and made my way to the hall. Sriram was apparently still bathing, so I started watching TV. He came down a little while later. After the towel-cock incident, he had made sure to dry himself up properly before coming into the room. He sat down with me, and we started chatting. His eyes literally popped out of their socket when Shriya came to serve us snacks. His eyes went from her toes to her milky thighs. Then they rested on her boobs, which were showing a little cleavage out of the tank top. We were sitting on opposite sofas. When Shriya bent to serve me, I could see him looking at her hot ass through the flimsy skirt. I had a mental image of Sriram bending Shriya over a table and fucking her. My already hard cock gave a jolt. Shriya smiled at my cock and seductively licked her lips, then winked at me and went to serve him. He was also hard, with his legs apart, and his huge bulge clearly showing. When she bent to serve him, she blocked my view, but I was sure that he would be looking at her cleavage. Shriya said, "Enjoy" and left for the kitchen. We both watched her sexily walk away.

I was getting jealous and hot watching all this. This bastard had now seen Shriya's cleavage, back, and her sexy legs too. Will this end with him seeing her fully? If only he didn't have a huge cock and a muscular body. My jealousy overpowered my heat, and I resolved to do something about this.

We had dinner, with Sriram taking every opportunity to ogle at Shriya. Shriya was aware of both his looks and his bulge, but seemed to take it in stride. I wanted the day to end as quickly as possible, and get my loving wife away from the eyes of Sriram. However, it was not meant to be. Since Shriya was in a playful mood, after dinner, she suggested we dance to some music. Previously, before Sriram, we would dance outrageously, and end up having sex in the living room itself.