22-11-2020, 03:27 AM
Though it is never expected to happen, life leads you to take sharp turns which can be dramatic, if at that spur of the moment, you fall prey to your wanton needs and give vent to your adventurous spirit. This is my story, and from that day till date has been my closely guarded secret. If even a whiff of it leaks to my husband, my life will be one big hell. I seek your discretion to read and keep it to yourself.
I am Sujata, a teacher in a local college teaching Zoology to the senior students of the Science stream. I have been married since the last two years. My husband is about 7 years elder to me and ours was an arranged marriage. Though no complaints, I am leading a conjugal life which cannot be classified as extraordinary, but averages to satisfactory.
My husband, Sunil, was brought up in a very orthodox surrounding and works as a CEO in one of the local based company. Being the CEO he has to work & travel a lot. Our sex life could be said to average once or twice in a fortnight and that too for about half an hour maximum. We have decided to let things take its own course and have not planned for our child. Sex with any other male was absolutely a taboo, to even think about.
To describe myself, I am about 5.5 ft tall, medium in built, fairish in complexion and with green eyes. My husband too shares these green eyes. Sporting a figure of 34x27x36, and weighing at 65 kgs, I was the apple of many an eye during my college time. Though as friends I have had some very minor flings, I have gotten away with a few fondles to my titties, during movies and stolen kisses. But nothing serious, everything forgotten.
One of the requirements of being a Zoology Teacher is the annual out station field trip, which lasts for about a week, including travel. A zoologically ideal location is identified and the entire class is mandatorily required to attend. It is exactly like camping, however, the difference is that arrangements are made to stay in dormitories, preferably separately for girls & boys. During the day, we troop out to the open fields & jungles in search of specimen and study the same in their environment. The evenings are spent in light talks or a camp-fire.
Since the students are tired after a whole days walk & work in the sun, most of them retire early. But you can hear murmurs and whispers as a few of them catch up on the day's gossip. By 10.30PM -- 11Pm all students are fast asleep. The students being the responsibility of the Teacher, I have to be a light sleeper.
This years' batch had a total of 20 students, of which 18 were girls, 2 boys and 2 assistants. The assistants were having their relatives nearby and stayed with them for the nights. The dormitory that we stayed in was a long, wide room with a raised platform along one side. We used this platform for sleeping. The platform top was about 7 feet in width, 2 feet above ground and about 20 feet long along one side. The end part of this, which was about 8 feet long curved in an "L" shape and ended in a blank wall. This part of the platform could accommodate a maximum 4 people.
It was decided that since there were only 2 boys they would sleep at the end of this part and the girls would sleep along the longer side. My place was on this "L" shaped portion in between the boys & the girls, but more towards the boys. The part where we slept was more like a private room, hidden away from the girls' view.
On the first night, I remained awake till most of the girls had gone to sleep. I had changed into a pyjama pant & a night shirt. When I came to bed, I saw that the boy closer to me was not asleep and I asked him what the reason was. He just smiled and mumbled something about being tired & not able to sleep. He had that very mischievous smile. I got a feeling that he was looking at my breast, the profile of which he could see through my nightee, against the bulb behind me.
His name was Ajit and he was a very bright student. Not only was he good at his studies, he was also a keen basketball player. Well built and tall, with green eyes. Though his appearance was like my husband, his physique outplayed that of my husband.
He was sleeping parallel to me, just an arms length away, as that was the structure of the dormitory platform. Lights were put off and we went to sleep. I had brought a thick rug to protect against any cold weather. I pulled it over me till my neck and went to sleep. I did not realize went I blinked off.
I do not recall when but late into the night and early morning, I felt an arm very close to me. In my sleep I thought I was in my bedroom and it was my husband. Subconsciously I held it and lightly massaged it. When it dawned on me that it was Ajit, I was in two minds. Should I pull back or to let my hand lie where it was?
After a few moments, I was pleasantly shocked to feel Ajit massaging my hand. I felt me getting wet between my legs. I was feeling a little randy and let things go on. I thought I would be able to control myself. A little bit of petting would be of no harm to anyone.
Slowly his hands started creeping towards my shoulder. The feeling I was getting was very pleasurable. Moreso, this was happening amidst so many of my students, who were fast asleep. It was a definite turn-on. I did not move. My sex life was never adventurous, and I did not want to lose this opportunity.
Ajit was either a fast learner or an experienced love maker. Still rubbing & massaging his strong palm reached its destination -- my right boob. By now it was stiff. I had always prided myself with long nipples. I had my nighty and below that was my lacy front opening bra. I was sure he could feel my chest heaving in the dark. Suddenly I could feel his broad palm over my breast, and he pressed. A moan escaped my lips.
I am Sujata, a teacher in a local college teaching Zoology to the senior students of the Science stream. I have been married since the last two years. My husband is about 7 years elder to me and ours was an arranged marriage. Though no complaints, I am leading a conjugal life which cannot be classified as extraordinary, but averages to satisfactory.
My husband, Sunil, was brought up in a very orthodox surrounding and works as a CEO in one of the local based company. Being the CEO he has to work & travel a lot. Our sex life could be said to average once or twice in a fortnight and that too for about half an hour maximum. We have decided to let things take its own course and have not planned for our child. Sex with any other male was absolutely a taboo, to even think about.
To describe myself, I am about 5.5 ft tall, medium in built, fairish in complexion and with green eyes. My husband too shares these green eyes. Sporting a figure of 34x27x36, and weighing at 65 kgs, I was the apple of many an eye during my college time. Though as friends I have had some very minor flings, I have gotten away with a few fondles to my titties, during movies and stolen kisses. But nothing serious, everything forgotten.
One of the requirements of being a Zoology Teacher is the annual out station field trip, which lasts for about a week, including travel. A zoologically ideal location is identified and the entire class is mandatorily required to attend. It is exactly like camping, however, the difference is that arrangements are made to stay in dormitories, preferably separately for girls & boys. During the day, we troop out to the open fields & jungles in search of specimen and study the same in their environment. The evenings are spent in light talks or a camp-fire.
Since the students are tired after a whole days walk & work in the sun, most of them retire early. But you can hear murmurs and whispers as a few of them catch up on the day's gossip. By 10.30PM -- 11Pm all students are fast asleep. The students being the responsibility of the Teacher, I have to be a light sleeper.
This years' batch had a total of 20 students, of which 18 were girls, 2 boys and 2 assistants. The assistants were having their relatives nearby and stayed with them for the nights. The dormitory that we stayed in was a long, wide room with a raised platform along one side. We used this platform for sleeping. The platform top was about 7 feet in width, 2 feet above ground and about 20 feet long along one side. The end part of this, which was about 8 feet long curved in an "L" shape and ended in a blank wall. This part of the platform could accommodate a maximum 4 people.
It was decided that since there were only 2 boys they would sleep at the end of this part and the girls would sleep along the longer side. My place was on this "L" shaped portion in between the boys & the girls, but more towards the boys. The part where we slept was more like a private room, hidden away from the girls' view.
On the first night, I remained awake till most of the girls had gone to sleep. I had changed into a pyjama pant & a night shirt. When I came to bed, I saw that the boy closer to me was not asleep and I asked him what the reason was. He just smiled and mumbled something about being tired & not able to sleep. He had that very mischievous smile. I got a feeling that he was looking at my breast, the profile of which he could see through my nightee, against the bulb behind me.
His name was Ajit and he was a very bright student. Not only was he good at his studies, he was also a keen basketball player. Well built and tall, with green eyes. Though his appearance was like my husband, his physique outplayed that of my husband.
He was sleeping parallel to me, just an arms length away, as that was the structure of the dormitory platform. Lights were put off and we went to sleep. I had brought a thick rug to protect against any cold weather. I pulled it over me till my neck and went to sleep. I did not realize went I blinked off.
I do not recall when but late into the night and early morning, I felt an arm very close to me. In my sleep I thought I was in my bedroom and it was my husband. Subconsciously I held it and lightly massaged it. When it dawned on me that it was Ajit, I was in two minds. Should I pull back or to let my hand lie where it was?
After a few moments, I was pleasantly shocked to feel Ajit massaging my hand. I felt me getting wet between my legs. I was feeling a little randy and let things go on. I thought I would be able to control myself. A little bit of petting would be of no harm to anyone.
Slowly his hands started creeping towards my shoulder. The feeling I was getting was very pleasurable. Moreso, this was happening amidst so many of my students, who were fast asleep. It was a definite turn-on. I did not move. My sex life was never adventurous, and I did not want to lose this opportunity.
Ajit was either a fast learner or an experienced love maker. Still rubbing & massaging his strong palm reached its destination -- my right boob. By now it was stiff. I had always prided myself with long nipples. I had my nighty and below that was my lacy front opening bra. I was sure he could feel my chest heaving in the dark. Suddenly I could feel his broad palm over my breast, and he pressed. A moan escaped my lips.
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