Adultery Friend Fucks Wife In Back Seat by sansar

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He had a bath and came towards me. "You had a nice time dear?" he asked slurring all the way. Before I could answer, he fell flat on his back on the bed beside me and was out like a light bulb. I got the smell of whisky on his breath.

The next day, I was looking forward to meeting Aarti. Atul got up with a swinging hangover. A couple of lemon sodas gave him a little relief. His other friends were still in dreamland. After breakfast, we went for a small seminar in the college, where we met the new kids. The college had not changed. Aarti was stuck with her husband and we exchanged glances.

The morning went fine. There was an early dinner & a farewell dance. The hotel had arranged to baby-sit the kids so that we could attend the event. I had worn a front buttoned dress reaching to my knees, with a half cup Bra. I was the most wanted partner and I did not stop any of my male friends from pressing my breasts onto their chest, nor push their hard ons into my thighs & belly, as I was in a horny mood. I very well knew that many of these suitors had wanted to dip their sticks in my honey-pot. But sheer control had kept them away. But a little flirting would not spoil anything so I let it be. I saw Atul with his hands clasped on a girl's arse-cheek. We were all enjoying the last few moments together, till next year.

I excused myself from the dance floor drenched in sweat. The dress was sticking to my bosom; I had purposely worn a thin dress, buttoned in front, so that I could give my male friends a solid stand. Their hard-on felt nice on my legs as we danced. I saw Aarti signaling me towards the Girls Wash Room.

There was no one in the ladies room. Aarti was eagerly waiting. She grabbed my hand and entered the nearest toilet cabin. Before I could react, she had pushed me to the wall and clamped herself on my mouth. Her hands furiously unbuttoned my sweaty blouse and pushed my bra cup down. In a second she had left my mouth and suckled my tits. Ripple after ripple washed down my inner self as there were continuous orgasms. I too grabbed her boob over her blouse, but my attempts turned too feeble compared to Aarti's mauling. She bit and sucked my breasts as though it was the end of the world.

What heightened my passion was that we could have been caught by any girl who entered the Ladies Room. After sometime she separated from my boob and moved her hand to my pussy over my panty. I moaned out aloud my pleasure without any care if anyone heard.

"Anu, I am going to come for you," Aarti blabbered. "You are a great turn on for me."

I invited her over as she helped me to push my boobs into my cups and button up. We came out and had a wash, powdered my nose and went to the floor. Luckily no one was in the Ladies Room.

As we came out, I could see my hubby waving to me with Jeet along side. I went up to them and they informed me that they wanted to leave to return home, as a night drive would be comfortable. So having waved a bye to all my friends and a promise to return next year, we left the hall.

On reaching the hotel, I removed my bra and changed into a short tank top for the night journey. I had decided to wear slacks but horny that I was I decided to wear an above the knees skirt. I wore the same lacy satin panty. The men had changed into Three-Quarter flowery shorts like the ones used on the beach side. We checked out of our hotel, picked up our son who was fighting not to sleep. We then went to pick up Puja from Jeets' relative's house. She was packed and ready. Puja had worn a tight, braless blouse to contain her milk filled breasts and an Indian petticoat which is like a frock, from the waist to the feet, which went with a shawl called as the "Dupatta". This would help her to breast feed her child easily.

Since my husband had brought the new bigger station wagon, we would be very comfortable. It was a very spacious and stable car and since the journey would take about 8 hours back home, Jeet volunteered to drive first. There was an additional long seat at the back. My son was adamant to sit on the front side seat. So we had strapped him and later on he slowly went to sleep. We had brought pillows and shared the pillows amongst Puja, Atul & me.