Adultery Old Man and Indian Wife by shiprat

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He was getting worked up as well. He opened my robe and started kissing my boobs while his fingers played with my clit. Whatever problems Pavan had with his dick, his fingers and tongue were still magical. he could play with my clit better than any man I had been with before, and soon I was moaning and shaking. I was ready to get fucked. I started unbuttoning his shirt with one hand and with the other hand, reached for his crotch. I noted with dismay that there was nothing happening down there. No problem, I thought. A naked blowjob would have him up in no time.

I was about to shift lower to take his dick into my mouth, when Pavan got up and jumped off the bed. I looked at him with a confused expression and was about to ask him to take his clothes off when he brusquely said,

"We should...... go check out the casino."

He buttoned his shirt and almost sprinted to the bathroom, leaving me there, wet and wanting. I was disappointed that the trip hadn't started off with the sexual bang I had wanted. I was convinced that if only Pavan swallowed his pride, went to the doctor and got a prescription, all would be well. But I knew he was touchy about the subject. Oh well, I thought, maybe tonight. I opened my suitcase and picked out a wrap-around skirt that I thought accentuated my butt beautifully. And a top with sequins.

Pavan came out of the bathroom and I could see the sad look on his face. I felt bad for him so before he started apologizing or justifying his dysfunction, I piped up,

"So you'll have to explain to me exactly how blackjack works."

"Oh it's easy.." Pavan started and enthusiastically explained to me everything about blackjack. actually I knew exactly how it worked, having seen a Kevin Spacey movie about blackjack on TV recently. But I figured talking about it would get Pavan's mind off his non-performance.

Pavan was much more enthusiastic about gambling than I was, so he had more fun than me on the casino floor. I was happy just to see him in a good mood for that long, which was rare nowadays. We played blackjack, he won some money and I lost some. Then we walked around the casino, watching poker games and spent some time at the slot machines. We made some money, and Pavan was in a great mood, and so was I. We had dinner at a nice Italian place, called up my sister to talk to Chintu and then just roamed around on the strip.

My ego got a boost with all the admiring glances I received on the strip and I was glad to see the hunger return to Pavan's eyes as well. By the time we returned to the hotel, I was feeling optimistic about another seduction attempt. In fact it seemed like Pavan would make the first move. He had "that" look in his eyes. Sure enough, when we entered the elevator to go up to our room, Pavan pulled me into a hug. He grabbed my ass and started kissing me hard. I felt aroused instantly. This was the strong sexy confident man I had married. I loved it when he made an appearance.

As he started mauling my ass, I kissed Pavan back fervently, with a lot of tongue. Soon I felt his erection push against my thigh and I wondered how it would look if the elevator stopped and someone walked in on us making out so heavily. The thought turned me on, and I said,

"Ooooh Pavan! In the elevator? Naughty!"

"I can't help it. You're just so...." he grabbed my butt hard once more but right then,

*beepbeep*

I froze, fearing the worst, but decided to continue kissing him, hoping he would ignore it. No such luck.

"Check who it's from." he said in that annoying icy tone.

"It can wait." I said and tried to kiss him again. That's when the elevator doors opened.