Adultery Lockdown Sex Diaries - Shobha and the Servant

[RaviShikha]

"Janu, I want to have a threesome!"

Shobha hopped up and down a couple of times on her toes like an excited college girl, flung her arms around a bemused Chetan and pecked him on his lips as soon as Bhola was out of earshot.

"Are you fucking crazy!", Chetan tried to wrest free of her but Shobha tightened her arms around him pushing her breasts against his chest.

"I want my birthday gift in advance", Shobha declared hopping up and down playing the excited collegegirl and nuzzled Chetan on his cheeks. Her birthday was three months away. The last time she said the same lines, she ended up with a diamond necklace and Chetan ended lighter by ten lakhs. And had to buy a separate birthday gift in any case for the birthday.

"Baby, not with him! He is a servant! "

"Aah, so you would be ok if it were someone else!", she stepped back, put her hands on her hips and have him a mock stern look. She looked hot. She had Bhola’s vest T-shirt on - though Chetan didn’t realise it - and which just covered her panties and clung to her breasts. The vest style T-shirt exposed her cleavage and the side side revealed the side of her shapely breasts.

"Baby, you can't be serious. What's got into you? It's so risky! "

"That's the whole beauty, baby. He is a gawaar (village bumpkin). Totally dumbo! And the best part is that his ticket is booked in two weeks. "

"What if he speaks to someone about us?"

"Baby, we discussed this! Who would believe him?". Shobha turns on her mock scolding tone. She was glad that Chetan hadn't blown a fuse - he had just called out some reasons. She had hers ready as a counter response. She knew she had a good track record with her logic against his once she had made up her mind. Shobha went back to embracing Chetan and nuzzled against Chetan's cheeks and gently bit his ears.

"And he's so hot", she whispered softly in his ears, "And he is crazy about me. Totally!".

A part of Chetan’s brain wondered who was crazy about whom.

She then grabbed his hands and pulled them to her breasts under the t shirt she was wearing. She let him grab her breasts. He squeezed them instinctively.

"Did you see the way he was giving them a massage?" , she teased him again whispering softly into his ear and nibbling at the earlobe. She have him a wet kiss. He squeezed harder. Her nipple was erect and he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger.

"Bhola was squeezing my boobs too. He likes them", she murmured as he squeezed harder in reflex response. Slowly and deliberately, her hands slipped down and grabbed his crotch.

"Maybe next time you can watch him squeeze my boobs", she whispered. Chetan’s cock was getting hard and he was getting excited at the talk about Bhola squeezing his wife's boobs. Shobha slipped her hands under the elastic of his track pants and grabbed his hard, naked and erect cock. It was warm and semi-erect and she cupped it gentling caressing the length but not yet squeezing it.

"And I guess you like watching him suck your wife's boobs, no? Or maybe you could watch him while I let you suck my boobs". Chetan's cock was becoming bigger as Shobha continued her hand job.

"And that's why you did me three times in the last one week  Can you even remember the last time we did it three times in a week?", she continued breathlessly whispering in his ear her tone seeking to flatter his manly ego.

Chetan had his eyes closed and while his right hand continued to squeeze Shobha's breasts, his left hand now slipped under her panties. His fingers teased apart the lips of her pussy. She was wet. Chetan's middle finger probed deeper. It was now Shobha's turn to moan.

"Maybe next time, you can let him watch while you fuck me. Maybe after that I can let you watch when he fucks me.".

Shobha rarely used the 'f' word and Chetan was hot with passion. Shobha let go of his cock, now fully erect, slipped her hand lower, cupped his balls lightly and with a long fingernail she gently scratched Chetan's delicate skin below the scrotum. She was rewarded when Chetan grunted in thrill. She had practised the same move with Bhola last night and knew she should not go all the way. She retreated and grabbed his cock again this time closing her palm lengthwise along the shaft.

And delivered her punch line with a hoarse whisper while simultaneously squeezing and un-squeezing the cock and pulling it along its length as if trying to extend the shaft’s length.

"Bhola has a big cock too. I know it because i felt it in my hands. He let me squeeze his cock. Just like this" , and she was satisfied when almost in response to her words Chetan's cock throbbed painfully. Having learnt from her interlude with Bhola last night, she knew she had to bring him to the edge but not push beyond for release. She squeezed Chetan's cock one last time, and felt the moistness of precum.

Chetan moaned, and his cock throbbed painfully hard in response to Shobha’s squeeze.

Shobha knew then she had won her argument.

She let go of Chetan's cock, pulled her hand out of his track pants and stepped back two paces. She looked down at his erect cock at full mast as the elastic waistband of the tracking snapped closed just under his balls, making him look like a collegeboy caught with his pants down. She now looked at him in the eye.

"Now listen to me carefully, baby, and do exactly as I tell you", she said her firm tone leaving either of them in no doubt who had held whose balls a short while back.