Adultery boss and my wife 1

[NityaSakti]

Dipa gripped Boss's hand and stopped him. She pulled him toward her. The Boss looked surprisingly at my wife. Our living room and dining room are combined. Dipa lovingly, gently wiped Boss's tears with her fingers and made him sit on a chair beside the dining table. She stood in front of the Boss so close that her puffed up protruding breasts stood erect right in front of Boss's eyes. Boss's eyes were riveted on my wife's lovely hillocks mounted on her beautiful chest.

I could see her erect nipple making a distinct impression on her blouse which undoubtedly my Boss was staring at with mesmerized expressions on his face, not being able to see anything else as they were perched up right in front of his eyes.

She saw the Boss ogling at her cleavage and chest. She did not care to pull up her sari to cover them and said, "You are perfectly in order sir. You have done nothing wrong. There is no need to apologize. We are humans and your actions were like normal humans. I am not offended. I consider you as not just my friend but an intimate friend. Do you know what an intimate friend is?" asked Dipa of my Boss.

Boss looked at Dipa perplexed. Dipa raised her hand and caught Boss's one ear in her fingers and twisting the ear slightly she said, "Remember carefully and do not forget. An intimate friend is one with whom you can share each and everything. When I say everything I mean everything. It is more than even husband wife relationship. With an intimate friend you do not hide anything at all. Therefore I do not mind what you tell me or do to me. Will you remember this?" Dipa concluded by asking.

My Boss looked more puzzled than before, trying to digest what Dipa had just said. After s few moments he said, "Yes Dipa I will never forget this."

Dipa asked Boss, "Now please do tell me what is eating your mind. Don't you trust me enough and consider me as your own to let me in on your personal matters? I wish to tell you sir, that both Dipak and especially I, love you very much. I expect that you do not hide things from the person you love and I sincerely hope that you consider me as your intimate friend and that you love me too."

My Boss almost slipped down the chair the moment he heard this. Managing to maintain his poise, he said, "Not only I trust you and Dipak fully, I am also a great admirer of your multiple capabilities. I certainly consider you as my own. Why would I not confide in you? But I am unhappy that you keep calling me "Sir" when my name is Som. You call me Som, and then I shall feel that you really love me.

Dipa said, "Well, no and yes. No, because you are senior to me both in age, stature and wisdom. I have been brought up in Indian culture. How can I address you by your first name? But yes, I will not address you as 'Sir'. I will call you as 'Somji'. I hope that will settle it? Now do tell me what is causing so much pain to my loved one?"

Boss said, "Why add 'Ji' with my name and increase the gap between us? Just call me Som."

Dipa smiled mischievously and said, "No I will call you 'Somji' and that is final. And there is no gap between us now ok? Are you happy?" Saying that, Dipa moved so close to the Boss that one of her nipples centered on her breasts standing hard and erect in her blouse touched the tip of Boss's nose.

Boss without giving a second thought, wrapped his arms around my wife's slim waist and pulled Dipa in his arms. Placing his lips gently on her lips, the Boss said, "But first tell me that you have forgiven me for my misadventure."

My wife stood in the Boss's arms completely memorized by his sudden action and unable to speak as her lips were sealed by the Boss's. She began to respond as she was pulled into the whirlpool of sensuality caused by Boss's action. Boss's one arm was centered on my wife's butts and the second arm rested tight on my wife's waist, holding her tight in a close embrace.

Dipa for quite some time, stood perplexed at the Boss's quick reflexive maneuver. She was at a loss for words to speak. She sucked Boss's saliva and responded to Boss's sensual kissing. She understood his frustration at having been a failure in keeping his wife with him and she felt that perhaps that was his way of getting back from Dipa, what his wife did not give him.

After kissing for a few precious seconds, Dipa gently moved away from the embrace, with a nudge here and push there. She did not want to offend the Boss at the same time perhaps felt the Boss's move as inappropriate.

She stood apart from the Boss looking flustered with the passionate kiss from the Boss and chiding him in her inimitable naughty style, she said, "Sir, I mean Somji, aren't you going a bit overboard with your emotions? Besides, I like your style of first kissing and then saying sorry for the kiss and then kissing me again? You are asking pardon for the crime committed and yet you keep on committing the same crime again and again. You are fast. But you are also handsome. Well, you have inflamed my hidden passion, so I have forgiven you. My hubby may be here any minute. What if he sees us kissing? I do not want your stature to be slighted in the eyes of my hubby. We shall have more time for flings like this Somji."

Apart from admonishing the Boss, my smart wife signaled to the Boss that she was a game for such an adventure.

The Boss had mixed expressions on his face. He was not sure if Dipa accepted his advances. He smiled ruefully and said, "I am really sorry for having lost control once again. You wanted to hear my story. So here I am. It pains me to speak all these things, but then it will also be a load off my chest."