Mohini exposed by her husband by divya_baby

[raj6556]

Retying the other trainer took longer. He was examining everything under the skimpy blouse! She fidgeted, from excitement and a need for attention. She turned another page, rocking back a little, letting the movement slide the pallu even further. The saree was just a piece of cloth on her now, which wasnt covering her assets. The latest movement of the pallu resulted in full revelation of her cleavage and the huge melons wrapped scantility on her breasts and also revealed her milky white navel. The pallu was just beneath her belly button. She'd promised to stay until her husband came to collect her, which was excuse enough to carry on rudely displaying herself.

Through long straight hair, she watched another jogger arrive.

'Hi Aditya, didn't think I'd catch you up,' the second jogger said.

'Had something in one of my running shoes,' Aditya explained. 

She saw the first jogger nod toward her. The second guy took the hint, and squatted down to tie a lace. The two of them were staring at her cleavage and breasts! Her nipples were hard enough to show, if they were close enough, which she hoped not.

The blouse was too damned flimsy. As she fidgeted from nerves, her nipples just erected a little more. Or maybe they were engulfing the little piece of cotton. In any case, more was on display that she cared to show them. Through her hair she could see them staring at her breasts, and that gave her a thrill. 

Mohini looked down at the book, pretending to be concentrating. Now she was frightened, as it looked as though they were walking over to her. She didn't want this! She wanted to slam her thighs shut, but she couldn't move. Being anonymously naughty was all that could be coped with. Being confronted by strangers was terrible. What would they say? Would they think she was a brazen slut? They might think she was up for fun, available to them, wanting it.

'Hi Mohini, I'm back. Got the water,' Sudhir loudly stated. 

She looked up with relief, to see her husband approaching. The two young guys turned away to carry on their run. She noted they weren't competing now, as they were side by side, talking about her.

'Sudhir, I'm so glad you appeared when you did. I'm so hot, lets pack up and go,' she laughed.

'Don't you want to stay for more?' he suggested.

'No need, I want you badly,' she seriously stated. 

Mohini couldn't wait to get home. Untypical of her, she played with his penis through the jeans, while he drove. No sooner did they get through the door, than she pulled off her saree, and attacked his cock. Sudhir struggled from his clothes, and crawled between her legs. There was no need for foreplay, she was so worked up.

She wasn't just horny, she was physically and mentally wired. 

'Fuck me Sudhir, come on, just do it,' she implored him. 

Talking was new, using bad language was unheard of, and doing it on the kitchen floor was extraordinary. Slightly unsure of this new woman, it took him longer to cum. He smoothly screwed her as usual, until she started to talk again. 

'Pound my pussy, ride me hard, Sudhir. Fuck me hard and deep,' she urgently implored. 

He wondered what books she had been reading recently. This too held him back, enabling him to ride her hard as ordered. When she climaxed he felt her writhing under him. She bucked her hips a few times, then sank back on the floor. This was the signal for him to cum, not that she had consciously sent it. She was laying supine, flat out on the floor.

From her loins, through her stomach, and out to her fingers and toes, flashes of ecstasy ignited her nerves. Her body was alive one minute, then collapsed. She felt him spurting into her, or rather knew it, when he went rigid, shoving his cock in deep. Unusually it set her off on a second orgasm. 

A while later, they both recovered enough to smile at each other. 

'I was carried away just then,' she said.

She looked embarrassed, and was trying to justify uncharacteristic wanton behaviour.

'You were. It was good for me too. I'm glad you enjoyed the park thing. More so when making love,' he grinned.

She looked shy now. 'I did. You were right, it was fun. Especially just now,' she sheepishly grinned.

There was a vague recognition of calling out to him while making love. Not daring to ask, she hoped he might mention it, and reveal what was said. He helped her off the kitchen floor, and she made coffee. She kept looking at the floor, wondering if there was a mark that revealed their fornication. Next time a neighbour called she would be embarrassed, when they sat right where she had sex. 

She handed him a cup of coffee and giggled.

'Alright, I will. Once more, just to see if it's as exciting. Just so long as you're there to protect me,' she relented.

two guys watch Mohini... her clevage.. as her pallu fall down her navel was also visible.  she was nervous but her husband come to rescue..