12-04-2019, 04:10 PM
SEXUAL INDEPENDENCE OF AN INDIAN HOUSEWIFE
PART1
(RMAINING PART OF THIS STORY IS ON PAGE 57)
My wife Priya and I are in our late 20s, have been married for 4 years, and have been
living in America for over a year in a Midwestern town. I am a tech consultant and she
was a college teacher back home in India. We were high college sweethearts, so even
though we have been married only four years, we have been together for almost 15
years. We moved to the US because I got a great job offer from a rapidly growing biotech
firm. They were willing to pay me a six figure salary and sponsor green cards for me and
Priya. Initially after we moved to the US, the plan was to have our first baby that Priya
would stay home and look after. But after months of trying, when we couldn't conceive,
we went to doctors and found out that there was a problem with her tubes and she could
never conceive. After the disappointment of never being able to conceive ebbed, Priya
decided that she wanted to become a college teacher again. So she decided to enroll in an
education degree program in a local community college.
We pretty much settled into a regular routine - me with my job and Priya with her classes.
She was delighted with the coursework, her instructors and the overall program, and the
determination to become a college teacher in the US seemed to make her forget her
inability to have kids. All her classes during the first semester were timed such that I'd
drop her off at the college on my way to work at 9 am and pick her up on the way back at
6 pm. But in the second semester, her classes ended at 2 pm. So I could still drop her to
college, but she either had to sit around doing nothing for four hours waiting for me, or
then take a bus. And waiting for a bus in the brutal Midwestern winter was not something
one looks forward to. So we decided to buy a second car, this one for her.
Priya was very excited about what would be the first ever car that would be exclusively
hers. She started making decisions about the model and the color of the car, as well as
about some features she wanted pre-installed. And she was being very finicky. When the
second semester was just about to start, she finally picked one to buy, the dealer told us
that the particular model we wanted in the particular color Priya had her mind set on,
would take 2 months to be delivered. I suggested that she should get it in another color,
because a 2 month delay would mean either sitting around for 4 hours when her classes
ended early, or then taking a bus in the cold weather. But Priya was adamant. She said
she would wait everyday for two months at college, or if she got too bored, take the bus
home. She was so hell-bent on getting that particular car, I had to relent.
For the first week or so, she waited at college for me to pick her up. But one day in the
second week, I got a call from her at 2 pm.
"Hi Ajit!" she said sounding very happy.
"Hi honey, what's up?" I asked.
"Great news. I am getting a ride home from a classmate today." she said, almost giggling
with delight.
"Oh, that's nice. Who is it?" I asked.
"Guy named Ramon. Our house is on his way back."
"Cool. So you won't have to wait for me today." I said.
"Yeah!"
That's when I heard the beep of call waiting.
"Anyway, I am getting another call. I'll see you at home." I said and hung up.
When I got home, Priya told me that Ramon had offered to drop her home everyday if she
liked, and asked me if she should accept. I said why not. It was great that her ordeal of
having to wait for me would not last for two months. I suggested that she offer to split the
fuel expenses. The next day, Priya said she had offered to split the expenses, but Ramon
had refused saying it wasn't necessary.
Which did not surprise me at all. Men are always happy to pay for good looking women.
And as far as looks go, Priya was a bombshell. At 5 ft 3 she wasn't tall enough to become
a model. But if not for her height, she easily could have become one. She had a flawless
milky white complexion and a heart-shaped face with grey eyes. As if the face itself wasn't
attractive enough, she had perfectly shaped 34C boobs without any sag, and an hourglass
figure with a petite waist and a curvy well rounded ass. And below the ass, she had the
slender and contoured legs of a goddess. My wife always drew second and even third
glances from strangers, which always made me feel lucky that I managed to bag her early
in high college. Because there was no way a beauty like her would have reached adulthood
without being pursued by dozens of eligible men more attractive than me.
So I could understand why Ramon was happy to have my beautiful wife in his car every
day and not take any money for it. I am sure he would have paid her to let him drop her
home. he had to have been attracted to her. Few men weren't.
And sure enough, a couple of days later, I got the evidence of his being attracted to her.
"Something awkward happened today." Priya said to me as soon as I stepped in the door.
"Is that so?" I asked.
"Today, when Ramon drove me here and I was about to get out of the car, he asked me if
I'd like to go have coffee with him." she said, blushing a bit.
"Ah ha. And what did you say?"
"I didn't know what exactly he meant. If he was asking just as a friend or something else.
I mean, he knows I am married. So it couldn't have been like a date type thing, right?"
Priya asked me sincerely.
"How would I know? I have never even met the guy. Anyway, what did you say?" I asked.
"I just said I had homework to do, so maybe some other time." she said.
"You said some other time?"
"I know. I was just sort of avoiding it. But that actually made him happy. He said sure, we
could do it some other time. When? let's make a date. And then took out his palm pilot
and started looking at his calendar!" she said.
"Well, what do you expect? So what did you say?" I asked.
"Nothing. I just said, no, I am not sure of my plans. And I just got out of the car and
came inside." she said.
"Hmmm. OK."
"So what do you think, Ajit?"
"What do I think about what, honey?"
"Should I just stop getting a ride from him?" she asked, with a worried look on her face.
I thought about her question. Actually, I pretended to think about her question. Because
truth is told, the idea of some guy flirting with my wife turned me on a little bit. I had
always enjoyed reading erotic stories where men liked to see their wives with others. And
I had fantasized very often about Priya and other men. But I had never quite mustered up
the courage to actually share these fantasies with her. And now that there was an actual
guy flirting with her, I was intrigued to see how the situation would unfold.
"No, that'd be silly." I finally said. "So he asked you out. who wouldn't? You're a bomb,
and you know it."
"Ajit!!" she said blushing.
"Oh yeah, you're a bomb. In fact if you were married to someone else, I'd still want to go
after you." I said, pulling her in my arms.
"He he, you're such a rogue." she said, and hid her face in my chest.
"That I am. But anyway, seriously, I don't think it's that big a deal. You should still take
rides from him. We're in America now. People asking each other out on dates is normal.
And refusing them is normal too." I said.
And that's where the matter ended. Or so I thought for a couple of days, because Priya
didn't bring up Ramon and I didn't ask about him either. But then one day, as we were
having dinner talking about each other's days, Priya suddenly said,
"You know, this Ramon guy is getting very naughty with each passing day."
"What? what do you mean each passing day?" I asked, surprised and a little curious.
"Well, ever since that day when he asked me for the coffee thing, he has been acting a lot
more flirtatiously." she said looking at me.
"How so?" I asked.
"Well, honestly, nothing really too drastic. But not too minor either. He compliments me
on what I am wearing or how I look."
"Yeah, but that's normal, isn't it?" I asked.
"Yes, but sometimes it is beyond just the "you look pretty today" which other people say
too. Like two days back, he told me how my eyes are enchanting, and how once he looks
into them, it is very difficult to look away." she said, shrugging.
"Ok..." this was getting interesting.
"And yesterday he said I had the most perfect luscious lips he had ever seen. Not too thin,
not too pouty. And he envied you for getting to kiss them whenever you wanted." she
said.
"Wow. That is some heavy flirting." I said, getting a little excited at the idea.
"Anyway, I didn't pay much attention to that. But then, today he asked me on a date
again. This time dinner and drinks downtown." she said.
"What?" I said, almost spitting my food out. I was not surprised that he asked Priya out,
but that she seemed so calm about it.
"Yeah, but don't worry. I firmly refused. And then I told him that all his flirting and
comments and everything was making me uncomfortable and I was thinking of not taking
rides from him any more." she said.
"Oh, so what did he say?" I asked.
"He got very apologetic. Said he was sorry if he was crossing any lines and he didn't mean
to. And that the flirting and everything was just for fun. And if it made me uncomfortable,
he would stop." she said and continued, "He said he found me very attractive physically,
but was not really interested in me romantically. So I should not worry and that from now
on he would behave like a gentleman."
"Hmm...fair enough. Like I said, what man wouldn't be attracted to you physically?"
"So I have decided that I will see how he acts tomorrow. If he continues to be weird, I'll
just wait for you to pick me up."
The next day, Priya told me, with a big sense of relief that Ramon had been perfectly
gentlemanly, like he used to be in the initial days. No compliments, no looks, no flirting. I
was a little disappointed to be honest, but she seemed happy. Which was all that
mattered.
A couple more weeks passed by and Priya's car was just a month away from being
delivered. In those times, I asked her a couple of times about Ramon, but she always said
he was being decent so I didn't pursue the questioning much. However, over the last 3-4
days, I had begun to notice a change in Priya's mood. She always seemed very quiet, or
lost in thoughts. Often, I'd catch her staring into nothingness as if thinking really hard
about something. But when I asked her what she was thinking about, she usually said it
was about something she was taught in class. But I couldn't help but wonder if she was
hiding something from me and if it had to do with Ramon.
Then one night, my suspicions were confirmed. Priya had been even quieter than usual.
We were both in bed, reading. I was reading a novel, and she was reading notes from
class. Suddenly she put her notes down and looking straight ahead, said to me,
"Ajit, I need to tell you something."
"Okay, tell me." I said, relieved that finally she was sharing something.
"Well, don't get mad. But over the last few days, there have been a few....happenings
that I should have probably told you right away." she said.
"What happenings?" I asked.
"Well, I first thought it was just a minor thing I could put an end to right away. So I didn't
want to bother you with it and get you worried. But I feel like I am lying to you by not
telling it and.."
"Priya! Stop with the explanations and just get to the point." I said impatiently.
"Okay." she said and took a long pause. "Where do I begin?"
"Just tell me from the start." I said.
"Well, a few days back I had to hand in an important assignment. But I forgot it at home
on the table. Just slipped my mind completely. So I told the instructor that, but she didn't
believe me. She said I was making an excuse because I had not done it. And she would
give me a zero on it if I didn't get it to her within an hour."
"Alright. So?" I asked.
"So that day it was snowing a lot, so the buses were running late. And I called up a cab
company but they said they couldn't send anyone over for 45 minutes. Which meant the
deadline would pass. I tried calling you but it went to voicemail because you were in a
meeting" Priya said, looking very sad. I did remember when she had called me but I could
not call back because of an important meeting.
"Well, I was just sitting there, on the verge of crying when Ramon passed by on his way
to another class. He asked me why I looked so upset and I told him. He very nicely
offered to drive me over right away. I tried to say no, because that meant he would have
to miss his class. but he insisted. And he had been such a gentleman for a while. So I
accepted his offer of help. He drove me home in the heavy snowfall and I was able to
submit the assignment just in time before the one hour deadline ran out."
"Okay. I still don't see..."
"I'm getting to it. I came out of the instructor's office submitting the assignment, and I
was so happy and relieved that I was almost jumping with joy. Ramon, who was waiting
outside, asked - she took it? And I nodded happily. And then he opened his arms saying -
Yayy! And I just got caught up in the moment and hugged him, saying thank you a lot of
times." Priya said and paused.
"That's it? A hug? That's what you are so upset about." I said and she looked at me
pointedly, so I said "There's more, right?"
"Yes, well, initially he was hugging me very normally, like a friend. But then he sort of
pulled me closer, held me in a tight embrace and kissed me on my neck."
"Oh."
"And I am sorry Ajit, but to be honest that really felt nice at that moment. I should have
immediately pulled back. But for some reason I didn't."
(TO BE CONTINUED)
PART1
(RMAINING PART OF THIS STORY IS ON PAGE 57)
My wife Priya and I are in our late 20s, have been married for 4 years, and have been
living in America for over a year in a Midwestern town. I am a tech consultant and she
was a college teacher back home in India. We were high college sweethearts, so even
though we have been married only four years, we have been together for almost 15
years. We moved to the US because I got a great job offer from a rapidly growing biotech
firm. They were willing to pay me a six figure salary and sponsor green cards for me and
Priya. Initially after we moved to the US, the plan was to have our first baby that Priya
would stay home and look after. But after months of trying, when we couldn't conceive,
we went to doctors and found out that there was a problem with her tubes and she could
never conceive. After the disappointment of never being able to conceive ebbed, Priya
decided that she wanted to become a college teacher again. So she decided to enroll in an
education degree program in a local community college.
We pretty much settled into a regular routine - me with my job and Priya with her classes.
She was delighted with the coursework, her instructors and the overall program, and the
determination to become a college teacher in the US seemed to make her forget her
inability to have kids. All her classes during the first semester were timed such that I'd
drop her off at the college on my way to work at 9 am and pick her up on the way back at
6 pm. But in the second semester, her classes ended at 2 pm. So I could still drop her to
college, but she either had to sit around doing nothing for four hours waiting for me, or
then take a bus. And waiting for a bus in the brutal Midwestern winter was not something
one looks forward to. So we decided to buy a second car, this one for her.
Priya was very excited about what would be the first ever car that would be exclusively
hers. She started making decisions about the model and the color of the car, as well as
about some features she wanted pre-installed. And she was being very finicky. When the
second semester was just about to start, she finally picked one to buy, the dealer told us
that the particular model we wanted in the particular color Priya had her mind set on,
would take 2 months to be delivered. I suggested that she should get it in another color,
because a 2 month delay would mean either sitting around for 4 hours when her classes
ended early, or then taking a bus in the cold weather. But Priya was adamant. She said
she would wait everyday for two months at college, or if she got too bored, take the bus
home. She was so hell-bent on getting that particular car, I had to relent.
For the first week or so, she waited at college for me to pick her up. But one day in the
second week, I got a call from her at 2 pm.
"Hi Ajit!" she said sounding very happy.
"Hi honey, what's up?" I asked.
"Great news. I am getting a ride home from a classmate today." she said, almost giggling
with delight.
"Oh, that's nice. Who is it?" I asked.
"Guy named Ramon. Our house is on his way back."
"Cool. So you won't have to wait for me today." I said.
"Yeah!"
That's when I heard the beep of call waiting.
"Anyway, I am getting another call. I'll see you at home." I said and hung up.
When I got home, Priya told me that Ramon had offered to drop her home everyday if she
liked, and asked me if she should accept. I said why not. It was great that her ordeal of
having to wait for me would not last for two months. I suggested that she offer to split the
fuel expenses. The next day, Priya said she had offered to split the expenses, but Ramon
had refused saying it wasn't necessary.
Which did not surprise me at all. Men are always happy to pay for good looking women.
And as far as looks go, Priya was a bombshell. At 5 ft 3 she wasn't tall enough to become
a model. But if not for her height, she easily could have become one. She had a flawless
milky white complexion and a heart-shaped face with grey eyes. As if the face itself wasn't
attractive enough, she had perfectly shaped 34C boobs without any sag, and an hourglass
figure with a petite waist and a curvy well rounded ass. And below the ass, she had the
slender and contoured legs of a goddess. My wife always drew second and even third
glances from strangers, which always made me feel lucky that I managed to bag her early
in high college. Because there was no way a beauty like her would have reached adulthood
without being pursued by dozens of eligible men more attractive than me.
So I could understand why Ramon was happy to have my beautiful wife in his car every
day and not take any money for it. I am sure he would have paid her to let him drop her
home. he had to have been attracted to her. Few men weren't.
And sure enough, a couple of days later, I got the evidence of his being attracted to her.
"Something awkward happened today." Priya said to me as soon as I stepped in the door.
"Is that so?" I asked.
"Today, when Ramon drove me here and I was about to get out of the car, he asked me if
I'd like to go have coffee with him." she said, blushing a bit.
"Ah ha. And what did you say?"
"I didn't know what exactly he meant. If he was asking just as a friend or something else.
I mean, he knows I am married. So it couldn't have been like a date type thing, right?"
Priya asked me sincerely.
"How would I know? I have never even met the guy. Anyway, what did you say?" I asked.
"I just said I had homework to do, so maybe some other time." she said.
"You said some other time?"
"I know. I was just sort of avoiding it. But that actually made him happy. He said sure, we
could do it some other time. When? let's make a date. And then took out his palm pilot
and started looking at his calendar!" she said.
"Well, what do you expect? So what did you say?" I asked.
"Nothing. I just said, no, I am not sure of my plans. And I just got out of the car and
came inside." she said.
"Hmmm. OK."
"So what do you think, Ajit?"
"What do I think about what, honey?"
"Should I just stop getting a ride from him?" she asked, with a worried look on her face.
I thought about her question. Actually, I pretended to think about her question. Because
truth is told, the idea of some guy flirting with my wife turned me on a little bit. I had
always enjoyed reading erotic stories where men liked to see their wives with others. And
I had fantasized very often about Priya and other men. But I had never quite mustered up
the courage to actually share these fantasies with her. And now that there was an actual
guy flirting with her, I was intrigued to see how the situation would unfold.
"No, that'd be silly." I finally said. "So he asked you out. who wouldn't? You're a bomb,
and you know it."
"Ajit!!" she said blushing.
"Oh yeah, you're a bomb. In fact if you were married to someone else, I'd still want to go
after you." I said, pulling her in my arms.
"He he, you're such a rogue." she said, and hid her face in my chest.
"That I am. But anyway, seriously, I don't think it's that big a deal. You should still take
rides from him. We're in America now. People asking each other out on dates is normal.
And refusing them is normal too." I said.
And that's where the matter ended. Or so I thought for a couple of days, because Priya
didn't bring up Ramon and I didn't ask about him either. But then one day, as we were
having dinner talking about each other's days, Priya suddenly said,
"You know, this Ramon guy is getting very naughty with each passing day."
"What? what do you mean each passing day?" I asked, surprised and a little curious.
"Well, ever since that day when he asked me for the coffee thing, he has been acting a lot
more flirtatiously." she said looking at me.
"How so?" I asked.
"Well, honestly, nothing really too drastic. But not too minor either. He compliments me
on what I am wearing or how I look."
"Yeah, but that's normal, isn't it?" I asked.
"Yes, but sometimes it is beyond just the "you look pretty today" which other people say
too. Like two days back, he told me how my eyes are enchanting, and how once he looks
into them, it is very difficult to look away." she said, shrugging.
"Ok..." this was getting interesting.
"And yesterday he said I had the most perfect luscious lips he had ever seen. Not too thin,
not too pouty. And he envied you for getting to kiss them whenever you wanted." she
said.
"Wow. That is some heavy flirting." I said, getting a little excited at the idea.
"Anyway, I didn't pay much attention to that. But then, today he asked me on a date
again. This time dinner and drinks downtown." she said.
"What?" I said, almost spitting my food out. I was not surprised that he asked Priya out,
but that she seemed so calm about it.
"Yeah, but don't worry. I firmly refused. And then I told him that all his flirting and
comments and everything was making me uncomfortable and I was thinking of not taking
rides from him any more." she said.
"Oh, so what did he say?" I asked.
"He got very apologetic. Said he was sorry if he was crossing any lines and he didn't mean
to. And that the flirting and everything was just for fun. And if it made me uncomfortable,
he would stop." she said and continued, "He said he found me very attractive physically,
but was not really interested in me romantically. So I should not worry and that from now
on he would behave like a gentleman."
"Hmm...fair enough. Like I said, what man wouldn't be attracted to you physically?"
"So I have decided that I will see how he acts tomorrow. If he continues to be weird, I'll
just wait for you to pick me up."
The next day, Priya told me, with a big sense of relief that Ramon had been perfectly
gentlemanly, like he used to be in the initial days. No compliments, no looks, no flirting. I
was a little disappointed to be honest, but she seemed happy. Which was all that
mattered.
A couple more weeks passed by and Priya's car was just a month away from being
delivered. In those times, I asked her a couple of times about Ramon, but she always said
he was being decent so I didn't pursue the questioning much. However, over the last 3-4
days, I had begun to notice a change in Priya's mood. She always seemed very quiet, or
lost in thoughts. Often, I'd catch her staring into nothingness as if thinking really hard
about something. But when I asked her what she was thinking about, she usually said it
was about something she was taught in class. But I couldn't help but wonder if she was
hiding something from me and if it had to do with Ramon.
Then one night, my suspicions were confirmed. Priya had been even quieter than usual.
We were both in bed, reading. I was reading a novel, and she was reading notes from
class. Suddenly she put her notes down and looking straight ahead, said to me,
"Ajit, I need to tell you something."
"Okay, tell me." I said, relieved that finally she was sharing something.
"Well, don't get mad. But over the last few days, there have been a few....happenings
that I should have probably told you right away." she said.
"What happenings?" I asked.
"Well, I first thought it was just a minor thing I could put an end to right away. So I didn't
want to bother you with it and get you worried. But I feel like I am lying to you by not
telling it and.."
"Priya! Stop with the explanations and just get to the point." I said impatiently.
"Okay." she said and took a long pause. "Where do I begin?"
"Just tell me from the start." I said.
"Well, a few days back I had to hand in an important assignment. But I forgot it at home
on the table. Just slipped my mind completely. So I told the instructor that, but she didn't
believe me. She said I was making an excuse because I had not done it. And she would
give me a zero on it if I didn't get it to her within an hour."
"Alright. So?" I asked.
"So that day it was snowing a lot, so the buses were running late. And I called up a cab
company but they said they couldn't send anyone over for 45 minutes. Which meant the
deadline would pass. I tried calling you but it went to voicemail because you were in a
meeting" Priya said, looking very sad. I did remember when she had called me but I could
not call back because of an important meeting.
"Well, I was just sitting there, on the verge of crying when Ramon passed by on his way
to another class. He asked me why I looked so upset and I told him. He very nicely
offered to drive me over right away. I tried to say no, because that meant he would have
to miss his class. but he insisted. And he had been such a gentleman for a while. So I
accepted his offer of help. He drove me home in the heavy snowfall and I was able to
submit the assignment just in time before the one hour deadline ran out."
"Okay. I still don't see..."
"I'm getting to it. I came out of the instructor's office submitting the assignment, and I
was so happy and relieved that I was almost jumping with joy. Ramon, who was waiting
outside, asked - she took it? And I nodded happily. And then he opened his arms saying -
Yayy! And I just got caught up in the moment and hugged him, saying thank you a lot of
times." Priya said and paused.
"That's it? A hug? That's what you are so upset about." I said and she looked at me
pointedly, so I said "There's more, right?"
"Yes, well, initially he was hugging me very normally, like a friend. But then he sort of
pulled me closer, held me in a tight embrace and kissed me on my neck."
"Oh."
"And I am sorry Ajit, but to be honest that really felt nice at that moment. I should have
immediately pulled back. But for some reason I didn't."
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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