Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part6


This was the first time in literally a few years that we had sex in the afternoon. I would have liked nothing more than to have another go, but it was almost time for Apu to come back from college so we got dressed and sat in the living room.

"Tarun, it is time for you to think long and hard about what I should do next." Sunita said, moving into my arms.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want me to just stop all this?"

"No way. This has livened up our sex life so much." I said.

"Yes, it has. But so far it has been limited to petting and fondling and semi-nudity. Which, I admit, is a lot farther than I would have ever thought of going with anyone but you. Nevertheless, you need to keep one undeniable fact in mind."

"What?"

"These guys are difficult to control. And they talk amongst each other. Word might get out. Are you ready for those consequences?" Sunita said.

Just her saying it made me feel a tug in my pants again. But her point was well taken.

"I don't think anyone would believe some laborers' gossip anyway." I said.

And we heard Apu's college bus pull up in front of the house. We both walked out the door and waited as Apu ran towards us. I looked at the house next door. There were a lot of construction workers milling around. As Sunita hugged Apu and picked him up, she whispered to me,

"Green shirt. By the pile of bricks. Sajid."

And I saw him. He was not much to look at. He had gray hair. And was not very tall. I would normally not even have noticed him if he passed me on the street. But he was there. And he was looking in our direction. Our eyes met for a brief second and then I looked away.
The next day, when I was leaving for work, Sunita told me to call home at 1 pm. She said she needed that call as an interruption of sorts to help her evaluate the situation. It would stop her from getting carried away, she reasoned.

So at 1 pm, I dialed my home number.

"Hello." Sunita answered it.

"This is your 1 pm call." I said, laughing.

"Yeah, well, in a way it's too late."

"In what way?"

"It's just that today was Sajid and Rasul's day off."

"Oh, so they didn't come over?"

"Of course they did. They came over right after Apu's bus left. That's why the 1 pm call is too late."

"Ohh....so...what happened?"

"Let's talk about it tonight."

"No, it's okay. I have time."

"Yes, but I don't. They'll be back soon."

"What???"

"Yeah. They went to have lunch. And..." that's when I heard the doorbell. "...oh, there they are. I'll see you tonight. Love you."

And she hung up. They came over right after Apu left! And they are back. There was so much I wanted to know. But it would have to wait.

The day seemed to pass slower than ever. I tried to immerse myself in work, but even that didn't help. Finally when I got home, I was about to die of curiosity.

"Yes, I know you must be on pins and needles. So I did you a favor." Sunita said as soon as I walked in.

"Favor?"

"Yeah, I had my sister pick up Apu. So I can tell you about everything that happened. And then we'll go pick him up after that."

"Great. So, start."

"Okay." we sat down on the couch and Sunita started narrating. "Like I told you, today was their day off. So they dropped in as soon as Apu left for college. In fact Sajid said they had been waiting for the bus to leave."

After Apu left, I was about to go shower, like always. I had stripped down to my panties, and was about to take them off when the doorbell rang. I thought it might be some hawker or salesman, so I put on my bathrobe, the one that goes all the way to my knees, and answered the door. I was surprised to see Sajid and Rasul standing there.

"So your boy is off to college, huh?" Sajid said, striding in as if he owned the house. I noticed that both the men were looking clean. As Sajid explained, it was their day off, so they did not have any dust or grime or sweat on them.

"What do you want?" I asked.

But ignoring my question, Sajid said,

"What is this dress?"

"It's a bathrobe."

"Bathrobe? I have never seen you wear this dress."

"It is not worn as a dress. It is worn to cover up when you are about to shower, or after you're done showering."

"Like a towel?"

"Yes."

"So you are about to go shower?" Sajid asked.

"Yes, I was. until you barged in." I said.

Sajid started pulling at the lapel, exposing some of my chest.

"What are you doing?" I said, slapping his hand away.

"Ah, so you're naked under it?" Sajid said and laughed. Rasul chuckled nervously.

"No." I said. "I have my panties on."

"Show me." Sajid said and pulling at the robe again.

"No." I said and fought him off.

"What's the problem? I've seen you like that before!" he said, sounding genuinely puzzled.

"Rasul is here." I whispered in Sajid's ear.

"So what? He also saw you like that, remember?" Sajid said, making my ears go red in shame. "In fact, you should do the poor boy a favor and show him so he can take a careful look."

"No." I said, and started walking away. Sajid followed me as I walked towards the bedroom.

"I thought you were going to shower."

"Now I am not. I am going to get dressed." I said. "Why are you in the bedroom with me?"

Sajid had followed me, and was now fondling my ass. He closed the bedroom door.

"Well, now there is no Rasul. At least now open the robe."

I sighed and opened the robe. Sajid whistled as my boobs came in view. I opened the closet and started looking for clothes to wear. Sajid came and started playing with my boobs again.

"Sajid." I said, annoyed that his hands were in my way as I tried to get some clothes out. "Stop it."

He swiftly moved his hands lower. His right hand touched my pussy mound over my panties.

"Sajid!" I said, trying to slap his hand away. But he started rubbing me. And within seconds, had located where my clit was. "Ohhhhhh..."

I had no idea an old low class laborer would be this good with his fingers. I thought him to be the type who just fucked his wives and rolled over. But he clearly had other skills.

"You like that?" he said. I only moaned in response. He then slowly moved his fingers to the edge of the panties and poked inside, touching my clit directly. He rubbed it gently, his rough workman fingers creating sensations that your fingers never have. I was like putty in his hands.

He decided to take advantage of the pliable mood I was in and with his other hand started sliding the panties down. A part of me wanted to stop him. But his fingers had me in a totally different zone. So I let him slide the panties down and soon I was naked under my open bathrobe. In his arms.

He moved me towards the bed and put me down on it, on my back, all the while working on my clit with his fingers. He then started licking my nipples, his tongue making a circular motion on each of them turn by turn. And I noted the tickling sensation of his stubble against my boobs. His fingers meanwhile were working really fast. And combined with his tongue play with my nipples, I could not take it any more. I started having an orgasm, a big one. I tried to make sure I wasn't yelling too hard, but I am sure Rasul held my cries. I thrashed around on the bed for a while, until the orgasm swept over.

Sajid smiled in appreciation of his handiwork, and moved his hand from my crotch to his pants. He started unbuttoning them, and slid them down. And there it was. His dick, in my full view for the first time. The first dick I had ever seen apart from yours. It was circumcised, obviously, with a thick nasty looking head. His pubic hair was also grey. And he had enormous balls. I was transfixed looking at it.

Sajid got on top of me and parted my legs.

"No, no." I said, coming to my senses and putting my hand on my pussy.

"What?" he said.

"Not yet." I pleaded with him. He pleaded with me. I told him I was not ready yet. He could not understand what my problem was. I was already almost naked. I had just orgasmed in front of him. Fucking seemed like the next logical step.

"So what am I supposed to do?" he said angrily.

In response, I got up and got on my knees. His dick was now right in front of my face. Like a museum exhibit, I was staring at it again. And then....I took it in my mouth. As much as I could. He was clearly taken aback by that.

"What a strange woman you are, Sunita." he said, spanking my butt. "Other women say, do it down there, but not in the mouth. You want it in the mouth?"

I noted to myself how right he was. Even when we started dating, it was a year after we had sex that I actually started feeling comfortable giving you a blowjob. And here I was, sucking on a strange man's dick in my own bedroom. That awareness turned me on even more and I started sucking his dick even more enthusiastically.

I sucked the top half like a lollypop, while using a jacking motion on the base. Occasionally, I would cradle his balls, and marvel at how massive they were. As I gave him the blowjob, he kept playing with my hanging boobs and nipples. He pulled my open bathrobe up until it was bunched over my back and started playing with my ass too. Making appreciative groans once in a while. After about five minutes, I could sense he was about to cum.

I may have sucked his dick, but letting him cum in my mouth seemed like a step too far. So I took the dick out, and he sprayed his cum all over my tits.

"Okay, now go and let me get dressed." I said, pushing him out of the bedroom with some difficulty.

I took some time to get dressed. I first had to clean all his cum off. Then choose something appropriate. Teasing and accessible, yet not too revealing, lest I lose control. I finally chose a knee-length skirt and button down top. And then walked out of the bedroom.
(To Be Continued)