Adultery Indian Wife at the Wedding (Original Story)
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The next day was sangeet followed by cocktails. It was the perfect day to put the hall pass into motion.

The day began with sangeet practice and that provided the perfect avenue for Nisha. All of the IIM friends of the soon to be married couple had decided to perform at the sangeet and had a scheduled practice session. Nisha took the chance to position herself close to Arjun and soon drew him into conversation by playfully ribbed him about his not so elegant dance moves. Not one to take any insults lying down, Arjun gave it back when the moment arose. Before long, they were trading friendly jibes and insults like it was old times.

Aakash positioned himself a couple of rows back and watched his wife in action. Although it was his idea, he felt a wave of jealousy sweep over him as he saw Nisha talking to Arjun.

Of all the things that Arjun expected to happen at Jahnavi's wedding, talking to Nisha was probably last on the list. He was surprised when Nisha took the spot next to him and as time passed wondered why his ex was being so friendly with him. He enjoyed all the attention from his married ex while her husband stewed and skulked around in the distance. Arjun never really liked Aakash, so this suited him perfectly and flirting with his wife felt like the icing on top.

Nisha's clothes were decidedly a notch below her ultra hot ghaghra choli but they were by no means conservative. At her husband's request, she reluctantly wore her jogging tights and a sports bra. The tights clung to her legs and showed off her shapely ass and hips while the sports bra gave a tantalising glimpse of her cleavage and toned midriff. It made her slightly uncomfortable to show off her body amongst old friends but Aakash convinced her that this was the only way to pique Arjun's interest.

It had been sometime since Arjun had even spoken to Nisha but seeing her in such a hot avatar got his pulse racing. It seemed as if time had not dulled her beauty but only enhanced it. She looked fitter but also curvier. He found his eyes inevitably lingering over her body. It was intensely erotic to see her heart shaped butt jiggle and shake while she performed her dance moves. Between breaks, whenever they were chatting, Arjun invariably stole glances at her large -- almost too good to be true -- tits and exposed midriff. He was obsessed with her breasts when they were dating and now they seemed to have only grown in size. He wished he could get his hands on them again.

As things were heating up, during a break, Nisha took Aakash aside.

"I think Arjun is definitely interested. He constantly checking me out and even complimented me. He's being wary of you, understandably and keeps looking at you once in a while. But given a chance, I think he'll go for it."

"What do you want to do?" Aakash asked, nervously.

"Well honey, this is all new for me but I think I need to give him a stronger hint. I have something in mind but do you mind going back to the room or hanging out somewhere else for a while. I want him to feel less anxious."

Aakash smiled. He didn't expect things to work so quickly and was dying to know what his wife had in mind but he was happy to let her run with it. 

"Sure whatever you say. Keep me posted." He said. Before practice started for the second song, he quietly slipped away to their room.
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Arjun was relieved to see that Aakash had left. He was more relaxed while chatting with Nisha.

Nisha set her plan into motion. She told Arjun that she may twisted her back muscle and if he could take a look.
"You mean here?" asked Arjun, a little incredulously.

"No dummy...Let's find some empty room".
"My room's close by, if that's okay"

"Sure, let's go....aaaah my god...hope it's just a twitchy muscle. If I don't perform tonight, Jahnavi will kill me."
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5 minutes later...

Arjun shut the door while Nisha lay down prone on his bed. He was still inclined to believe that this was a genuine issue.

"Hey do you want me to call Aakash?" he asked, feigning courtesy.

"No, he has an office call so I'd rather not disturb him. Can you check my lower back please? It's probably a knot..."

Arjun tentatively placed his hands on her back and pressed gently, trying to locate the twisted muscle.

"Ouch...." Nisha winced. "You'll have go lower, pull down my tights a little" she said, matter of factly.

She lifted her hips and gave him no choice but to pull her tights down. He pulled them down till the swell of her ass cheeks was visible. A little more and her ass crack would be visible.

Arjun resumed the search for the elusive muscle that was causing her pain while Nisha wondered about her next move. She didn't want to go all the way now but she definitely wanted to give her ex a glimpse of what he could expect.

Arjun ran his thumb in a gentle circular motion over Nisha's lower back. 10 minutes ago, this situation was unthinkable but here he was in his room with his ex lying prone on his bed, her smooth lower back completely bare and exposed as he massaged her. He could feel an erection forming in his slacks.

"Yeah right there...oh my!" groaned Nisha in (fake) agony as Arjun's hand zeroed in on a spot tantalisingly close to her ass.

"You may have to go lower" she instructed him.

With his heart thumping faster than ever, Arjun lowered the elastic band of her tights even further. His eyes almost popped out as the swell of Nisha's voluptuous ass was fully uncovered. "That's enough" Nisha snapped and he reluctantly stopped after almost an inch of her butt crack was exposed. Little more and he would have seen her drenched orifice.

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