21-04-2019, 01:04 PM
DIARY OF A LOSER
PART10
That night, after having dinner, my wife Monisha and I, retreated into the living room, each finding something to occupy ourselves.
I sat in my recliner chair, rocking a little. There was a news program on the television in front of me, but I wasn't really watching it. Monisha was sitting on the sofa, next to the end table with the light on it, looking very focused on the book she was reading.
As we sat I looked at my wife, marveling at how beautiful she was. She remained the definitive vision of feminine beauty to me.
It started with her feet, one of her finer features. I loved the high curving arch of her delicate foot that ascended to a slim ankle and above that the taper of her calf. Her hair was a shimmering shoulder length framing her delicate face.
Her torso, slim, but in perfect proportions, to the slightly smaller waist, and out again, slightly to her hips and her breasts that were large enough to attract attention, but small enough to remain firm. In almost every way, Monisha was a perfect wife. She had a sense of personal style that made me proud to be seen with her in public, and that style extended to our home, where her eye for decorating did marvels for our house.
Monisha seemed to 'feel' my stare, and she turned her face towards me and gave a little half-smile, and tilted her head, not speaking, but asking me: do you want to say something.
I looked at her for a moment, and finally said, "Tell me about the book. Is it anything like the cover?"
Monisha flushed. "I thought you were asleep?"
I laughed. "No, I'm not, I was watching you as you read."
"Well, it's about a married couple. They're been married for a few years and the wife has an affair."
"What happens next? Does she fall in love with the guy, and leave her husband?"
"No, it's much more complicated than that. You have to read the book."
I brought her closer and kissed her. "So, are you planning on letting another guy seduce you?"
Monisha playfully pushed her hand against my chest. "Hey, mister, are you trying to tell me that we have a bad marriage?"
I paused, "No, I'm just wondering why the book turned you on so much."
"That's for me to know, and YOU to find out," giggled Monisha.
I grinned knowingly. "I think I know. Remember when I caught you staring at that guy at the party?"
Monisha flushed. "I wasn't staring."
"Well, you were eating him up with your eyes!" I teased her, laughing.
"I was not!"
"Sure. It turned you on so much you practically assaulted me when we got back to the room."
"Well, I remember you were pretty horny too."
"Maybe I was," I replied as threw off my briefs. "Pretend like I'm that guy."
Monisha giggled. "Yeah, you are so handsome" she playfully cooed.
Our lovemaking was more passionate than usual. Afterwards, I lay in the dark, thinking. Finally I asked, "Tell me the truth, the idea of posing for the calendar and have the guys leering at you did turn you on, didn't it?"
Monisha didn't answer straightaway, pretending to be asleep. "Would it turn you on that your mates lust after me on the calendar?" she asked, after a long moment.
I closed my eyes and placed head back on the pillow as I answered, "Ohhhhh, yes that would be SO HOT!"
At this point Monisha appeared a little bit confused. She seemed a little bit hurt and betrayed by my answer, I guess. "So you're telling me that you would like to see another man seduce me ?" asked Monisha, trying to be as specific as possible.
It was obvious by my wife's tone, that she was not overly pleased with me. I could tell she had some wrong ideas floating around in her mind, so I attempted to clarify them as good as I could.
"Oh Monisha, I would never actually allow some other guy to have his way with you! You are the most important thing in the world to me. This is nothing more than fantasy talk. In my mind, this is hot as hell. In reality, it would end my world," I explained.
"Are you serious? Do you mean that?" asked Monisha, her voice rising a bit as she hoped what I was saying to her was actually true.
"Absolutely! I like the idea of you dressing real sexy and flaunting yourself in front of someone. I like the idea of someone else getting absolutely insane with horniness ...only for you. Now that is closer to something I could get into."
"Oh yeah? How would we go about doing something like that?" asked Monisha, suddenly curious by the idea.
Monisha was trying to play it as cool as she could but it was pretty much obvious she was intrigued turned on by the whole concept of flirting with someone else, with my complete consent!
"But tell me honestly, would it really turn you on if I sleep with some handsome guy?"
"In fantasy, yes. For us to pretend it together, yes!" I replied.
"So, if I were to tell you that some guy made a pass at me, that'd get you hot?" asked Monisha.
"Again, as long as this is only fantasy. Who would be the lucky guy to enjoy my wife?”
“What if the guy is your boss, Ravi?”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
PART10
That night, after having dinner, my wife Monisha and I, retreated into the living room, each finding something to occupy ourselves.
I sat in my recliner chair, rocking a little. There was a news program on the television in front of me, but I wasn't really watching it. Monisha was sitting on the sofa, next to the end table with the light on it, looking very focused on the book she was reading.
As we sat I looked at my wife, marveling at how beautiful she was. She remained the definitive vision of feminine beauty to me.
It started with her feet, one of her finer features. I loved the high curving arch of her delicate foot that ascended to a slim ankle and above that the taper of her calf. Her hair was a shimmering shoulder length framing her delicate face.
Her torso, slim, but in perfect proportions, to the slightly smaller waist, and out again, slightly to her hips and her breasts that were large enough to attract attention, but small enough to remain firm. In almost every way, Monisha was a perfect wife. She had a sense of personal style that made me proud to be seen with her in public, and that style extended to our home, where her eye for decorating did marvels for our house.
Monisha seemed to 'feel' my stare, and she turned her face towards me and gave a little half-smile, and tilted her head, not speaking, but asking me: do you want to say something.
I looked at her for a moment, and finally said, "Tell me about the book. Is it anything like the cover?"
Monisha flushed. "I thought you were asleep?"
I laughed. "No, I'm not, I was watching you as you read."
"Well, it's about a married couple. They're been married for a few years and the wife has an affair."
"What happens next? Does she fall in love with the guy, and leave her husband?"
"No, it's much more complicated than that. You have to read the book."
I brought her closer and kissed her. "So, are you planning on letting another guy seduce you?"
Monisha playfully pushed her hand against my chest. "Hey, mister, are you trying to tell me that we have a bad marriage?"
I paused, "No, I'm just wondering why the book turned you on so much."
"That's for me to know, and YOU to find out," giggled Monisha.
I grinned knowingly. "I think I know. Remember when I caught you staring at that guy at the party?"
Monisha flushed. "I wasn't staring."
"Well, you were eating him up with your eyes!" I teased her, laughing.
"I was not!"
"Sure. It turned you on so much you practically assaulted me when we got back to the room."
"Well, I remember you were pretty horny too."
"Maybe I was," I replied as threw off my briefs. "Pretend like I'm that guy."
Monisha giggled. "Yeah, you are so handsome" she playfully cooed.
Our lovemaking was more passionate than usual. Afterwards, I lay in the dark, thinking. Finally I asked, "Tell me the truth, the idea of posing for the calendar and have the guys leering at you did turn you on, didn't it?"
Monisha didn't answer straightaway, pretending to be asleep. "Would it turn you on that your mates lust after me on the calendar?" she asked, after a long moment.
I closed my eyes and placed head back on the pillow as I answered, "Ohhhhh, yes that would be SO HOT!"
At this point Monisha appeared a little bit confused. She seemed a little bit hurt and betrayed by my answer, I guess. "So you're telling me that you would like to see another man seduce me ?" asked Monisha, trying to be as specific as possible.
It was obvious by my wife's tone, that she was not overly pleased with me. I could tell she had some wrong ideas floating around in her mind, so I attempted to clarify them as good as I could.
"Oh Monisha, I would never actually allow some other guy to have his way with you! You are the most important thing in the world to me. This is nothing more than fantasy talk. In my mind, this is hot as hell. In reality, it would end my world," I explained.
"Are you serious? Do you mean that?" asked Monisha, her voice rising a bit as she hoped what I was saying to her was actually true.
"Absolutely! I like the idea of you dressing real sexy and flaunting yourself in front of someone. I like the idea of someone else getting absolutely insane with horniness ...only for you. Now that is closer to something I could get into."
"Oh yeah? How would we go about doing something like that?" asked Monisha, suddenly curious by the idea.
Monisha was trying to play it as cool as she could but it was pretty much obvious she was intrigued turned on by the whole concept of flirting with someone else, with my complete consent!
"But tell me honestly, would it really turn you on if I sleep with some handsome guy?"
"In fantasy, yes. For us to pretend it together, yes!" I replied.
"So, if I were to tell you that some guy made a pass at me, that'd get you hot?" asked Monisha.
"Again, as long as this is only fantasy. Who would be the lucky guy to enjoy my wife?”
“What if the guy is your boss, Ravi?”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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