Adultery Shy Indian Wife Opens Up by aurelius1982-COMPLETED
#13
Finally one night, after the whole routine had repeated itself - Chandan on the roof, she goes in the room, closes the door and the window, lies down on the bed, a thought struck Bela. She wondered, how long does he lounge around? So after about half an hour, she got up, softly walked to the window, opened it very slightly and peeked out. What she saw, disgusted and intrigued her.

Chandan was lying down on the short wall separating the two roofs. His pyjamas were undone, and his dick, erect, was out, and in his hand. And he was running his hands up and down the dick, with his eyes closed. Bela did not realize it right away, but Chandan was masturbating!

Bela knew about the birds and the bees and what went where, based on what her mom and some girlfriends had told her. But she did not know too much in detail, and she certainly did not know how exactly men masturbate. So she did not know what exactly Chandan was doing. All she knew was that his dick was out, and he was playing with it. And she did not realize it, but he was probably thinking of the time he saw her in her underwear while he was masturbating.

Bela was mesmerized by his erect dick. She had never actually seen one in person. Even the movies some of her girlfriends had shown her were softcore. So Bela's visualization of an erect penis for the first time had a big impact on her. And she could not help but watch spellbound.

After a couple of minutes, Chandan started cumming. She watched in amazement as his semen spurted out of his dick and sprayed all over his body and the wall. She opened the window a little more to get a better view of what was happening. That is when Chandan opened his eyes and sat up. Immediately, he realized that the window of Bela's room was open. When Bela saw Chandan look in her direction, she immediately closed the window, confirming his suspicions that the window hadn't just happened to open but that she had been watching.

A few minutes later, Bela heard a soft knock on the door. She knew who it was. It had to be Chandan. He must have jumped over the short wall, and come over to their side of the roof. But just to make sure it wasn't someone from her family, she asked,

"Who is it?"

"It is me, memsaab, Chandan." came the low voice from the other end.

"Go away. I am sleeping." she said, pulled her blanket over her face and closed her eyes.

Chandan knocked for a few more minutes. Then the knocking stopped. And Bela fell asleep after a while.

The next night when Bela went up, she was dreading seeing Chandan again. But to her relief, he wasn't around. She went into her room, changed and lay down on the bed. But she couldn't sleep. All day she had been replaying in her head what she had seen Chandan do. Thinking about his erect dick made her feel funny "down there". She knew it was wrong, but she could not help thinking about it on a loop.

After an hour of tossing and turning, she got up to drink water. Then, as if on some sort of a hunch, she went to the window and opened it. She almost yelled in horror when she opened the window and saw Chandan standing right in front of it, a couple of feet away.

"Namaste, memsaab." he said with an evil smile. "Did you miss me? Sorry, I was busy downstairs."

Bela immediately slammed the window shut and went back to the bed, terrified. Now he started knocking on the window.

"Come on, memsaab." he said. "I can understand if you don't want to open the door. But at least open the window. It has bars, so I can't do anything to you even if I wanted, which I don't want."

She said nothing and just sat there cowering.

"Open it, memsaab, or else I will have to tell your parents how you spied on me during my.....private time." he said.

That turned Bela's fear into anger. She got up, opened the window, and said to him,

"What??? I spied on you? You were the one spying on me when I was changing. I have half a mind to go down and tell my parents about you. They will speak to your employers and you will be fired."

"Ok, ok, memsaab." Chandan said, taking a couple of steps back in deference, "listen, how does it matter who spied on whom? Why tell anyone? Your parents will come to know, my employers will come to know, then everyone in the neighborhood and the town will come to know. No good will come out of it. I will lose my job and you know about you..."
Like, Comment and Give Rating.
Like Reply


Messages In This Thread
RE: Shy Indian Wife Opens Up by aurelius1982 - by Ramesh_Rocky - 20-12-2018, 03:13 PM



Users browsing this thread: 1 Guest(s)