A Beautiful Indian Housewife shared by hubby

[hornieboy]

Next day we started preparing for the guests since morning. We started off by cleaning the house, keeping everything in order and we had our breakfast. Then it was time to prepare food but we had run out of groceries
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“Baby, I will go and get the groceries, make me a list of what to buy.” I told Samiksha.

“Wait, I will also come, I need to buy some stuff too and the list is too big.”

I agreed as it would be easier for us to shop together and we could finish it off sooner. Samiksha was wearing a body hugging deep cut white kurti and blue jeans. Her curves were quite visible in that body hugging kurti. She was looking so damn sexy and fuckable in those simple yet sexy clothes that I just wanted to jump on her right away and start fucking her, but I controlled myself and I moved my hands around her hips, pulled her closer and hugged her.

“Baby you are looking so hot,” as I hugged her tighter as her breasts were just crushing on my chest.

She giggled, “Try to control Mr Hubby,” she said naughtily as she moved her fingers over my erect cock, “he will get everything he deserves,” she said pointing towards my erect cock.

I smiled and placed both my hands on her ass and squeezed them hard.

“Ouch!!” she squeaked and just held and squeezed my erect cock over my pant, “Aaahhh” I screamed.

She laughed, “Now you know how I felt.” I smiled, I just wanted to throw her on the bed right away and start fucking her, then she reminded me that we need to go and buy groceries. I was disappointed but at the same time I was somewhat happy to see this naughty side that Samiksha had been developing lately.

We then left our home for the market and as it was a weekend the market was crowded. It was a tough shopping for groceries in such a crowded market but we had to shop since we had guests coming over. She held my hand as we made our way through the market. The market was so crowded that we couldn’t hold on to each other and got separated and I started walking behind her.

We were walking in a straight line due to the crowd and there were two ladies walking between us and the distance between us was increasing as more and more people were just crawling their way through the place. She turned back and was happy to see me just a few steps behind her and I gestured her to keep walking.
While walking behind her, I started noticing a few men ogling at her. As and when a man passed her, they would try to take a peek at my wife who was busy trying to make her way through.

I got worried for her at first but then as I noticed more and more men trying to peek on her, a vibe ran through my body. I started enjoying the attention she was getting.
“Why is she getting all this attention”, I thought to myself. Then even I started ogling at Samiksha and I noticed her round and curvy ass which was very apparent because of her tight jeans. Why wouldn’t guys look at her? She is so damn fuckable. I started enjoying all the attention she was getting.

Then I saw two men just brushing and making their way past me and suddenly slowed down behind Samiksha. They glanced at each other and smiled. I suspected an unusual behavior by them and started noticing their moves. As I suspected they were following Samiksha and were using the crowd as an excuse to rub themselves on her. I moved a bit sideways to notice what they were doing. One of the men was getting very close to Samiksha. He then pressed his crotch right between her butt cheeks and started rubbing himself on her. I was stunned on what was happening but then my dick was telling a different story. I started getting hard as he was literally molesting my wife. As he started rubbing himself on her she furiously looked behind at him.

He started shouting, “jaldi chalo bohot bheed hai”. She looked at him angrily and started moving forward. The guys then didnt want to take risk and they went in the other direction. And as he was moving besides me, he told the other guy, “kya maal hai yaar, iska pati toh roz iski leta hoga”.

When I heard that my dick got even harder. What had gotten into me? A few days back I would have bashed those guys up but today I was getting hard by such behavior. What was I turning into?

Now shopping for groceries was the last thing on my mind. I was enjoying the attention that my wife was getting. After a few distance she stopped to buy vegetables. I stopped besides her and waited patiently. As she bent down to pick up the vegetables I saw the vendor staring at her. I moved a bit sideways and saw that her cleavage was visible. The vendor was enjoying the beautiful valley of my wife but she was completely unaware of it. Again I chose to ignore it and was only getting stiff every minute.

Then the whole time I was only catching a glimpse of how everyone was staring at my wife. I was getting harder and harder and I wanted to release myself. As soon as we reached home, I ran into the bathroom, unzipped my pants and held on to my erect penis, moving the shaft back and forth and started imagining those guys rubbing themselves on Samiksha The thought of the guy moving his penis between her butt cheeks excited me to the full extent and I burst out my load.

I didn’t know what had gotten into me. First I got hard when my wife was being fucked right in front of me. Now I even started getting hard when random strangers where checking out my wife. There was definitely something wrong with me. I had to do something about it. What if Samiksha found out about the crazy thoughts inside my head? She would definitely leave me or would she. What if she is also enjoying all this stuff? As all these thoughts were playing inside my head, the door bell. It was evening and probably it was Richa and Pratik.

Suddenly I broke out of my perverse thoughts and Samiksha was also shouting from the kitchen to open the door. I got up hurriedly and went ahead to open the door.

As I opened the door, Pratik was standing right in front me. Here was a tall fairly handsome fellow wearing his signature casual clothes.

Whatever was playing inside my head but I was really happy to see my friend after a long time. I looked around “Where is Richa bhabhi"

He moved aside “Here right behind me, why are you hiding Richa" he told with a grin.

And there was Richa with a playful and mischievous smile on her but what amazed me was the way she was how sultrily she was dressed which was very unlike of Richa. All I remember while we met a few months backs she was a very religious woman who used to dress very conservatively without displaying a shade of skin and now here she was standing in front of me wearing a saree which was a complementing shade of deep, blood red with golden designer border. The saree was amazing in itself. It covered everything and yet, left nothing to imagination. Through the fabric I could see her belly button which seemed to be designed to invite kisses.

Her breasts were wrapped in the upper portion of her saree but bulged. I could see the neckline of the blouse, which showed enough of the upper slopes. The blouse itself had no sleeves – it showed off her milky white arms which were a tinge fatty but sexy at the same time. She was looking different than before and the change was sublime to be honest.

The sultry appearance of Richa caught me off guard and I stood in front of them speechless as if Richa had cast a spell on me.

Pratik snapped his fingers in front of my face which got me back to my senses.

“Can we come inside,” he said teasingly.

“Ss..sure, please come in,” and I stepped aside letting them in and then closed the door and turned around to a sight which again turned me into a frenzy.

Richa was wearing a bare back blouse which had just one slim strip of fabric holding it all together and her white curvaceous hips were a treat for the eyes.

There was definitely a subtle change in her appearance and the way she dress and was looking a lot attractive than before.

Richa turned around, “Where is Samiksha?”

Samiksha was getting ready in the bedroom as they entered our home. I called her out and she came out running to greet our guests.

She was wearing a thin golden colored blouse and a matching saree. Needless to say she was looking like a goddess in that saree and short arm of the blouse was as good as being sleeveless. Maybe she had worn the blouse after a long time as her navel was temptingly visible. As soon as she came out to greet them, Pratik was dumbfounded to see her, his eyes wide open but at the same time I was checking out Richa. She was looking amazingly hot as well.

Then me and Pratik noticed that we were checking out each other's wives and in that moment of awkwardness we looked away from each other and stopped checking them out as they were busy chatting with each other.

“How are you Richa, it’s been so long since we have met. And you are looking particularly ravishing today.”

“Awww, thank you Samiksha, you are looking gorgeous as always.”

They both hugged each other and the sight of two beautiful women touching each other just while their breasts crushing against each other started turning me on.

We chatted for a while and then Samiksha got up, “You have been here for so long and I haven’t offered you anything.”

She got up and started to leave for the kitchen.

“Wait I will also help you,” saying this Richa also went with Samiksha to the kitchen.

“So how have you been buddy, I have got a bottle of our favorite whisky. When should we start?” said Pratik excitedly.

“Wow it’s been a long time since we had drinks together. Come I will setup the tables in the balcony and we can have drinks there.”
It was a welcome change for me. I was having drinks with him after a long time.

So we setup the table for drinks in the balcony while our wives were preparing food in the kitchen.

While the cool breeze was flowing, we were enjoying drinks and reliving the old days.

We started remembering and discussing about our old friends, the fun we used to have and the unforgettable memories at office and I started to think that it was a good idea that they visited us.

“So how’s the job hunt going on? Any luck with it,” he asked me.

“No bro, you know the market condition, people are still losing their jobs and companies have stopped hiring. Don’t know how long will this situation go on.” I said sadly.

“What about you, have you started job hunting.” I knew this was a tricky question to ask but 2 pegs of whiskey had calmed me down and emboldened me to ask it

He smiled, “Well the situation isn’t different for me. But you know right what I and Richa are doing to keep ourselves going.”

I was 2 pegs down but I knew this was going to be a difficult conversation. I quickly filled my glass with another peg and gulped it down to give me strength to have this conversation.

“But that is not the solution Pratik. It would be so difficult for Richa bhabhi. Maybe she won’t tell you but she would be so depressed.”

He smiled, “buddy it’s not that I don’t care about her. But whatever we are doing is with her consent. It was tough for both of us initially and I am really grateful to her that she understood my plight when I lost my job. She could have left me but she stood by my side and supported me.”

“But,” I tried to intervene.

“It was a tough phase and we are happy that we are pulling it off together”

“But it’s still a tough phase and don’t know how long it will continue. How will you guys manage?” I enquired.

“Amey, we both lost our jobs together. We had more or less the same income. Even you are jobless like me. But how are you able to sustain yourself.”

That question terrified me. I was in a moral dilemma; I couldn’t tell him what I and Samiksha were up to.

I cleared my throat, “well, I do have a lot of savings.”

“We earned almost the same salary and as far as I know, you didn’t have many investments just like me.”

I started stammering unable to come up with an answer and then Pratik broke his silence.