09-05-2019, 11:41 AM
As I was contemplating this, another message came from Vikas. “What plans for lunch by the way? Should we drive towards Gurgaon and then come back or in Delhi itself?”
So Vikas was constantly planning for the day. But none of his messages were about the actual work that they had ostensibly planned. In fact, it was a surprise to me that he could even message on such things. Having lunch during the day was normal if they were out all day. But this was not that working lunch one has? This was a planned lunch. And it was clear that too much work was not on Vikas’s mind else why would he drive all the way to Gurgaon and then come back? The possibilities inherent in the situation was making me go mad. I had always wanted Meena to move down this path. It would make my life easier if I ever got caught. I could always turn back and tell her, but so do you ! This was the first time, at least in my recollection, where an opening had presented itself. Should I let things flow in the natural course and see what happens? Or should I give it a little push. Also, I had to know what was happening. And that is when a devilish plan came up in my mind. And I went about executing it.
Our bedroom has two big closets - one used by me and the other by my wife. The design in each closet is such that there is a large drawer space on one side of the closet, and then a series of smaller drawers, stacked one above the other, on the other side of the closet. These smaller drawers were used for organising similar kind of clothing in one place - for example one drawer only had her panties, another only her bras, one only had socks, the fourth only dupattas and stoles and so on. I was, on this day, interested in the drawer where she kept her panties.
Meena was still in the bathroom. She always took unusually long to finish her morning bath. So, I knew I had time. I brought my tool box, and using a set of screw drivers, I screwed out the stopper that prevents the drawer from completely pulling out as one draws it out. I tested it. If unaware, and you pulled it out like every day, without knowing that the stopper had been removed, the drawer would come out completely and most likely fall on the ground. On the ground, in a strategic location, I then kept a water bottle full of water, but very loosely capped. The plan was ready and with that I went back to bed, pretending to be still sleepy, although in a semi-disturbed state.
Meena came after a while, having finished her bath. As she was standing in front of the dressing table, completely nude, I had the opportunity to look at her again. In new light. Although 38, there was none of the negative effects of ageing on her, only the positive side effects. And what a voluptuous figure she had! 5?5' in height, tall slim figure, nice round breasts, broad hips and a beautiful flat belly delightfully centred with a deep dark navel. There was not even a strand of unwanted hair on her body. The armpits were completely and freshly shaved. As was her pubic area. I saw her reflection in the mirror. Although Meena shaving off her pubic area was not new, since I liked it that way, still it is not as if she did it very regularly. But she had done it today.
As she straightened her hair, I could not help but feel proud that that this beauty was my exclusive property, till now. Although I have had sex with many women, some of them with drop-dead gorgeous figures, but at that moment, I sweared, Meena could compete and come out trumps against any of those in a nude body competition!
So Vikas was constantly planning for the day. But none of his messages were about the actual work that they had ostensibly planned. In fact, it was a surprise to me that he could even message on such things. Having lunch during the day was normal if they were out all day. But this was not that working lunch one has? This was a planned lunch. And it was clear that too much work was not on Vikas’s mind else why would he drive all the way to Gurgaon and then come back? The possibilities inherent in the situation was making me go mad. I had always wanted Meena to move down this path. It would make my life easier if I ever got caught. I could always turn back and tell her, but so do you ! This was the first time, at least in my recollection, where an opening had presented itself. Should I let things flow in the natural course and see what happens? Or should I give it a little push. Also, I had to know what was happening. And that is when a devilish plan came up in my mind. And I went about executing it.
Our bedroom has two big closets - one used by me and the other by my wife. The design in each closet is such that there is a large drawer space on one side of the closet, and then a series of smaller drawers, stacked one above the other, on the other side of the closet. These smaller drawers were used for organising similar kind of clothing in one place - for example one drawer only had her panties, another only her bras, one only had socks, the fourth only dupattas and stoles and so on. I was, on this day, interested in the drawer where she kept her panties.
Meena was still in the bathroom. She always took unusually long to finish her morning bath. So, I knew I had time. I brought my tool box, and using a set of screw drivers, I screwed out the stopper that prevents the drawer from completely pulling out as one draws it out. I tested it. If unaware, and you pulled it out like every day, without knowing that the stopper had been removed, the drawer would come out completely and most likely fall on the ground. On the ground, in a strategic location, I then kept a water bottle full of water, but very loosely capped. The plan was ready and with that I went back to bed, pretending to be still sleepy, although in a semi-disturbed state.
Meena came after a while, having finished her bath. As she was standing in front of the dressing table, completely nude, I had the opportunity to look at her again. In new light. Although 38, there was none of the negative effects of ageing on her, only the positive side effects. And what a voluptuous figure she had! 5?5' in height, tall slim figure, nice round breasts, broad hips and a beautiful flat belly delightfully centred with a deep dark navel. There was not even a strand of unwanted hair on her body. The armpits were completely and freshly shaved. As was her pubic area. I saw her reflection in the mirror. Although Meena shaving off her pubic area was not new, since I liked it that way, still it is not as if she did it very regularly. But she had done it today.
As she straightened her hair, I could not help but feel proud that that this beauty was my exclusive property, till now. Although I have had sex with many women, some of them with drop-dead gorgeous figures, but at that moment, I sweared, Meena could compete and come out trumps against any of those in a nude body competition!
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Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me
Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me