Adultery An Affair for Life by Sunit13

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I had never been to this place before neither do I know anything about you although we are neighbors. If you don't mind, can I sit here for a few more minutes?"

"Okay I don't have any problem with that." She said.

She went to the cradle, checked on the baby and announced:

"Oh seems he is hungry."

And so saying, she carried the baby on her shoulders and sat on the chair opposite mine.

"So what are you going to have for lunch?" I asked

"I don't know. Had I gone to home at two, I could have cooked something. But if I go now, I can't comeback at four. I have one customer scheduled for at that hour for her bridal makeup." She said as she sat on the chair and started opening the buttons of her salwar.

"Is he still being breastfed? Hasn't he been weaned so far?"

"Of course, he is being gradually weaned. But I feed him at this time with my milk and only at home do I try the other stuff." She said and gradually exposed her brassiere to me. She pulled the cusp down and exposed her left breast.

Was she trying to tease me, I thought.

Her breast was indeed large and I realized perhaps it was due to her lactating status. Her nipples were a bit elongated and she had a large areola. I was still sitting naked in front of her unmindfully and wished if I could suck on those beautiful globes. A sudden gush of blood entered the vessels of my organ.

To hide my impending erection, I got up immediately and pulled my pants up, my underwear still lying on the chair she was sitting. A single waste of time would make it difficult for the erection to be adjusted inside the underwear. I pulled the chain up and let the shirt hang freely to hide the hardon. There was no point in hiding my erection to her but I definitely didn't wish to show my excitement, on seeing her naked breasts, to her.

I looked at her eyes and avoided looking at her bare chest which was now covered by the baby's head as he started suckling the nectar for sustenance. I said to her:

"Even I haven't taken my lunch. Today is a Saturday. Would you like some non veg?"

***** women usually restrict themselves to vegetarian food some particular days of the week as a mark of respect to the Gods they worship.

"Yes, I have no problem with non veg food. But why are you asking?" She questioned.

"Let me get some food from the nearby hotel for the two of us. We can have it together here. Rotis and chicken curry. Will it be okay for you?"

She was surprised by my proposal. She just gave a nod and I left the place. I thanked myself in avoiding sex which was already being prevised by me, or perhaps both of us.

I came back some fifteen minutes later with a parcel of food. She had finished feeding her baby by then and sat on the chair waiting for me. On seeing me, she got up and brought two plates from one of the drawers and washed them under the tap.

"Has the baby slept?" I enquired.

"Yeah." She replied.

I handed over the parcel to her and she served on the meals in both the dishes. We sat on the chair and finished our lunch without any further talks. It was her who broke the silence as she got up to wash her hands.

"Bhaiya, please delete those photos from all your sources." She said without looking at me.

"Which photos are you talking about?" I asked. "I think you have deleted the last one."

"You mean to say.." She stared at me and was promptly interrupted.

"I mean to say I had not stored those photos anywhere and you have deleted the only one right in front of my eyes."

"You are a scoundrel." She cursed me but there was a smile on her face.

We both burst into laughter until she started to cough. I got up and brought the water bottle to her. She took the bottle from my hand. Our hands touched and I felt a strange delightful sensation run through my body. She was expressionless and started drinking the water while I washed my hand and mouth. She handed me the bottle and I gulped down the water. It was now time for me to take leave. The urge for sex was again driving my mind crazy and I was desperate to leave the room immediately. As I accelerated my steps to the door, she called me back.

"Bhaiyya,"

"What is it?" I asked.

"Your underwear is still lying on the chair." She said with a smile. "Can I make you wear it?"

There was desperation in her voice and I understood it pretty well. My kittle carnal needs were now scaling new heights. I answered to her:

"Can we have sex before that?"

She ran to me and hugged me tightly. It seemed as if we knew each other since long. Our lips met for the first time. Our lips caressed each other before I finally entered my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues danced in unison, as we peeled the clothes from each other. The only time our lips got parted was when I removed the salwar from over her head. After getting rid of her panty, I moved my hands over her soft buttocks. With our lips locked I led her to the nearby chair and sat myself while perching her on my lap.

I didn't waste time in tracing the fabric of her bra to her back where it was fastened. I unhooked her bra and removed it from her body. . I had seen her undergarments drying in her balcony many a times and never had I guessed that I will actually feel them someday. We were now completely naked. It was only the previous day when I had seen her nude in her room and had masturbated. But now, the same nude body was in my arms as we proceeded for that ultimate joy. She was soft as silk. I held her tightly to relish on her softness. I held the nape of her neck gently in one hand and ran against her bare back with the other.