Adultery Indian Woman Black Driver by lucky-harish

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Even before October came I got an offer of a job in an East African country, which assured me big savings every month. The offer was from a company owned by people of Indian origin whose forefathers left India long time ago to look for greener pastures and made it big in this East African country. They had a lot of manufacturing facilities all over the country. A lot of other Indians too were working for them. Kamini and I discussed the offer and we agreed to accept it. Within a month’s time I was off too this country. Our plan remained a fantasy!


My wife and daughter joined me in a couple of months. My employers owned a couple of factories and warehouses in the industrial area of the city of my posting. I was provided with a flat within one such warehouse. It was well furnished and secured. There were a lot of Indians in this country and we became very friendly with one family. They had two kids. Our daughter too became friendly with them. We used to visit each other’s house on Sundays or holidays and used to go out for picnic too. This friendship made us feel at home despite being in a foreign land.

Here again Kamini was getting a lot of attention from males. But she was used to it. I started teasing her that maybe she is destined to fulfil my fantasy with a black man and luck has brought her to this country. Kamini replied with just a smile.

I knew that Kamini had agreed to be fucked by another man in India and if I press her a little she will definitely agree to get fucked by a man here too and preferably by a black. This thought created strange sensations in me. I discussed this with Kamini and noticed that she had started breathing deeply. Perhaps it reminded her of “Bill’s big banana”. I knew she too has been turned on by this thought. I took this reaction as her consent. However, we did not want to rush into this. We wanted to wait for the right time and right man.

We could not decide on the next course of action. A leak out about such an incident will not only involve a risk to my job but will bring a bad name too, to Kamini and me. We did not want to take any unnecessary risk. We had to look out for some trustworthy man. We discussed about several men who either used to work in the godown or were friendly with us but could not decide on any one of them.

This way about two years and nine months passed by.

Unknown to me, however, a new development was taking place. Kamini told me that our driver was taking special interest in her for some time and has been complimenting her on her clothes and her body almost every day. On some occasions he even told Kamini that she is looking damn sexy today and her husband (that’s me) will keep her awake whole night. She explained that she feels flattered at his comments and gradually started liking such comments.

Let me describe our driver briefly. He was a local black man named Fred, aged around 28, 6’4” tall and very thin. His height made him look like a rail. His face was just average. He was very jovial and would laugh a lot. He was a sincere and obedient driver. His daily routine was to drop our daughter at college and then come back to pick me up for office. In the afternoon he will pick our daughter from the college drop her back at home and then come to my office to pick me up for home. In between if my wife wanted to visit her friends or market he will drive her around. He was becoming a sort of our family member. On Sundays and holidays too we will call him on duty to visit friends, market etc.

I was surprised that he was coming on to my wife. Kamini will tell me everything Fred did. I encouraged her to lead him further and told her maybe this is the man we have been looking for! Fred’s comments were getting bolder by each passing day and Kamini was enjoying it.

My three-year contract was coming to an end and I did not want to get it renewed because there were no growth prospects despite good savings. I had saved a small fortune while I was in this country that afforded me strong financial security. I was thinking of doing something of my own in India. I resigned from the job and gave one month’s notice. Fred too came to know about it. He took Kamini’s silence to his advances and comments as acceptance that encouraged him further. Perhaps he started thinking that he can have his way with her. He also knew that this beauty will go away very soon. Kamini will recount all such happenings with Fred every day and I suggested why don’t we act out our fantasy with Fred. To which she agreed readily! We were not bothered about the secrecy now because anyway we were going to leave this country in a few weeks’ time.

I told Kamini that if we want to make it a success then we need to implement it fast as possible because my notice period will get over in a few weeks and we have to go back to India. I told her that we should not lose this opportunity, which may never come again. She agreed. We decided to put our plan into action on coming Sunday.

On Sunday, around 8am, I took my daughter to my friends place and told them to look after her and I will come back to pick her up in the afternoon. While returning I parked the car at a public car park near my home and returned on foot to my home. I did not want Fred to know that I was at home. I told Kamini to wear some skimpy dress and take a drink or two if she feels shaky. She wore a black bra and a sheer sleeveless blouse. I could see her bra through the blouse. Tops of her big breasts were spilling out of her bra. They looked more prominent against a black background. She wore a skirt of knee high length. Then she took a double peg of whisky on the rocks. She was shaking; I too was shaking with excitement. I told her that if she does not want to go ahead she could back out right now. She replied that she has been waiting for this moment for last three years and will certainly give it a try.