Adultery Some Short Stories... From Internet

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My Young Landlady

It was difficult to find a room in the new city after I moved to Kolkata. I couldn’t afford the good places with my modest income, and the cheap places did not want bachelors staying there. Finally, I found the perfect place. 

A couple had a house that was a little too big for their requirements, and wanted to put a portion on rent. The landlord, about 40, was also from an it background and so took pity on my situation and rented me the room.

The guy, his wife and their 2-year-old son used to live there. The first time I met the wife, she looked pretty normal dbangd in a saree with her kid in her lap, a very homely figure. I used to pass her every day when I went out and we used to exchange smiles. I would always be in a hurry so never really took much notice of her, until one day.

There was a shared dining area which I rarely used as I used to have food in the office canteen. 

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One day the family were hosting a party with the office friends. I came home late that day and I couldn’t find dinner in the office canteen. 

On arriving home, I went to ask the landlord for good food places so that I could order in.  

As soon as I went to the common dinning area, my eyes were struck by the beauty that stood before me.

I had never seen her like this before. She looked so gorgeous, so young, barely 30. She had a red semi-transparent saree dbangd over her that barely managed to hide her skin which was glowing. Her black blouse under the saree was visible, and so was the ample cleavage. The saree wrapped around low on her waist exposed the little muffin top on her belly. Her slender arms and shapely ass complimented her whole look. And her lips in red were like a cherry on the top of a cake. I couldn’t take my eyes away from her and maybe I stared at her for a little too long.

When I regained my senses I saw her looking at me and smiling. 

I asked her “Neha, do you know any good food places where I can order some dinner?”. 

She said they had enough left over from the party and I was more than welcome to have some. So I agreed and freshened up and sat down at the table. 

She had changed into her usual home clothes as well but I couldn’t get her ravishing hot and sexy image out of my head.

As I sat at the table and she served me food, I kept on checking her out. My eyes moved from her eyes down to her thighs and back up, following every inch of her, the curves and the bulges, wondering if I’d get to see more of them some day. I think she might have noticed me checking her out like that as she was smiling and blushing too.

Over dinner, we started to chit-chat. I asked her what the party was for and she told me it was because her husband was promoted and was moving to Dubai for a couple of years. While she said that with enthusiasm and a smile on her face. 

I could feel her pain but My dirty mind kept thinking maybe this will give me a chance to explore her the way I want to……………

I kept my hand softly on hers and looked into her eyes. I wanted to let her know that I’ll be there even when her husband is gone to a foreign country.