Adultery SC's Daughter Ujwala by indian_exec2000

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I too regaled Ujwala with funny anecdotes about our days with my old employer, of course duly censored where needed. I was keen to project the image of a friendly senior colleague and well wisher of her mother and I thought I did a good job. Of course that was the truth, even if it wasn't the whole truth.


Ujwala then spoke a bit about her mother. She recounted how her mother often used to tell anecdotes about goings on in her office, making fond and respectful references to my role in giving her fledgling career a boost. It appeared that I was quite the hero in the stories SC often narrated to her family. Ujwala recalled how it was SC who had held the family together in their time of crisis, both emotionally as well as financially, with her secure and well paying job. In spite of being frequently at cross purposes with her, Ujwala also had a lot of affection and respect for her mother.

"You know, Mamma always keeps talking about you even now. She tells us how you knocked some sense into her and made her take her job seriously. That's what helped Mamma to get ahead in her career and take care of the family when Appa (father) lost his job." Ujwala recounted.

"Well, it's nice of her to think that I helped in some way, but the credit has to go entirely to her. She is a person of great character and she deserves more respect than you seem to be giving her." I responded, a bit more sharply than I had intended.

"My God! Do you two run a mutual admiration club?" Ujwala replied with a laugh, ignoring my reproach. But her eyes showed that she was serious. We were treading thin ice here. I prudently changed the subject.

We quite enjoyed ourselves as the evening wore on. Although I continue to take a healthy interest in members of the opposite sex, I have long since stopped actively pursuing attractive females. Besides, girls young enough to be my daughters are hardly my scene. So, even as we continued our pleasant tete a tete, I wondered what it was about her that made her so damn attractive. In fact, she is downright sexy; I acknowledged to myself as I felt a stirring in my loins. Then the realization struck home: I found myself attracted to her because she was my lover's daughter! I felt a twinge of guilt and tried to wish away my attraction towards her. I resolved not to encourage her or take the initiative in any way.

Ujwala in turn was well aware of the effect she was having on me. She reached back and freed her hair from the alligator clip holding it together at the nape of her neck. She shook her head to fluff it up a bit and then rearranged her hair so that it cascaded down her front, casually combing it with her fingers. The ends of her hair appeared damp, probably because they had escaped from the shower cap when she'd showered. Her full breasts moved fluidly under her scarf as she rearranged her hair, hinting that perhaps she wasn't wearing a bra under her skimpy top. Obviously, she was enjoying flirting with me. She observed me with a mischievous glint in her eyes, giving me a naughty smile as she caught me glancing at her breasts, then sat up straighter and thrust them out at me.

I have aged rather well, having taken good care of my health and fitness with regular exercise and a moderate diet. Besides, I have attained a position of some power and influence. So, many women find me attractive and I am not unused to women coming on to me. Even after weeding out women who might have some ulterior motive, sometimes I am pleasantly surprised to find quite attractive women take an interest in me. I smiled back at her, wondering where all this was leading.

"Can I call you Sam Uncle? Mr. Sam seems so formal." She asked.

"Sam Uncle, plain Sam, just Uncle, whatever... I don't care. Just don't call me Uncle Sam." I replied and we both burst out laughing.

"You know Sam, you are a really dishy guy!" She said, looking into my eyes and sounding as if she really meant it. She had chosen to address me by my first name. I've been called many things in my time but never before had a sexy young thing had called me dishy! I actually blushed. Well, she certainly knew how to stroke a man's ego; just like her mother, I thought.

"You are an attractive young woman yourself. Your fiance is a really lucky guy!" I returned the compliment, glancing at her engagement ring.

"Oh, that! Well actually, I'm not engaged. I wear the ring since it keeps off unwanted male attention!" She explained, catching my glance at her ring.

"You're certainly getting some male attention right now. I hope it's not unwanted!" I said. She responded by blushing prettily and dimpling her cheeks.

"Do you... do you think I'm attractive?" She asked after a while, suddenly appearing hesitant and unsure of herself.

"Of course you are. In fact I think you are one hell of a sexy chick. But I'm sure you already know it. You must've been told that hundreds of times!" I said laughingly.