25-05-2019, 11:32 AM
The next day morning I decided to call her and enquired about her health.
She told she was ok, needed to visit the clinic nearby in evening to redress the wound. I told her to take care and hung up.
Later in the day, she sent me a thanksgiving message in WhatsApp.
I replied that it was my humanitarian duty to help her since she was the victim of my partial carelessness.
She told it was her mistake, not mine. Then she asked more about me, my family, work and all. She too exchanged her details.
Her name was Rekha, 32 years old, married with a 4 year old son. She and her husbands are IT professionals in two well-known firms and presently he was abroad.
I replied: “Same pinch here too.. my wife has been abroad for past three months. Three more to go..” we exchanged smileys and stopped.
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This WhatsApp messaging continued as she was bored up at home though her mother had come from hometown. She took leave for the next two days and on Sunday, she informed that she would be visiting me to take her scooter back.
She turned up alone around 4 and I received her in my flat. I had cleaned up my area, which was a bachelor’s home for three months.
I offered her tea and we chit-chatted for some ten minutes. Then she had to leave and she again thanked me a lot and shook my hand (I was expecting a hug, though… ).
I accompanied her till the parking and then she left.
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During this visit I got a clear idea about her body. She was some 5’6” height, above medium sized boobs and bums and a slightly plumb body. She was fair with a cute round face and had long black hairs up to her waistline.
In total, a typical Keralite woman.
I was sex-starved for the last three months and presence of this beautiful lady was like adding fuel to fire. I had to jerk off that night thinking of her.
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Our usual WhatsApp texting continued.
Next weekend she invited me for dinner but I preferred for tea. Met her mom and kid and had a nice time at her apartment.
Our WhatsApp chatting continued as usual.
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One day evening she asked: “How you are managing without your wife?” Till that moment we were talking about food and I just forgot that fact at this moment. I thought she was asking about my sex needs.
Though I was bit taken aback on her question (as I mistook that she was asking about my sex needs), I replied boldly: “Hmmm.. its pretty difficult sometimes. I watch porn once in a while and relieve myself.. J”
“Ohh God. I didn’t ask about your sexual needs baba.. I asked about your food..oops..”
I came to my senses immediately. “Ohhh.. Sorry… he he…”
“Hmmmm… You naughty boy. Take three months leave and enjoy an overseas honeymoon man…”
“Hmmmm… It’s not possible to take that much leave. Else I will have to quit..”
“Hmmm.. but still you can try this.”
“Mmmm.. let me see..”
“So, by the way, how do u manage without your hubby? J J” I asked her sarcastically.
“Hmmm… I don’t see porn. But I do masturbate sometimes when he is not here around..” She replied boldly.
“So you too are naughty… ”
“Yea.. a bit.. ”
This continued for few days like this. We used to chat after dinner and till 11 – 12 in night. Sometimes we shared non-veg jokes too.
One day I sent her a mild-porn clip of an Indian couple in missionary and woman-on-top positions. She watched it and I got a ‘Like’ emotion with a naughty smiley.
I masturbated thinking of her with lot of enjoyment that night.
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