Adultery Some Short Stories... From Internet

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I am Minati (Name changed)living in posh south Mumbai , aged 36 married for the past twenty years. I am a housewife with two children. One son and another is daughter. Son age is 19 and daughter age is 17. My husband runs his independent TRUCK BISUNESS. I possess almost every worldly comfort one can ask for. My house is big beautiful independent house, caring family, wardrobe full of clothes and jewels and a decent bank balance and financial security. In other words, I live peacefully and happily without any concern.

I am 5′-5″ tall and have reasonably maintained my figure of 33-27-35 all due to my daily morning jogging and exercises. My colour is whitish and I have good features and short hair that reach just below my shoulders. I am quite fond of wearing designer clothes and I am very cautious about my appearance and always apply my make up even if I am at home. I was married at the age of 18 by my parents and even after years of marriage, I have maintained my sexy looks and body well. It gives me great satisfaction to see men looking at me and staring at my figure whenever I go out to shopping or movie dressed up in style.

Things in my family were going very smoothly & good for everyone. My husband and I were almost satisfied with our relationship. Physically I was only involved with my husband and never tried anything outside. 
Although I had heard a lot about extra marital affairs and swapping of partners among various other things and gossips in kitty parties etc. At times the thought of having some fun from some other man did come to my mind to arouse me sexually, but there was never any serious possibility or confirmed offer from any one. I never did go ahead independently in search of a man to have sex with.

A few times my husband also talked of doing a partner swap but he also lacked the courage to talk to any of his friends because of fear of discomfiture. There was one among his known friends called Harish (name modified), whom I used to like a lot. He was a smart and handsome. He had that something in him which always attracted others towards him. He had a refined sense of comedy and I always felt him over powering sexually whenever he or we visited each other. Several times I asked my husband to talk to him if he too was willing to sleep with me jokingly. But my intention was true. I even suggested him the ways to start the conversation on this topic.

Although he had no objection to having sex with another man. I did not go against his wishes although I knew that I just have to make a few gestures and signals to Harish to bring him to my bed. So we were carrying on the same monotonous sexual routines between us which had lost much of its charm and excitement with the passage of time. One always wants some changes in his life. As such the fun from having sex from someone else remained in my dreams and fantasies.

As an alternative, my hubby and I both used to fantasize about having sex with some other partner during our sexual inter-courses. So despite I remaining physically committed to my hubby all these years, I was mentally sleeping with several of his friend Harish and mine too. Shortly I developed a interest for Harish with whom I used to fantasize a lot.

One thing I always liked about Harish was his adult sense of comedy. He would always tease me by some adult joke or comment, but his comments were never crude or vulgar. They were refined and always left a blush on my face when I got the real meaning. Due to my repeated fantasy about having sex with him, soon I developed a strong urge to have sex with Harish in reality. I wanted to sleep with him at least once. I wanted him to see and explore my naked body and fuck me hard. But all my thoughts could never turn to reality and I continued living in my old routine life.