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Accidental

my name is Pooja and I live in Hyderbad. I was married four years ago. My husband is the manager in large concern. My color is fair and hairs are long up to my back.

My statistics are 38-30-38 . I had been living a rather happy and sexually satisfied married life. I write below my experience when I had sex with my husband’s friend at Chandigarh where we had gone.

It so happened that once my husband was designated to explore the possibilities of opening new manufacturing facility in the industrial belt near Chandigarh and he had to go there for nearly a week to study all the possibilities and regulations. I persuaded him somehow to take me along with him.

Moreover my husband had an old friend named Aman who was settled there and we could even spend some time with his family. I asked my husband to inform him about our program but he wanted to give him surprise and moreover we had to go in any case if he was there or not.

We arrived in Chandigarh and checked ourselves in a hotel where my husband took a suit as he wanted the outer room to use it to meet people and did not want our privacy to be disturbed. When he called his friend Aman, he was excited to have us there after a long time. It was unfortunate that his family had gone to Delhi for some time.

It was a hectic schedule for my husband but still Aman was good enough to give us company and took us to several places whenever we had time. He was extremely nice person, 6ft high and built like a pro athelete. He had that look on his face that gave out his somewhat reckless nature.

Once my husband left early as he had scheduled to see some prospective land and later had an appointment with some people. He hoped to be back early evening so that he wind up all his work as we had planned to leave for Delhi the next day. I was in my room trying to kill the time by watching TV when I heard a knock on the door.

It was Aman there who greeted me, he was here as it was his day off and he wanted to spend the day with us. He was sorry to see my husband not there and started to take a leave when I as had nothing to do asked him to sit for a while so that we fight boredom together. As I asked him what he would like to have, he suggested that it would be better and a change of scene if we sit in the coffee shop and have some tea and snacks.

I picked up my bag and we both came down and walked towards the coffee shop. Surprisingly it was full and there seem to be not a single table free. Aman went to manager who knew Aman being not only regular visitor but also a member of the elite hotel club.

He apologized for his inability to provide any table immediately and offered us a table at the pool side if we wish to go there. Aman looked at me and then consented for a table for us there.

It was a lovely place at the poolside and separate table was arranged for us a little away from the people sunbathing. The pool was surrounded with trees, clear blue water gave an amazing view. Already boys and were swimming and playing with each other.

Mostly were foreigners and they were hugging and kissing while playing. Looking at them made me smile. Aman who was sitting opposite me asked me why was I smiling and I just shook my head. He asked me again if I was getting in a mood to swim and play or what?

I gave out a loud laughter, “swimming here when I have no costume with me, no Aman I was just smiling at the men playing around with their Gfs.” Aman said, “arranging a costume is no big task, if you really wish to take a plunge”, I do not know why but I all of a sudden wanted to swim, it had been years since I had entered water and I wanted to stretch my muscles.

I asked Aman if it was possible to get a costume. He got up and went to the manager, I think he flashed some card and notes and iin no time I saw him bringing at our table two packets. It was a single piece costume for me and a trunk for him.

We both got up and went to the changing room where I removed my shirt, trousers and my undergarments to put on the costume. It was a little tight but still comfortable and showed off my figure well. I came out and went to the shower room which was strangely at the other corner of the pool. Aman too had changed into his trunks that showed off his muscular body too well.

When I came out of the shower, water was dripping from my body and the costume had stuck to my figure like a second skin. I found Aman waiting for me at the railing of the pool and he gave me an admiring look and commented how well I had maintained my figure all these years. I blushed & thanks to him.

We both jumped into the pool and tried to overcome each other, but I was no match for him and in couple of strokes he left me behind. I found that I had lost my stamina while he was regular. he would just pull me down inside the water and swim away from me before I could come to the surface. I too tried to do the same but he was too strong for me.

I do not know why but all these things made me aroused a bit more so because my wet and naked parts of the body were regularly touching his naked body. A few times I found his hands press my boobs too, it was intentional or not, I was not sure. Sometimes he would lift me by holding me through my waist and it was almost as if we were doing a hug there.

When he was holding me up in the water, my butts were touching his groin and I felt a bulge in there. Everything was just turning me on and my body was getting hotter despite being in the water. I wanted him to take me and do more. Later, while relaxing on the deck chairs, I found him constantly looking at my wet body without saying anything.

He left sometime later after we had coffee.

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