21-10-2022, 04:57 PM
"It's Samir again." she said, breathing heavily. "This time I have to answer."
Fahim nodded. Ketaki put one hand on her heaving boobs, took a couple of deep breaths to stabilize her breathing, and then picked up the receiver.
"Hello."
It was admirable how normal she was managing to sound.
"Oh...Hi." I said, now surprised at how normal I was able to sound. I had decided to yell at her, curse her, tell her I was watching everything. But for some reason, I held back.
"How are you, Samir?" she asked, walking with the cordless receiver towards the couch. "Had lunch?"
"Umm...yes." I said, staring at the screen as I saw her naked body gracefully walk towards the couch and sit on it, next to Fahim. He put a hand on her thigh. i noticed he was still fully erect.
"So...." she said, taking a deep breath, "You didn't tell me you were sending Fahim over with some files."
I was about to respond when the words got stuck in my throat. Fahim's other hand had now started to fondle her boobs, right in front of my eyes. And she was acting nonchalant as if nothing was happening.
"Samir?"
"Oh yeah. I....I forgot." I said, managing to sound normal, my eyes still glued to the screen.
"Yeah, he got the files. I have kept them on the dining table." As Ketaki was saying this, Fahim was gesturing something to her, and she was shaking her hands in confusion, and gesturing with her hand.
"Okay. So...what are you doing right now?" I asked.
"I am doing" she said, and I saw Fahim grab her waist and pull her on top of him. "nothing. I am not doing anything. Was just...watching TV."
It dawned on me that Fahim was getting her to mount him, this time with her back towards him. He wanted to fuck her even as she spoke to me. Ketaki, I noticed, was resisting, but only in a token playful manner. He positioned her feet outside his thighs such that she was now squatting with her back to him such that her cunt was right on top of his erect dick. He was trying to shove his dick up her cunt, and she was dodging it, but again, playfully. There was a smile on her face the entire time that showed that she eventually would let him in.
"What are you doing?" she asked, and then as soon as I started speaking, bit her lip, and lowered herself so that the dick entered her cunt easily.
"I just got done with a meeting. Have another meeting" I was saying this, watching in horror, as my wife took his dick inside her cunt again, and started hopping up and down, getting fucked in the process. I would hear mild sounds of their bodies slapping against each other.
Fahim then put his hands around her stomach and started fucking her intensely, but taking care not to make any sounds. I saw Ketaki's mouse open wide again in pleasure, her eyes close, as she leaned back against him completely and threw her head back. And let out a small shriek.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Oh..oh.... I...I...twisted my ankle. Owww....ohhhh...ohhhhhhhh...owwwwww...." Ketaki yelped as Fahim now started fucking her really hard.
"You twisted your ankle?" I asked, trying to control my anger.
"Yessssss....owwww owwww...oh......" and then she fell silent as Fahim abruptly lifted her off his dick and threw her on the couch. "Uhmmm...." she said with a sigh as her ass hit the couch and she bounced a little.
"Are you okay, Ketaki?" I asked.
"Yes, It is just umppp...." she got cut-off in mid-sentence.
She got cut in mid-sentence because Fahim, moving in a flash, had pulled her mouth on to his dick and was clearly cumming inside her. I saw his hips jerk back and forth as he emptied his load inside her for a good 20 seconds or so.
"Ketaki? Ketaki?" I kept saying, sounding alarmed, but I could see on the screen that she was in no position to answer. Her cheeks were puffed up because of the semen being pumped into them, and her nose was rubbing against Fahim's pubic hair.
Fahim nodded. Ketaki put one hand on her heaving boobs, took a couple of deep breaths to stabilize her breathing, and then picked up the receiver.
"Hello."
It was admirable how normal she was managing to sound.
"Oh...Hi." I said, now surprised at how normal I was able to sound. I had decided to yell at her, curse her, tell her I was watching everything. But for some reason, I held back.
"How are you, Samir?" she asked, walking with the cordless receiver towards the couch. "Had lunch?"
"Umm...yes." I said, staring at the screen as I saw her naked body gracefully walk towards the couch and sit on it, next to Fahim. He put a hand on her thigh. i noticed he was still fully erect.
"So...." she said, taking a deep breath, "You didn't tell me you were sending Fahim over with some files."
I was about to respond when the words got stuck in my throat. Fahim's other hand had now started to fondle her boobs, right in front of my eyes. And she was acting nonchalant as if nothing was happening.
"Samir?"
"Oh yeah. I....I forgot." I said, managing to sound normal, my eyes still glued to the screen.
"Yeah, he got the files. I have kept them on the dining table." As Ketaki was saying this, Fahim was gesturing something to her, and she was shaking her hands in confusion, and gesturing with her hand.
"Okay. So...what are you doing right now?" I asked.
"I am doing" she said, and I saw Fahim grab her waist and pull her on top of him. "nothing. I am not doing anything. Was just...watching TV."
It dawned on me that Fahim was getting her to mount him, this time with her back towards him. He wanted to fuck her even as she spoke to me. Ketaki, I noticed, was resisting, but only in a token playful manner. He positioned her feet outside his thighs such that she was now squatting with her back to him such that her cunt was right on top of his erect dick. He was trying to shove his dick up her cunt, and she was dodging it, but again, playfully. There was a smile on her face the entire time that showed that she eventually would let him in.
"What are you doing?" she asked, and then as soon as I started speaking, bit her lip, and lowered herself so that the dick entered her cunt easily.
"I just got done with a meeting. Have another meeting" I was saying this, watching in horror, as my wife took his dick inside her cunt again, and started hopping up and down, getting fucked in the process. I would hear mild sounds of their bodies slapping against each other.
Fahim then put his hands around her stomach and started fucking her intensely, but taking care not to make any sounds. I saw Ketaki's mouse open wide again in pleasure, her eyes close, as she leaned back against him completely and threw her head back. And let out a small shriek.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Oh..oh.... I...I...twisted my ankle. Owww....ohhhh...ohhhhhhhh...owwwwww...." Ketaki yelped as Fahim now started fucking her really hard.
"You twisted your ankle?" I asked, trying to control my anger.
"Yessssss....owwww owwww...oh......" and then she fell silent as Fahim abruptly lifted her off his dick and threw her on the couch. "Uhmmm...." she said with a sigh as her ass hit the couch and she bounced a little.
"Are you okay, Ketaki?" I asked.
"Yes, It is just umppp...." she got cut-off in mid-sentence.
She got cut in mid-sentence because Fahim, moving in a flash, had pulled her mouth on to his dick and was clearly cumming inside her. I saw his hips jerk back and forth as he emptied his load inside her for a good 20 seconds or so.
"Ketaki? Ketaki?" I kept saying, sounding alarmed, but I could see on the screen that she was in no position to answer. Her cheeks were puffed up because of the semen being pumped into them, and her nose was rubbing against Fahim's pubic hair.
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