Adultery Army Jawan's Wife

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As we reached our Quarters and I was about to take the stairs, “Look, I am very sorry, okay?  And thank you for dropping me at my Bus Stop, can you please leave now?” I whispered.  “Just tell me you like me as well, and I will leave,” the conductor said.  “I am married,” I almost said, but somehow did not say.  “Please tell me you like me, I know you were smiling at me while getting down at the Temple Stop.  You raised your arms and showed me your body and even told me about your panties, it means you like me right?” he said.  “Please leave, people are going to come now,” I said.  “Tell me you like me, I will leave,” he said.  “I like you, please leave,” I said.  “No, not like that,” he said.  “Then, how?” I asked.  He held my face, “my beautiful Tamil Ammayi, I know you like me and I like you more than you like me.  We are made for each other,” he whispered.  “Please…” I whispered.  “You hate me now?  Because of my dark skin complexion and my dark lips?” he whispered.  “No, please, I am not that kind of a girl, I don’t discriminate against people based on their skin colour,” I whispered.  “Then what is stopping you from telling me that you like me as well?  Are you married?” he asked.  “No, I am not,” I said quickly.  The conductor being this desperate and crazy about me was turning me on too much, and I started ignoring his looks and was losing my self control.  “Tell me you like me, please Tamil Ammayi,” he whispered in a desperate tone.  I was too horny and looking at his dark lips and ignoring his ugly face, “I like you, I like you so much Balaraju,” I whispered.  “Mmmm… I love you my Tamil Ammayi,” he whispered and started kissing my lips and I started kissing his lips back.  As he was kissing my lips, he started grabbing my boobs over my pink blouse and my pink saree and began squeezing my boobs, making me weak.  At this point I had already surrendered to him, and if he had carried me anywhere to make love to me, I would have let him have my pussy.