Adultery The Naughtiest Wife

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter- 7 Family Affair

 

“Wednesday’s suck…” Shubhangi thought as she sat at her desk, it was 3:00 pm and she was suffering from the afternoon blues wanting nothing more than to go home and take a nap. She clicked on the Ace of spades on the solitaire game on her computer screen. “Why do they call this hump day? No one is going to be humping me today…” Shubhangi wondered aimlessly. She sighed deeply and thought back ten days to the minute from right now. She was standing naked in bathroom about to receive the fuck of her life. Her nipples tingled as she mentally relived the day. She’d watched the movie they’d made together at least 10 times since that day, sometimes with Shakti, but often she watched it alone. She loved the way they looked on camera, she loved watching herself cum over and over again until she was exhausted. It was so hot to see Shakti and the sexy black man, whose name she still doesn’t know, pump themselves in and out of her.

 

Shubhangi checked her message again knowing that it was unlikely that Shakti had sent her anything in the thirty seconds since the last time she checked. There were still no new messages. She was getting anxious again. There were only 4 days left until the first of the month and Shakti owed her his fantasy so that she could plan adequately to fulfil whatever his mind had conjured up. She knew this fantasy was likely to be more intense than the other’s they’d lived. In the past two months, they were both new to the game they were playing; although they both were true to the game. Shubhangi think they both didn’t explore some of their more intense fantasies the first time. She wondered for the millionth time what he would come up with that was new. In the past two months she’d done sexual things that she’d never before contemplated. The strange thing is that in retrospect, the things they did don’t seem that kinky or weird now, although any other normal person would probably call them freaks.

 

What was worse, Shubhangi was leaving on Friday. Shakti knew this, and he was obligated to get her his fantasy before the first. Since the first fell on that Sunday, Shubhangi expected his message or letter to come before Friday. “He better hurry…” Shubhangi thought as she returned to her mindless computer game. Shubhangi planned to visit her cousin sister’s home that was several hundred miles away. Shubhangi was going to visit her cousin sister Meera for the first time in several months and her daughter, Richa, was interested in moving to the city. Shubhangi had not seen Richa in several months, Richa had a difficult time talking to her parents, and had a typical relationship. Richa was 18 and had recently graduated from high college. The last time Shubhangi saw Richa was over New Years. Shubhangi was stunned at how beautiful Richa had become and how much she looked like an adult. Richa had long, wavy, black hair and bright brown eyes that twinkled with possibility. Her body had developed as well, and her breasts had become full and pert. Richa was skinny with long legs that were perfectly tanned and smooth. Shubhangi found herself wishing for Richa body, and knowing that the blessed period in life when nothing sags and everything looks perfect was over for her.

 

In Shubhangi’s word Richa was stunning, and what made Richa more beautiful yet, was her personality. Richa was very laid back and easy to laugh, she’d broken up with her boyfriend a week before New Year last year, and although she was as heartbroken as only a teenager in love could be, she could joke about the guy and somewhere deep down you got the impression that she knew life would go on. Shubhangi admired Richa greatly for this, as remembering the scars of first love is stingingly painful, and at the time it seemed devastating. Now Richa appeared to want to forego college at least for a year and learn about life in the big city. Shubhangi had talked to her mother at length who was appalled at the idea of her “little girl” moving away from home. Apparently, Richa had suggested that it would be ok since “Aunt Shubhangi” lived there. So, Shubhangi was off to spend the weekend at her cousin sister’s home and talk about options for Richa. This probably was not going to go well, and Shubhangi suspected that no matter the outcome someone would probably not be happy.

 

Thursday and Friday crawled by as only the end of the week does for a working girl like Shubhangi, she played at least ten games of solitaire each day. And finally, she was driving south on I-55 toward her cousin sister home. During the long drive Shubhangi found herself reliving Thursday evening, the one bright evening of her week, Shakti and Shubhangi spent the evening watching television. At ten they retired to the bedroom and watched their video yet again. Shubhangi let him take her in the ass for the first time since their tryst the previous month, Shubhangi was a little nervous about anal because she was so sore after their last incredible fantasy fuck. This time was much slower and softer and Shubhangi found that her orgasm built and built with every inch of him that she took into her tight ass. Shubhangi closed her eyes and relived the moment of him rolling up behind her in the classic spoon position. She felt his fingers probing gently around her tight anal ring. Shakti lubricated her with KY jelly slowly and she massaged her own clitoris and Shakti massaged lube into her tight butt.

 

The mixture of feelings was incredible, and Shubhangi basked in the feeling of taboo and the tingling sensations that her body was generating as they moved together. After 10 minutes of masturbating herself into a sexual horniness that she only recently began to appreciate, Shubhangi heard the familiar sound of Shakti stroking his hard cock. Shakti took his time to make sure that he was slick with lube and then Shubhangi felt his tip at the opening to her pussy. He slid easily into her and Shubhangi gasped with pleasure. He rocked gently back and forth as her fingers continued to massage her clit in tiny circles. He whispered in my ear “Tell me how it feels…”

 

“Mmm…good baby…” was all Shubhangi was capable of saying. They fucked softly and gently for several minutes neither of them ready to rush toward orgasm, but rather enjoying the slow sensual climb toward sexual bliss.

 

“Are you ready?” Shakti panted into Shubhangi’s ear.

 

“Yes…God yes…” Shubhangi replied. Shakti cock slowly withdrew from her leaving a void in her womanly core. Shubhangi was wanton with pleasure, and missed the feeling of fullness that only an 8” cock can provide to a woman in her state. Then she felt his tip against her ass, Shubhangi rocked slightly back knowing the stinging pain would only last a second until he was past the ring of muscles that protected her ass from invasion. Shubhangi continued to press down harder on her clit now. His phallus was pressing hard against her anal ring and Shubhangi clenched herself tightly closed enjoying the feeling of penetration against her straining muscles. She relaxed when the stinging turned from pain to pleasure as his slick cock entered her ass to its first inch. His tip was just beyond her sphincter, her body seemed to surrender to the penetration. The second inch of his member slid inside her much easier and Shubhangi was filled with a feeling of fullness she’d experienced only once before.

 

This time, however, it was much more pleasure than pain, Shubhangi could hear Shakti’s grunts and feel his shivers of pleasure as her ass opened to him. She was spanking her clit lightly as her orgasm continued to build. Waves of rippling pleasure rolled through Shubhangi’s entire body as another inch entered her. Shakti was rocking back and forth now, pumping her full of him, with each stroke his cock entered her deeper and deeper and the pleasure Shubhangi felt grew and grew. Her pussy was slick and wet from her own excitement and her fingers were soaked. Shubhangi knew she was wetter than she’d ever been in her life and the thought of how much pleasure she was receiving from such a taboo act only drove her pleasure to new heights. Shakti was truly ass fucking her now, with long, slow, deep thrusts that grew in urgency as they both approached orgasm.

 

“Mmm…you’re so tight…” Shakti groaned in Shubhangi’s ear.

 

Shubhangi fingers went wild on her pussy at Shakti’s words “Your cock is huge in my ass…” Shubhangi grunted as he buried himself in her again. They were fucking harder now; his cock was slamming hard into her ass as Shubhangi pushed back against him to maximize his penetration. Her pussy was aflame as she could feel his cock invading her anal cavity, but also putting rhythmic pressure on the walls of her cunt. Her clit was swollen and exposed as she rubbed it, she moaned out her pleasure as Shakti fucked her ass with animalistic grunts. Her fingers entered herself feeling for the first time what his cock felt like rubbing the thin membrane separating her two fuck holes. Shubhangi fingered herself with two fingers and then three, she opened herself obscenely pushing as many fingers into herself as possible; her middle finger found the soft spongy g-spot in her cunt and the overwhelming desire to pee hit her hard. Shubhangi rode the feeling squeezing her muscles, contracting around her fingers and against Shakti’s cock. He grunted and began to let go inside of her with the new tension in her ass, Shubhangi felt his balls against her wet pussy and the spasms through his cock. She closed her eyes and drank the feeling as his orgasm filled her with wet, hot, sticky cum, she continued to ride his cock with her ass. Shubhangi clenched as he came intensifying the experience for him until he cried out in ecstasy. Spurt after spurt erupted into her ass as she pumped her own fingers in her hot, wet sex.

 

Shubhangi began to cum as Shakti continued to flood her ass with his seed, the intensity of her own eruption caught her totally by surprise as did the gush of juices that sprayed from between her legs with the force of a garden hose. Shubhangi was shaking in orgasm like never before, another eruption of unfathomable intensity was ejaculated from her pussy as her body clenched and clenched upon itself in powerful waves of pleasure. Shakti’s balls were covered in her womanly juice as were her thighs, the bed, and even a bit of the floor and wall of her room. Another smaller spray came out of Shubhangi as her orgasm slowly subsided and she collapsed with her back to Shakti. He held her softly until his shrinking cock slipped from her ass followed by the inevitable back flow of his orgasm. Shubhangi could feel his semen leaking out of her ass and across her cheek to where it pooled between them.

 

“God you are so hot…I love you…” Shakti said as he held Shubhangi.

 

“Mmm…I’ve never cum like that before…did you like the cum shower…I gave your balls?” Shubhangi asked giggling.

 

“Cum shower? I thought you peed on me…” Shakti said jokingly.

 

Shubhangi elbowed him in the ribs gently. “No but next time… I’ll…if you don’t act more appreciative…see just cum…” Shubhangi said as she brought her fingers to his lips and traced her sticking fingers across his tongue.

 

“Mmm…I like it…But do you?” Shakti asked as he kissed Shubhangi on the mouth forcing his tongue slick with her juices into her own mouth. Shubhangi giggled and with him as he made her taste herself on his mouth and fingers. Then they went to take a shower together. In the shower they washed each other as they normally do when they shower together. Shubhangi cleaned her ass from his cock with a wash cloth and soap and then rubbed his back. Then he used the wash cloth on her back and eventually paid special attention to her ass. Shubhangi was still oozing and she felt him part her cheeks and let the spray of the water hit her still open asshole. Shubhangi was somewhat self-conscious, but she figured they’d done way too much together to be concerned about a little cum in the ass. When he finished washing her ass, she could not help but notice the incredible hard on he had.

 

“Wow…wasn’t I enough for you in there?” Shubhangi took it in her hand and said.

 

“That was great…but it was also 10 minutes ago…” Shakti smiled and said, they laughed together as Shubhangi continued to stroke his cock. She was not ready for another round yet, but didn’t mind indulging him.

 

“Well do tell then…what has got you so turned on? Bathing me never has done this in the past…” Shubhangi said teasingly as she began to stroke him faster.

 

“To be honest…I never watched cum ooze out of a woman before… I guess it turns me on…” Shakti said honestly.

 

“Well how about I let you see it ooze out of my mouth this time?” Shubhangi asked as she lowered herself to the bathtub floor. He never said another word as she swallowed him deeply and worked his cock up and down with her mouth. He came in another torrent about 5 minutes later. Shubhangi was never able to swallow all of him, but most she caught in her mouth. She let what oozed between her lips drip down her chest to be washed down the drain by the shower. Shubhangi smiled at him as she finished him by cleaning his cock with her tongue. Her mouth was still full and she looked up at him letting him see his wife with a mouth full of him. She slowly stood with his help and let him see her up close. Shubhangi intended to swallow all of him while he watched, and to this day she don’t know what compelled her, but instead she leaned into him and kissed him deeply opening her mouth on his.

 

The flood of semen in her mouth dripped down both of their chins and bodies. At first, Shakti recoiled from her, but then sucked her tongue deeply into his mouth. They continued to kiss in the shower until they’d either swallowed or washed off his entire load. As they broke, they both uttered one word together.

 

“Wow.”

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Shubhangi’s reverie was broken as she’d to concentrate on finding her cousin sister’s house in the darkened subdivision. She’d only been to her house a few times as her cousin sister had just moved to a small town in Illinois. Shubhangi followed the street where every house looked alike, until she found one at the end of the cul-de-sac with a familiar white car that she recognized as her cousin’s sisters. Two other cars were parked there that she didn’t recognize. Shubhangi got out and went to the door. Immediately the door was pulled open and she was enveloped by her older cousin sister in a familiar hug. Shubhangi was pulled into the house as her husband Ramesh took her small overnight bag and kissed her brotherly on the cheek.

 

Shubhangi heard the familiar cry “Aunt” and Richa came down the stairs in a bound, filled with genuine joy at seeing her. Richa was more stunning than Shubhangi remembered, they hugged, Richa smiled that amazing smile of hers at Shubhangi and said “I’m so glad you’re here…maybe you can talk some sense into Mom and Dad…”

 

The mood of the room immediately darkened as if a sudden rain storm erupted unexpectedly on a warm summer day. Shubhangi smiled feeling uncomfortable as her cousin sister frowned and Ramesh shook his head. “Here we go” Shubhangi thought as she was ushered into the family kitchen. Shubhangi sat down as Ramesh poured her a glass of wine and retreated to the living room leaving them alone in the kitchen. Shubhangi’s cousin sister, Meera, sat to her left with Richa to her right. Shubhangi could feel the tension between them as well as see the icy stares that crossed her line of sight.

 

“Richa seems to have it in her head that she doesn’t need to go to college” Meera said, firing the first volley as she stared coldly at her daughter. Richa gritted her teeth and turned ugly in a smouldering rage that Shubhangi had not seen before. Clearly this was a long and ugly argument that was taking its toll on both mother and daughter and was not likely to be resolved any time soon. Shubhangi suddenly felt a great deal of sympathy for both of them. Clearly this had become a bitter battle. Richa had lost sight of the fact that her mother’s position was based on concern and love for her, and Meera couldn’t see that Richa was almost an adult and had many paths to choose from in front of her and couldn’t be forced down one simply because her mother deemed it best.

 

“That is NOT what I said…what I said was that…I wanted some time to explore my options …learn outside of college…before I committed to a decision that I might regret…but clearly you were not listening to me…you never do…” Richa growled through clenched teeth.

 

“I’m your mother…and I’ll not be talked to rudely in front of your aunt or anyone else…” Meera returned her cheeks glowing with anger.

 

Richa’s eyes narrowed to glowering slits that burned hatred for her mother. “Fuck you then…” she spat and got up from the table hurriedly exited from the room as tears began to well in her eyes. Meera sat stunned as if she’d been slapped in the face. Shubhangi could see the disbelief turn to hurt as her wide eyes began to glisten with tears. After Richa had left Meera broke down completely and wept. Shubhangi moved to Meera, held Meera against her as she cried. They sat like that for several minutes until she finally retreated from Shubhangi’s embrace and sat slumped at the table.

 

Suddenly and without warning Meera began a cathartic soliloquy that seemed to pour out of her. “I just don’t know how to talk sense to her…it’s like she doesn’t hear me at all…she thinks she is going to run off…and become a famous photographer without any training…I’m so afraid of what might happen to her…if she leaves and tries to make it on her own this young… you know how stubborn she is…I keep picturing her on the streets…hungry and tired…not willing to come home…I only want the best for her…and she acts like I hate her…I hate being the bitch in this scenario…but she HAS to go to college…she needs to learn what life is like… she is too young to be off trying to make it on her own without more education…I’m sorry you’d to see this…but you do see that I’m right don’t you?”

 

Meera sat staring at Shubhangi waiting for her answer. The seconds of silence between them seemed like hours, and Shubhangi remembered Meera’s own post adolescent time frame when she was as stubborn and rebellious as Richa. It suddenly occurred to Shubhangi that perhaps Meera was trying to shield her daughter from the pain she found at that age, but was only succeeding in driving a wedge between herself and Richa.

 

Shubhangi took a sip of wine as she carefully considered her response to Meera whom she loved dearly. “I’m not sure what’s right or wrong…but I know you love Richa…and want the best for her...” Shubhangi said testing the waters carefully.

 

“What the hell does that mean? Are you saying you think she should do this? Is that it? You can’t even know what you’re talking about…you don’t have kids…” Meera raged channelling her anger at Shubhangi and standing up aggressively.

 

“I didn’t say that Meera…so before you start putting words in my mouth…why don’t you sit down…remember what you were like at that age…remember I was there…I remember the fights between you and your mom…you thought you were so high and mighty…and knew everything as I recall…you even ran away at 18 to became an actress…you’re not perfect…and 18 is a bitch of an age for a girl…we at least ought to be able to agree on that…for God shake and Richa’s sake…get a hold of yourself…she’s basically a good kid…she’s confused about her future…scared…and she needs her mother…don’t confuse her childhood with yours…I’m not saying…she’s right…and I certainly don’t condone her disrespect of you…she needs a good kick in the ass…for what she said just now…but the bigger issue is why she said it…she is frustrated…needs you…she needs you Meera…she always will…I can see you two are so mad at each other…you can’t see how much you need each other…so get over your damn self…I bet right now Richa is upstairs crying…regretting the last ten minutes of her life…you two love each other…but what has gotten into both of you…I’ll never fucking figure out…” Shubhangi shouted back. 

 

They both stared glowering at each other in silence until tears began to form in both of their eyes. Shubhangi reached out to Meera and hugged her, Meera hugged her back hard breaking down into cathartic sobs. Shubhangi held Meera for a minute or two until they both were under more control and sat down at the table again in an unspoken mutual apology.

 

“Shubhangi…I’m sorry…it’s been a long few week with Richa…she’s so young…I’m so afraid for her…” Meera said with glistening eyes.

 

“She’s not that young anymore…she’s 18…desperately wanting to try to make it on her own… does she really not want to go to college…or is she really just trying to rebel from you and Ramesh?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“I honestly don’t know…we’ve not been talking as much as we’ve been screaming…” Meera replied honestly.

 

“Why don’t you let me talk to her.” Shubhangi suggested.

 

“Okay…but she’s not easy to talk to when she gets something in her head…she’s so damn stubborn…” Meera replied.

 

“Sounds familiar…” Shubhangi said with a smile, and for the first time since she arrived Meera grinned genuinely.

 

“I suppose so…” Meera said.

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Richa’s bedroom was at the end of the hall upstairs. Shubhangi climbed the carpeted stairway and followed the wide hall down to her door. She knocked gently and didn’t wait for a response before gently opening the door and saying “Hey kid it’s me…got a minute for your Aunt…”

 

Shubhangi peered into the room, Richa was sitting Indian style on her bed with a large pillow held in front of her. She was hugging it to her body and tears streaked her face.

 

“Hey kiddo…” Shubhangi said entering the room and closing the door behind her gently.

 

“Rough night?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“Yeah…you could say that…I’m sorry…I said that in front of you… but I just sorta snapped… she doesn’t understand at all…” Richa said as new tears formed on the corners of her eyes.

 

“Don’t worry about it kiddo…I’ve heard the F-word once or twice before…but I think it hurt your mom’s feelings…” Shubhangi smiled at Richa gently and sat on the edge of her bed.

 

“Well my feelings are hurt too…she’s being totally unreasonable…she doesn’t understand… what I want…it feels like she doesn’t care about what I want…this is my life… not hers…she seems to want to live it for me…I’m so tires of her bullshit…” Richa ranted and Shubhangi let her vent the frustration she was feeling until it was all out of her.

 

“Well I suppose no mother ever really understands…but believe me…your mother has been there…” Shubhangi said, Richa stared at Shubhangi with the unspoken question she’d put in front of Richa hanging like bait for a trap. Shubhangi waited in silence, their eyes locked, as Richa decided if she wanted to talk this out or just go on being mad. Eventually curiosity or reason got the best of her.

 

“What do you mean?” Richa asked tentatively.

 

“Well your mother was once your age…and your grandmother was a lot like your mother is now…” Shubhangi began.

 

“Oh…and I suppose I’m a lot like she was then right?” Richa spat at Shubhangi convinced she saw where Shubhangi was going.

 

“Oh…no…you’re a saint compared to what your mother was like…you’ve no idea the hell she put our family through…” Shubhangi said. Richa stared open mouthed at Shubhangi trying to wrap her mind around the fact that her mother could have ever done anything remotely interesting or “wrong”.

 

“Yeah right…what did she do when she was my age? Get a B on her report card?” Richa asked viciously.

 

“Well it was a little more serious than that…but if you want to go on being a spoiled smart ass …I can leave now…” Shubhangi said, her own temper flaring a bit.

 

“I’m sorry…I don’t mean to take it out on you…but it’s kind of hard to believe…that Mom was anything like me…when she was young…” Richa brooded for a minute and finally said.

 

“Well she wasn’t anything like you…really…she was a whole lot worse…she was headstrong …impossible to talk to…out of control…convinced she knew everything…and made a lot of bad choices…” Shubhangi said.

 

Richa stared at Shubhangi agape as she continued. “Your mother met a guy when she was your age…actually she was a year or two younger when they met…and the trouble started…he was a few years older than her…she was convinced they were in love…she almost failed out of her last year of high college…your grandmother tried to put a stop to it…but it only drove your mother farther away…when she was 18…she ran away with that guy…I saw your grandmother crying every night…I think your mother finally realized that she was in deep trouble…when the guy tried to sell her to a brothel…she ran away and was rescued by the security officer…we drove all day and finally got her home…she was too thin and had a distant look in her eyes…like someone who has seen some unspeakable things…I think that night she finally grew up a little …got out of life she was leading…she cleaned up…sobered up and got an education… eventually she met your father…and built a wonderful life for herself complete with a wonderful daughter...so you see Richa…if your mom gives you a little bit of hard time…or seems a little strict with you…it’s not because…she doesn’t understand…it’s because…she understands a little more than most people ever will…it’s up to you kid…but you may want to cut her some slack…” 

 

Richa looked at Shubhangi dumbfounded. It was like a mask was peeled off Richa’s face taking a layer of childhood innocence with it. It physically hurt Shubhangi to see Richa transformation of understanding, but sometimes understanding is the first step toward growing up as much as it sucks to watch.

 

Before Richa could ask Shubhangi a question there was a light knock at the door, Meera came into the room tentatively as if Richa might throw something at her at any moment. Meera looked at them sitting on the bed and said “Everything ok in here?”

 

Both Shubhangi and Richa nodded. “Just having girl chat.” Shubhangi said afraid of what Richa might reveal about what she’d just told her.

 

“Well I’m going to bed…just wanted to say goodnight…it’s been a long day…” Meera said beginning to retreat from the room not knowing what else to say, the tension she felt was palpable.

 

Shubhangi nudged Richa as Meera turned away from them and finally Richa spoke “Uh Mom …” she began.

 

Meera turned back to her daughter. “Yes Richa…”

 

“Um… I’m sorry for what I said to you downstairs…I didn’t mean it…I was angry and well I’m sorry...” Richa said. Meera stood there for a moment staring at her daughter. Richa fidgeted uncomfortably not knowing if her apology would result in another fight or if her mother would let her transgression go.

 

The answer was self-evident as tears welled in Meera’s eyes and she sobbed “I’m sorry too honey…I’m just scared for you…I only want the best for you…” Richa’s tears came back as well as the two moved together and hugged each other fiercely. Shubhangi slipped quietly from the room as she was beginning to feel like a voyeur of raw emotion. Shubhangi went to her room as mother and daughter found each other again and hopefully began to rebuild their relationship.

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That night Shubhangi talked to Shakti briefly on the phone before retiring. She was irritated, he technically had two more days to get her his fantasy, she would not be home before midnight on Sunday so he would miss the deadline. They spoke cordially about nothing and after giving him ample opportunity to reveal his fantasy to her, they hung up awkwardly. “Son of a Bitch” Shubhangi thought, she looked forward to getting his letter every day of this month and she was surprised at how disappointed she was. Shubhangi herself had fantasized a thousand things and was enjoying the torment her imagination was putting her through, knowing that it would all end by the end of the month. Now it appears she would be disappointed.

 

Shubhangi began to get ready for bed and suddenly realized she’d left her toiletry case at home in her haste to get on the road. “Fuck” she thought as she stood in the middle of the room in nothing but her panties. Her toiletry bag had her toothbrush and other toiletries that could easily be replaced, but not her clean underwear, socks, and her pyjamas. She quickly threw on her blouse, sans bra, and her work slacks that she’d worn on the trip and went in search of Meera.

 

Shubhangi knocked lightly at Meera’s door which was adjacent to her, Meera opened it a crack. Shubhangi immediately noticed the scent of jasmine and the soft glow of candlelight that backlit her silhouette, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize she’d interrupted a romantic moment between husband and wife. Shubhangi face went crimson and she stammered “Sorry… just wanted to know if you’d an extra toothbrush…I forgot mine…forget it…I’ll see you in the morning…”

 

Shubhangi started back down the hallway feeling like an ass. Meera followed Shubhangi pulling the door closed behind her. Meera was in a skimpy nightgown that left little to the imagination. Her breasts were full and her nipples were obviously erect through the sheer nightgown. Meera caught Shubhangi’s arm in her hand and said “Don’t worry about it…I’ve an extra toothbrush…”

 

Shubhangi followed Meera’s thong covered ass to the guest bathroom where she opened a cupboard and handed Shubhangi a toothbrush, soap, shampoo and other assorted toiletries. Meera was smiling at Shubhangi’s still red face.

 

“Hey…thanks for everything with Richa…it’s just that…me and Ramesh have not been doing so great in bed…since we started fighting with Richa…I think we were just making up…” Meera said.  

 

“Well I’m glad…you’ve something to make up to…now go back to your husband…and make up for an hour or two…” Shubhangi said grinning.

 

“I think I just might…me and Richa talked it out tonight for the first time in a while…I think we’re going to be okay even if we agree to disagree…” Meera said.

 

“Good…she’s a great kid…and you two are great parents…” Shubhangi replied.

 

“Thanks…sleep well…I won’t be for a while…” Meera said grinning right back at Shubhangi as Shubhangi watched Meera scamper down the hall to her bedroom and certain sex. Shubhangi went back to her room feeling very happy that she’d done a good thing for Meera and Richa tonight, but also a little lonely knowing that she didn’t have the option to get laid that Meera did. Shubhangi sighed and realized that in her embarrassment she’d forgot to tell Meera about her wardrobe problem. There was no way in hell Shubhangi was going to interrupt Meera again so she sighed, stripped naked and climbed into the queen-sized bed. Shubhangi lay in the dark awhile listening to the sound of the silence that she’s not used to in Chicago. Slowly another sound began to invade her peacefulness. Shubhangi froze not breathing as the grunts of sex invaded her room. “Oh shit” Shubhangi thought giggling to herself as she listened to her cousin sister and her husband’s urgent pants.

 

“Mmm…yes…Mmm…yeah…like that baby…” Meera moaned louder now obviously not realizing the guest room was an echo chamber for their lust.

 

“Take my cock…take it all baby…” Shubhangi heard Ramesh’s lust filled voice.

 

Shubhangi found herself listening harder despite knowing it was wrong and her mind flashed immediately on her voyeuristic moment with her neighbour. Unconsciously she found her hand on her own pussy, gently massaging herself as she listened to them.

 

SMACK. Shubhangi shuddered at the force of the sound of what she assumed was Ramesh’s hand on Meera’s ass, followed by “Yes…spank me baby…”

 

Shubhangi own fingers worked her pussy, she was wet and couldn’t deny that masturbating to the sound of Meera getting fucked was totally making her hot.

 

SMACK. Harder this time, Shubhangi could hear Meera cry out her pleasure and pain. Shubhangi imagined the bright red hand print on her tight buttocks as Ramesh buried himself in her doggie style. “Uh my GOD…” Meera cried as orgasm racked her body, Shubhangi’s own fingers working back and forth across her swollen clit in a blinding fury of lust.

 

“Yes…” Shubhangi heard Ramesh echo his wife. Shubhangi imagined his balls contracting as he squirted in Meera’s pussy that was throbbing with orgasm. Shubhangi own pussy contracted squeezing her index finger that was buried inside her burning cunt. Shubhangi bit her lip to avoid crying out her own passion and betraying her secretive orgasm and a river of womanly juice squirted from her burning sex coating her thighs. Shubhangi’s head swam in post orgasmic bliss as the sounds of Meera and Ramesh resolved themselves to soft moans and then whispers that eventually were lost in sleep. Shubhangi was brought back sharply awake as she realized the mess, she’d made on herself. She silently stood up and turned on the bedside lamp. Shubhangi’s thighs were lightly glazed with the evidence of her masturbation. She needed a towel. Nervousness hit her like a teenager caught smoking. Shubhangi silently crept to the bathroom across the hall.

 

Shubhangi was completely conscious of her own nudity and listened tentatively for any sound. She locked the bathroom door and flicked on the light, she slowly turned on the faucet as quietly as possible and used a wash cloth to clean herself up. Shubhangi found the towel Meera had laid out for her and wrapped it around herself. She turned off the light and slowly opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Shubhangi was blind after the bright lights of the bathroom and she began her quick dash across the hall to her bedroom when she collided with Richa who was standing just outside the door apparently waiting for Shubhangi to finish.

 

Richa tried to catch Shubhangi and succeeded only in de-towelling her as Shubhangi tripped over her leg and sprawled into the hallway. Richa turned on the light just as Shubhangi turned toward the bathroom. “Aunt Shu…are you…” Richa words died at the sight of her aunt laying naked in her hallway.

 

Shubhangi stood up quickly taking the towel from Richa and wrapping it around her. “I’m fine…” Shubhangi said her face burning for the second time in as many hours.

 

“What in the hell were you doing?” Richa asked trying hard not to laugh. Shubhangi took Richa by the hand and led Richa into her bedroom afraid Richa would wake up her parents. Richa sat in the chair across the room and crossed her legs and leaned back looking at Shubhangi with an amused look.

 

“I forgot my bag back at home…didn’t have any PJ’s… so I decided not to bother your mom until morning…I’d to use the bathroom…so I ran across the hall naked…I thought everyone was asleep...” Shubhangi blurted out.

 

“Well you’re lucky it was me…not Dad who caught you…he would have a heart attack…” Richa said laughing at Shubhangi.

 

“Well I don’t feel really lucky right now…what are you doing up anyway?” Shubhangi said also beginning to see the humour of her situation.

 

“Well if you must know…I got woken up by the sex-fest going on next door…you couldn’t have missed that…so before I threw up at the thought of it…I decided to go down and get a soda…and use the bathroom…I think they are done.” Richa said laughing harder still.

 

“Yeah…your parents might want to invest in thicker walls…” Shubhangi said.

 

“Totally…” Richa replied honestly.

 

“So how did it go tonight with your mom?” Shubhangi asked happy to steer the conversation toward safer waters.

 

“Okay…we’re going to talk tomorrow…I think she is coming around…do you mind if I ask you something…and if you want to say no, it’s fine…no pressure okay?” Richa said.

 

“Sure kid…what is it?” Shubhangi asked curious but also apprehensive.

 

“If mom does come around would it be alright if I stayed with you for a while if I can find a job in Chicago?” Richa asked while nervously biting her bottom lip.

 

Shubhangi took a deep breath and thought about it for a minute before answering. “Well first your mom would have to be 100% okay with the idea…you and I would have to come to some understandings of ground rules…you would have to have a job…not just be coming in the city to leave here…but if all of that was true…then yes it’s a possibility…”

 

Richa turned absolutely radiant with joy. Her smile lit up the dim room and the happiness was overflowing. She ran to Shubhangi and hugged her hard saying “Thank you so much…it’s going to be so great…” Richa continued to hug Shubhangi, Shubhangi prayed she was not overstepping her bounds.

 

“Hold on young lady…you don’t have a job yet…as I recall you still had some fence mending to do with your mother…” Shubhangi began.

 

Richa separated from Shubhangi still grinning, not with happiness, but with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. “Well actually…I sent my portfolio off to an agency last month…they offered me an internship as an assistant photographer…for the summer with the possibility of a job afterwards…” Richa said pulling a letter that was tucked in her pocket.

 

Sure, enough Richa had been accepted into a work study program in Chicago for photography. “Damn she is sneaky” Shubhangi thought feeling like the world’s biggest idiot for being manipulated so easily. Not that Shubhangi would mind if Richa came, but Shubhangi was worried that Meera might not quite be ready for this.

 

“And your mother?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“Well we talked tonight…she did say that if I was lucky enough to get a job in Chicago…could talk you into looking out for me…that she would consider it…” Richa said grinning like the devil.

 

“And you failed to mention that you already had a job lined up huh…” Shubhangi said sarcastically, but also impressed at Richa’s ability to pursue what she wanted.

 

“Well you only once told me to solve a problem take it one step at a time…I didn’t figure she could swallow the whole pie at once…so I figured…I better feed it to her in bite sized pieces…” Richa replied.

 

“Well I just hope you’re as good at photography as you’re at being sneaky…” Shubhangi said and meant it.

 

Richa looked hurt for a minute but then resolve hardened her face and she replied “I’m better at photography…”

 

“Very well young lady…when do you join me in Chicago?” Shubhangi asked.

 

Richa face brightened again, and she replied “Next month.” Richa turned to leave the bedroom and looked back once at Shubhangi still clutching the towel and smiled as she asked “Do you walk around naked at your house too?” And then she was gone in a fit of giggles.

 

“Not anymore…” Shubhangi thought.