02-04-2023, 07:55 PM
Now what happened?
Initially after marriage we made love every night and I was very satisfied with my wife. But due to my job, I had to travel many countries sometimes for 8-10 months, initially I called her several times a day and then slowly my calling decreased. I met many girls in other countries who satisfied me in bed in ways I cannot imagine with my wife. And I used to think I made a mistake marring her.
After 4 years of marriage, it was quite banal and there was nothing left between us.
One day my chachaji came to live with us. He said he wanted a change from village life and thus he came to live with us. We were very happy that we had someone new to talk to. Shweta became friends with chachaji very soon. He used to tell her stories from village and she loved to talk. One day while playing I broke my leg and was on bed rest for 6 months. Both were worried and took excellent care of me.
I started working from home after a week and things became normal again. I just used to sit on bed and work on my laptop. I loved my wife now because she was taking good care of me but I was not feeling sex for her. Sometimes she tried to take advances towards sex by taking my dick out from my shorts and kissing it but I felt irritated and even slap her once for doing this.
We used to fight continuously over this repulsion of sex from my side. I even told her-I don’t mind if she sleeps with someone for sex. But I love her. It’s a complicated relationship.
Things changed when one day while having dinner. We used to take our dinner on floor. My wife was in black skirt and a loose top that day. We were sitting in a triangular position around the food. I was on the bed and chachaji and Shweta were on floor. While serving food to me she stood on her knees and put one foot on the bed to serve food to me. But she was serving lust to someone. Because of her awkward position she was showing more than enough of her juicy thighs and some underwear. I saw chachaji was looking right at her milky thighs, I knew that because the skirt was short and the position he could get a glimpse of her black panty. I felt uncomfortable. I asked Shweta to sit and eat. After a while chachaji said he is not comfortable there and wants to sit on bed. I knew his intentions, from bed he could get a good view at my wife’s boobs. He came on bed. Shweta was wearing a ganji. Chachaji got a elevated position and had a good stare at her black bra from the loose top. He must have bangd her a millions times in one look. Because of the loose top her bra strap was coming becoming visible and chachaji was enjoying the view of nice round big soft milky boobs. I signaled Shweta to adjust the strap but that worked like Viagra for him , the moment she took the bra strap in her fingers and adjusted chachaji rubbed his dick vigorously underneath the plate in which he was eating. He said- Shweta aaj teri roti kitni garam hai aur kitni moti bhi. I also got hard on hearing that.
Things did not stop here, actually this was the start, chachaji now talk much more to Shweta and since I was in bedroom all the time they talk in living room intentionally. Chachaji was trying to get close to her. Shweta told me that chachaji knows to read palms and I knew that he must be rubbing her hands really nice to get a hard on.
Once Shweta went on a business trip and chachaji went to village to see crops, I fitted cameras in every corner of my house to see the adventures of chachaji. By this time I think I like the way things were going. I wanted chachaji to enjoy my wife.
Chachaji came 2 days before Shweta and one night he was enjoying drinks and I became emotional and started almost crying. He said I should have a drink to calm down and he gave me a light drink. I drank it, then another I drank that too. Now I started playing the words I already scripted.
Initially after marriage we made love every night and I was very satisfied with my wife. But due to my job, I had to travel many countries sometimes for 8-10 months, initially I called her several times a day and then slowly my calling decreased. I met many girls in other countries who satisfied me in bed in ways I cannot imagine with my wife. And I used to think I made a mistake marring her.
After 4 years of marriage, it was quite banal and there was nothing left between us.
One day my chachaji came to live with us. He said he wanted a change from village life and thus he came to live with us. We were very happy that we had someone new to talk to. Shweta became friends with chachaji very soon. He used to tell her stories from village and she loved to talk. One day while playing I broke my leg and was on bed rest for 6 months. Both were worried and took excellent care of me.
I started working from home after a week and things became normal again. I just used to sit on bed and work on my laptop. I loved my wife now because she was taking good care of me but I was not feeling sex for her. Sometimes she tried to take advances towards sex by taking my dick out from my shorts and kissing it but I felt irritated and even slap her once for doing this.
We used to fight continuously over this repulsion of sex from my side. I even told her-I don’t mind if she sleeps with someone for sex. But I love her. It’s a complicated relationship.
Things changed when one day while having dinner. We used to take our dinner on floor. My wife was in black skirt and a loose top that day. We were sitting in a triangular position around the food. I was on the bed and chachaji and Shweta were on floor. While serving food to me she stood on her knees and put one foot on the bed to serve food to me. But she was serving lust to someone. Because of her awkward position she was showing more than enough of her juicy thighs and some underwear. I saw chachaji was looking right at her milky thighs, I knew that because the skirt was short and the position he could get a glimpse of her black panty. I felt uncomfortable. I asked Shweta to sit and eat. After a while chachaji said he is not comfortable there and wants to sit on bed. I knew his intentions, from bed he could get a good view at my wife’s boobs. He came on bed. Shweta was wearing a ganji. Chachaji got a elevated position and had a good stare at her black bra from the loose top. He must have bangd her a millions times in one look. Because of the loose top her bra strap was coming becoming visible and chachaji was enjoying the view of nice round big soft milky boobs. I signaled Shweta to adjust the strap but that worked like Viagra for him , the moment she took the bra strap in her fingers and adjusted chachaji rubbed his dick vigorously underneath the plate in which he was eating. He said- Shweta aaj teri roti kitni garam hai aur kitni moti bhi. I also got hard on hearing that.
Things did not stop here, actually this was the start, chachaji now talk much more to Shweta and since I was in bedroom all the time they talk in living room intentionally. Chachaji was trying to get close to her. Shweta told me that chachaji knows to read palms and I knew that he must be rubbing her hands really nice to get a hard on.
Once Shweta went on a business trip and chachaji went to village to see crops, I fitted cameras in every corner of my house to see the adventures of chachaji. By this time I think I like the way things were going. I wanted chachaji to enjoy my wife.
Chachaji came 2 days before Shweta and one night he was enjoying drinks and I became emotional and started almost crying. He said I should have a drink to calm down and he gave me a light drink. I drank it, then another I drank that too. Now I started playing the words I already scripted.
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