Adultery I want to fuck your wife again!!!

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Common Beginning - Pictural Version

My wife Shazia (32) and me (35) were married for 12 years and we have 2 children. We married at a very young age. Shazia was very beautiful and had many proposals. She was still finishing her college at that time in Calicut. I was working in a software company. After finishing her studies, Shazia moved in with me in Bangalore. She finally got a job at a call center near to my company. Our first few years of marriage was okay with regular sex and excitement. Since both of us were working in MNC’s our lifestyle was adapted to it. Living in Bangalore, she wore western dresses, sarees, and salwars. Depending on the places we visited, she rarely wore burqa. I also never insisted on her dressing because I was well aware of the corporate world. My wife and I had a very casual relationship with good understanding. We shared every experience that we had in our office. Although she did have some flirting experiences in office, she never allowed things to progress any further. I also gave her the liberty of going to company parties and being social. Both of us also drank in such social gathering but with limitations. Apart from these, when at home and when we were with family, Shazia was modest and homely type. During all these years, although we had sex, it was more like a routine and not truly enjoyable. Our kids were always with us and we were busy with our work life. Whenever we planned a trip, we went as a family always. Thus, our intimacy was restricted to our short time spent in bedroom.
At the age of 32 and having 2 kids, Shazia still maintained a sexy figure. Whenever we used to go out, Shazia drew attention from men and shopkeepers. Initially, I used to get upset, but later, I found it common and ignored it. I also started to tease her on such occasions and things turned out to be fun between us at times. Once after we had sex one night, Shazia told me that her parents had called her and were asking if we can leave our children with them for some days during holidays. I did not agree to it at first. Then, I thought it will give us some privacy as well. We thought it would be a good idea to go on a trip leaving children with her parents since Shazia and me actually never went on  trip for long as a couple. She was happy with the plan as both of us also had plenty of leaves available at office. The next day, after we returned from work, Shazia and I searched for some places to visit. On the list of places to visit was Goa. I had already visited Goa a couple of times with friends, but Shazia had never visited Goa and was curious and showed interest in going to Goa. We finalized and booked our train tickets such that we leave on Friday night, reach there on Saturday afternoon, stay for a week and return by next Sunday. We kept this plan to ourselves and did not tell this to our family. We had 3 weeks left for the journey. We applied leaves for that 1 week and started preparing for the journey. I booked a 1 BHK independent villa with a pool in Arambol for our stay.

On the day before journey, we left our children with Shazia’s parents. We started our journey on Friday evening taking the metro to Majestic. 



We boarded our train, and as planned, we reached Madgaon on Saturday afternoon. We had lunch and took a taxi to our villa in Agonda. I called the owner of the apartment and he sent the caretaker of the villa to receive us and show us the place. Shazia was excited and liked the place. The villa was clean overall with all the amenities in it that we needed for a comfortable stay. The caretaker left to his outhouse room giving me his number to call if needed. After the caretaker left, Shazia began unpacking her suitcase saying that she was stinking with the train journey and wanted to take bath first. I took the water bottles that we had to keep it in refrigerator. When going back to our bedroom, I thought I will go see the terrace. I climbed the stairs and reached the 1st floor. I saw 2 doors, one was open to the terrace with a small pool, while the other was locked.  I called the caretaker and asked about it. He said to me that it is another room where 2 foreign guests are already staying. I got upset because I searched for an independent villa that would be exclusively for us. I immediately called the owner and we had an argument. Finally, the owner was ready to refund the advance amount that I paid and asked us to vacate if we did not want to stay there.

I sat on my bed and started searching for other accommodations in the area on my mobile. Shazia came out after her bath and asked me why I was upset. I discussed it with Shazia but she seemed okay to share the villa with other guests. She said she liked the place and we still have our privacy since the other room is in first floor.  Finding no other accommodation, I too agreed with Shazia that it would be better we just stayed here. I had a quick bath and we got ready to go to the beach. I then planned to take her to some shops around, have dinner and return to our villa.

Shazia and I spent the evening on the beach. She had worn a green saree with sleeveless blouse. The humidity and wind were making the saree stick to her body and show her curves. 







There were very less people in that beach and we walked on the beach together. The waves sometimes used to reach up to our feet and Shazia used to playfully run away from it. 





After it became dark, we walked to the streets nearby. The place had very limited Indian tourists and most of them were in Western dresses like bikini and swimsuits. Shazia was looking different in the area wearing a saree. We had dinner at a small restaurant. While returning to our villa, we passed near a beach shack. I asked Shazia if she wanted to drink. Since we are on a holiday mood and we had our privacy, Shazia agreed. I bought few vodkas and rum. We reached the villa at around 10 PM. No one else was seen in the villa. We were not sure if those other guests were in the room or not. We locked the main door since the other guests had their own main door key as well. We took all that we needed from the kitchen and locked ourselves in our bedroom. We put on some songs on TV. We sat drinking and chatting. At that time, Shazia asked if she can try wearing bikini or swimsuits here at beach since all others were wearing it. She said it as looking odd for her to be in saree. She regretted that she had not brought her jeans or any other western clothing, except for one party dress. I did not see a problem in it as far as she was comfortable, and so, I agreed. We decided to buy some bikini and swimsuits from the stores around. Shazia was happy. We had sex and slept that night.

During the night, I noticed there was no water in bathroom. I cursed the owner for putting us in such discomforts. The next morning, I got out of the room to check with the caretaker on the water supply. I saw that the caretaker was already in the entrance talking with 2 foreigner guys. I complained to the caretaker that there was no water and expressed displeasure staying there. The 2 guys appeared to also be complaining about the same thing. The caretaker was explaining to us about some motor issue. We scolded him and asked him to rectify it or refund the amount. The caretaker apologized to us and asked for some time to rectify it. When he left, I introduced myself to those 2 guys. They then introduced themselves as Mark and Robert. They were from France and were here for learning Yoga. They said that their classes were to start next weekend in Mysore and that they will be leaving on Wednesday afternoon. I told them that I stay in Bangalore which was closer to Mysore. Our friendliness started as we discussed about the places to see and their tourism experiences. After an introductory chat, we said bye and returned to our rooms. Shazia was still sleeping. I checked that the water supply was restored.

Shazia and me had breakfast and got ready. Shazia wore a printed saree. We thought to spend some morning time on beach and then go for shopping.