22-06-2023, 03:35 AM
Strangely, instead of getting angry at the Coach for hugging my wife, feeling my wife up nicely, and smooching my wife’s lips, I started feeling horny and excited. By the time my wife and my son Ravi had left the place, I took my car and reached home. The moment my eldest son Ravi saw me at home, he came towards me and hugged me, “Dad, I am gonna play for the State Team and after that I am gonna play for India..!” as he exclaimed, “My God… I am so proud of you, Son,” I exclaimed. As I looked at my wife, she was looking upset, “hey, our son is going to play for the State team and you are looking upset?” I said looked at my wife. “Yeah, Dad, I don’t know what happened, she has been upset and did not speak a word to me,” as my elder son exclaimed, my second son began coming out of the house, “Your elder Brother is going to play for the State Team,” as my elder son exclaimed out of happiness and began hugging my second son and began jumping out of happiness. As my wife was still looking upset, “what happened, baby? Look how happy our boys are, come on cheer up,” as I exclaimed, “Ram, I need to take a shower,” she said and went inside.
That night, my wife could not sleep properly, she was cursing herself for letting the Coach hug her, feel her up nicely and smooch her lips. As I was pretending to be in deep sleep, she took her phone and went to the Bathroom and began talking to her sister who was in Canada. As I tiptoed and went near the Bathroom to overhear her conversation, “yeah, Divya, he was hugging me tight and was feeling me up nicely. Since I was happy, I was trying as hard as I could to ignore his hands, but he kept on feeling up my ass cheeks,” as my wife was saying, “Janaki, you are making me feel horny,” her sister said. Since it was midnight and there was pindrop silence, I could clearly hear her sister’s voice over the phone. “If he was feeling up your ass cheeks, he must have definitely gotten turned on, Janaki,” as her sister said, “how could he grab my ass cheeks, shouldn’t he have manners?” my wife exclaimed. “You can’t blame him fully, Janaki. Why did you hug him back in the first place, you should have refused the hug,” as my wife’s sister said, “I was happy that my son won, Divya, when he hugged me out of happiness, in a flow I hugged him back, Divya,” my wife said. “See, he must have thought you like him the way he likes you and got carried away,” as her sister said, “but how could he grab my ass cheeks?” my wife exclaimed. “Janaki, that’s what I am saying, when you hugged him back he must have got carried away and got turned on and began feeling up your ass cheeks. Did you try to take his hands off your ass cheeks, Janaki?” as her sister asked, “no, Divya,” my wife said. “See, he must have thought you were enjoying yourself and continued feeling up your ass cheeks,” as her sister was saying, “not just my ass cheeks, he held my waist, brushed his hands all over the side of my boobs and grabbed me by my underarms,” my wife said. “My God, how were you controlling yourself Janaki, if I was in your place I would have wet my panties already. Wait.. Did you wet your panties when he was feeling you up, Janaki?” her sister asked. “Only after I came home I realized I had wet my Panties, Divya,” as my wife was saying, “it means you were enjoying yourself as well, Janaki,” my wife’s sister said. “Come on, Diyva..!” as my wife exclaimed, “what do you mean come on, Divya? Only if you were enjoying yourself would your panties get wet. While he was hugging you, feeling up your ass cheeks, held your waist, brushed your boobs on the sides and grabbing you by your underarms, your body must have reacted to a new man’s touch and got your pussy wet for him, it's completely natural,” as my wife’s sister was saying, “hmmmmm…” my wife was agreeing to what her sister was saying, meaning my wife was enjoying herself as well. When Mr. Swaminathan, one the State Hockey Team selectors, promised that he was going to convince other selectors to include my son in the State Team, the Coach got excited and began lifting me and circling me around. The moment he dropped me down, he grabbed my ass cheeks again and began kissing my lips, I pushed him off and slapped him and left the place, Divya,” my wife said. “How long did he kiss your lips?” as my wife’s sister asked, “for a good 3 to 5 seconds, Divya,” my wife said. “Did you kiss his lips back, Janaki? I mean, how did you feel when a new man’s lips kissed your lips?” as my wife’s sister asked, “I was in shock and pushed him off and slapped him. He has texted a zillion sorries on my WhatsApp,” my wife said. “Did you accept his apology?” as my wife’s sister asked, “not yet,” my wife said. “Do it right away, he must have felt guilty after kissing your lips and probably is sleepless like you,” my wife’s sister said. “But still, how can he kiss my lips, Divya? I am somebody else’s wife,” as my wife was saying, “so? He could be somebody else’s Husband as well,” my wife’s sister said. “He is unmarried,” my wife said. “Look, what I am trying to say is kissing is not a big deal, and you have created a scene. If I was in your position, I would have kissed his lips back and moved on,” my wife’s sister said. “And moved on?! What if he continues kissing you daily? Would you continue kissing his lips back?” as my wife exclaimed, “mmmmm….depends,” my wife’s sister exclaimed. “Depends on what?” as my wife asked, “depends . “ “He kissed me right in front of Mr. Swaminathan, Divya, that’s why I slapped him,” as my wife said, “I understand, darling, if you had kiss his lips back, what would Mr. Swaminathan thought about you,” as my wife’s sister was saying, “exactly,” my wife said. “If he had hots for you he should have kissed your lips in private, Janaki. That’s okay, he is apologizing to you now, accept his apology, only then you will go to sleep and he will go to sleep as well. Not just that, if you don’t accept his apology it is affect your son’s Match Practice as well,” as my wife’s sister said, “you are right, Divya, let me accept his apology right away,” as my wife said and hung on the call, I quickly went and slept on the bed and pretended to be in sound sleep.
As my wife came out of the bathroom, she slept next to me and began texting the Coach. When she opened up her WhatsApp, there were like thousands of sorry messages from the Coach and as she kept scrolling, “Sorry for kissing your lips, Janaki, I got carried away. Please accept my apology,” as the Coach had texted, “Apology Accepted,” my wife replied. “Thank you so much Janaki, and hey why are you still awake. You are supposed to be sleeping next to your husband right?” as the coach texted, “I am,” my wife texted back. “Your husband is the luckiest man in the world, Janaki. I am so jealous of him. I am so jealous of him because he is married to one of the most Beautiful women in the world,” as the coach texted, my wife was licking her lips and was wondering what to respond, and at the same time was blushing. As she was typing, “thank you,” and was about to hit send, “I wish I saw you first, Janaki. I would have fought anything in life or anyone in life and married you and made you my wife, and would have been there in your bed instead of your husband, admiring your beauty,” as the coach texted, my wife deleted the “thank you” she was about to send and sent him a smiling smiley. Clearly she was liking the way he was crazy about her. “Just watching your sleep itself is enough for me, Janaki,” as the coach texted, she replied to him with another smiling smiley. “I wish I was there to watch you sleep, Janaki, just watching you sleep, nothing else,” as the coach texted, “nothing else?” my wife replied, licking her lips. “Yeah, like what I did in the morning, hugged you enjoying the feel of your boobs crushing against my chest, grabbed your beautiful ass cheeks, feeling up your ass cheeks along with your saree, petticoat, and your Panties,” as he texted, my wife started feeling horny and began licking her lips and began closing her eyes began rubbing her thighs against each other. As she looked at me to check if I was awake and I was pretending to be deep sleep, she began holding the phone in right hand and began lifting her White Nighty well about her waist and her left hand went right over her pussy and began touching herself. Since it was bedtime, she did not wear her Bra and Panties inside, just the thin White Nightie. Gently playing with her pussy and licking her lips, as she looked at her phone, “are you there, Janaki?” as the coach Texted, “Yes,” my wife replied. “Thank God, you replied, Janaki. Thought you got angry once again after I openly told you that in the morning I enjoyed hugging your and feeling your boobs crushing against my chest and also openly told you that I was enjoying every bit of grabbing your beautiful ass cheeks and feeling them up nicely along with your Saree, Petticoat, and your Panties,” as the coach texted, my wife texted a smiling smiley, and began gently playing with her pussy. That Smiling Smiley reply for telling her how he enjoyed feeling my wife up nicely must have given him a green signal to talk dirty about her and he immediately texted, “just loved the feel of your waist, Janaki, and when I brought my hands up and brushed the sides of your boobs, I was so tempted to play with your boobs but I somehow controlled myself and took my hands towards your underarms and grabbed you by your wet underarms over your wet Blouse, Janaki. But when I lifted you and circled you around, and dropped you down, my hands and kissed your navel, I lost control, Janaki. That’s when I dropped your down and grabbed you by you ass and pulled you towards me and feeling up your ass along with your Saree, Petticoat, and your Panties nicely and began kissing your lips, enjoying the taste of your lips and your tasty saliva, totally ignoring Mr. Swaminathan,” as the Coach texted, my wife, reading his text continued fingering her pussy and I could clear her the sound of her juices of her wet pussy being fingered by her. “I am sorry that I did that to you, Janaki,” as he texted, “hey, it's okay, Swaroop,” my wife replied. “Your lips tasted so yummy, Janaki, wonder how yummier other lips would taste,” as he texted, “mmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm,” my wife started moaning, biting her lips controlling herself from moaning louder so that she won’t wake me up. “What do you mean by my other lips, Swaroop?” as she texted, “mmmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmm,” and continued moaning, and the moment he texted, “your Pussy lips, Janaki. I am sure your pussy lips are gonna taste yummier, if I get a chance to see your pussy lips, kiss your pussy lips, lick your pussy lips, put my tongue inside your pussy and taste all your juices inside your pussy, Janaki,” as the coach texted, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my wife moaned and began cumming all over my fingers and immediately texted, “that’s enough, see you tomorrow, Bye ?,” with a heart smiley at the end. The very next moment he replied to her with a ? heart Smiley, and my wife smiled and went to bed.
That night, my wife could not sleep properly, she was cursing herself for letting the Coach hug her, feel her up nicely and smooch her lips. As I was pretending to be in deep sleep, she took her phone and went to the Bathroom and began talking to her sister who was in Canada. As I tiptoed and went near the Bathroom to overhear her conversation, “yeah, Divya, he was hugging me tight and was feeling me up nicely. Since I was happy, I was trying as hard as I could to ignore his hands, but he kept on feeling up my ass cheeks,” as my wife was saying, “Janaki, you are making me feel horny,” her sister said. Since it was midnight and there was pindrop silence, I could clearly hear her sister’s voice over the phone. “If he was feeling up your ass cheeks, he must have definitely gotten turned on, Janaki,” as her sister said, “how could he grab my ass cheeks, shouldn’t he have manners?” my wife exclaimed. “You can’t blame him fully, Janaki. Why did you hug him back in the first place, you should have refused the hug,” as my wife’s sister said, “I was happy that my son won, Divya, when he hugged me out of happiness, in a flow I hugged him back, Divya,” my wife said. “See, he must have thought you like him the way he likes you and got carried away,” as her sister said, “but how could he grab my ass cheeks?” my wife exclaimed. “Janaki, that’s what I am saying, when you hugged him back he must have got carried away and got turned on and began feeling up your ass cheeks. Did you try to take his hands off your ass cheeks, Janaki?” as her sister asked, “no, Divya,” my wife said. “See, he must have thought you were enjoying yourself and continued feeling up your ass cheeks,” as her sister was saying, “not just my ass cheeks, he held my waist, brushed his hands all over the side of my boobs and grabbed me by my underarms,” my wife said. “My God, how were you controlling yourself Janaki, if I was in your place I would have wet my panties already. Wait.. Did you wet your panties when he was feeling you up, Janaki?” her sister asked. “Only after I came home I realized I had wet my Panties, Divya,” as my wife was saying, “it means you were enjoying yourself as well, Janaki,” my wife’s sister said. “Come on, Diyva..!” as my wife exclaimed, “what do you mean come on, Divya? Only if you were enjoying yourself would your panties get wet. While he was hugging you, feeling up your ass cheeks, held your waist, brushed your boobs on the sides and grabbing you by your underarms, your body must have reacted to a new man’s touch and got your pussy wet for him, it's completely natural,” as my wife’s sister was saying, “hmmmmm…” my wife was agreeing to what her sister was saying, meaning my wife was enjoying herself as well. When Mr. Swaminathan, one the State Hockey Team selectors, promised that he was going to convince other selectors to include my son in the State Team, the Coach got excited and began lifting me and circling me around. The moment he dropped me down, he grabbed my ass cheeks again and began kissing my lips, I pushed him off and slapped him and left the place, Divya,” my wife said. “How long did he kiss your lips?” as my wife’s sister asked, “for a good 3 to 5 seconds, Divya,” my wife said. “Did you kiss his lips back, Janaki? I mean, how did you feel when a new man’s lips kissed your lips?” as my wife’s sister asked, “I was in shock and pushed him off and slapped him. He has texted a zillion sorries on my WhatsApp,” my wife said. “Did you accept his apology?” as my wife’s sister asked, “not yet,” my wife said. “Do it right away, he must have felt guilty after kissing your lips and probably is sleepless like you,” my wife’s sister said. “But still, how can he kiss my lips, Divya? I am somebody else’s wife,” as my wife was saying, “so? He could be somebody else’s Husband as well,” my wife’s sister said. “He is unmarried,” my wife said. “Look, what I am trying to say is kissing is not a big deal, and you have created a scene. If I was in your position, I would have kissed his lips back and moved on,” my wife’s sister said. “And moved on?! What if he continues kissing you daily? Would you continue kissing his lips back?” as my wife exclaimed, “mmmmm….depends,” my wife’s sister exclaimed. “Depends on what?” as my wife asked, “depends . “ “He kissed me right in front of Mr. Swaminathan, Divya, that’s why I slapped him,” as my wife said, “I understand, darling, if you had kiss his lips back, what would Mr. Swaminathan thought about you,” as my wife’s sister was saying, “exactly,” my wife said. “If he had hots for you he should have kissed your lips in private, Janaki. That’s okay, he is apologizing to you now, accept his apology, only then you will go to sleep and he will go to sleep as well. Not just that, if you don’t accept his apology it is affect your son’s Match Practice as well,” as my wife’s sister said, “you are right, Divya, let me accept his apology right away,” as my wife said and hung on the call, I quickly went and slept on the bed and pretended to be in sound sleep.
As my wife came out of the bathroom, she slept next to me and began texting the Coach. When she opened up her WhatsApp, there were like thousands of sorry messages from the Coach and as she kept scrolling, “Sorry for kissing your lips, Janaki, I got carried away. Please accept my apology,” as the Coach had texted, “Apology Accepted,” my wife replied. “Thank you so much Janaki, and hey why are you still awake. You are supposed to be sleeping next to your husband right?” as the coach texted, “I am,” my wife texted back. “Your husband is the luckiest man in the world, Janaki. I am so jealous of him. I am so jealous of him because he is married to one of the most Beautiful women in the world,” as the coach texted, my wife was licking her lips and was wondering what to respond, and at the same time was blushing. As she was typing, “thank you,” and was about to hit send, “I wish I saw you first, Janaki. I would have fought anything in life or anyone in life and married you and made you my wife, and would have been there in your bed instead of your husband, admiring your beauty,” as the coach texted, my wife deleted the “thank you” she was about to send and sent him a smiling smiley. Clearly she was liking the way he was crazy about her. “Just watching your sleep itself is enough for me, Janaki,” as the coach texted, she replied to him with another smiling smiley. “I wish I was there to watch you sleep, Janaki, just watching you sleep, nothing else,” as the coach texted, “nothing else?” my wife replied, licking her lips. “Yeah, like what I did in the morning, hugged you enjoying the feel of your boobs crushing against my chest, grabbed your beautiful ass cheeks, feeling up your ass cheeks along with your saree, petticoat, and your Panties,” as he texted, my wife started feeling horny and began licking her lips and began closing her eyes began rubbing her thighs against each other. As she looked at me to check if I was awake and I was pretending to be deep sleep, she began holding the phone in right hand and began lifting her White Nighty well about her waist and her left hand went right over her pussy and began touching herself. Since it was bedtime, she did not wear her Bra and Panties inside, just the thin White Nightie. Gently playing with her pussy and licking her lips, as she looked at her phone, “are you there, Janaki?” as the coach Texted, “Yes,” my wife replied. “Thank God, you replied, Janaki. Thought you got angry once again after I openly told you that in the morning I enjoyed hugging your and feeling your boobs crushing against my chest and also openly told you that I was enjoying every bit of grabbing your beautiful ass cheeks and feeling them up nicely along with your Saree, Petticoat, and your Panties,” as the coach texted, my wife texted a smiling smiley, and began gently playing with her pussy. That Smiling Smiley reply for telling her how he enjoyed feeling my wife up nicely must have given him a green signal to talk dirty about her and he immediately texted, “just loved the feel of your waist, Janaki, and when I brought my hands up and brushed the sides of your boobs, I was so tempted to play with your boobs but I somehow controlled myself and took my hands towards your underarms and grabbed you by your wet underarms over your wet Blouse, Janaki. But when I lifted you and circled you around, and dropped you down, my hands and kissed your navel, I lost control, Janaki. That’s when I dropped your down and grabbed you by you ass and pulled you towards me and feeling up your ass along with your Saree, Petticoat, and your Panties nicely and began kissing your lips, enjoying the taste of your lips and your tasty saliva, totally ignoring Mr. Swaminathan,” as the Coach texted, my wife, reading his text continued fingering her pussy and I could clear her the sound of her juices of her wet pussy being fingered by her. “I am sorry that I did that to you, Janaki,” as he texted, “hey, it's okay, Swaroop,” my wife replied. “Your lips tasted so yummy, Janaki, wonder how yummier other lips would taste,” as he texted, “mmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm,” my wife started moaning, biting her lips controlling herself from moaning louder so that she won’t wake me up. “What do you mean by my other lips, Swaroop?” as she texted, “mmmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmm,” and continued moaning, and the moment he texted, “your Pussy lips, Janaki. I am sure your pussy lips are gonna taste yummier, if I get a chance to see your pussy lips, kiss your pussy lips, lick your pussy lips, put my tongue inside your pussy and taste all your juices inside your pussy, Janaki,” as the coach texted, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my wife moaned and began cumming all over my fingers and immediately texted, “that’s enough, see you tomorrow, Bye ?,” with a heart smiley at the end. The very next moment he replied to her with a ? heart Smiley, and my wife smiled and went to bed.
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