Adultery A husband's mistake

[balamurali161]

I woke up in the morning on the sofa. I didn’t know when we slept after having a nice chat for the first time since we got married. I was nude, but I had a bedsheet on me. Sukanya was missing. I heard sound coming from the kitchen. I walked to the kitchen naked. Sukanya had already had a bath and started the cooking. When I say her ass jiggle as she was chopping vegetable, I also had the urge to have sex with her on the kitchen while she was working. I naturally had a hard on. I went to her without making noise and hugged her from behind holding her boobs and poking my dick on her ass.
‘Chee… You dirty. Go and have a bath.’ She said and pushed me with her elbow.
I laughed and walked away to get myself ready for the office as I had a client visit. When I saw the time, I knew I was almost late. I quickly got ready and took a quick bite and rushed out chewing the piece of idly, collecting my lunch box on the table. I waved to her as I ran out.
‘Will try to come soon in the evening. Remember I’ll buy a gift for you.’ I said
She smiled as I shut the door as I left.
The day was very busy that I did not have even time to think of anything else. My day was so tight packed that I did not know when it was time to leave. It was 6:30 PM. I quickly rushed out of the office not giving anyone a chance to call me for a meeting or assign me a task. As I reached home, I surprisingly saw Sukanya walking out of my opposite flat of the widow. As she came out, she giggled at the 2-year-old boy and said that she will come back again. She waved bye to the widow, her new found friend. She smiled at me as I was waiting at the door.
‘Did I keep you waiting?’ She asked.
‘Not at all dear. I’m glad you are making friends.’ I said
She quickly unlocked the door and we went in.
‘Aren’t you still ready? We need to go for shopping.’ I reminded her.
‘Were you serious? It was just for fun I asked.’ She said.
‘I take promises seriously dear.’ I said.
She smiled and rushed into the bedroom to change. I got an idea. I went and pushed the door, but it was locked. I knocked the door and asked Sukanya to open the door. She said she is changing. I said we are already late and we need to simultaneously get ready. She opened the door after a few seconds. I saw that she was fully dressed as before. I understood that she put her dress back. I took this as an opportunity to break some ice.
‘Come on dear. Quickly change. Even I’ll change.’ I said and like it was very casual I went to the wardrobe.
I saw that Sukanya was standing silently. I know that persuasion will not work but sentiment will work with her.
‘Sorry, if you feel uncomfortable with me, I’ll got out.’ I said and it worked.
‘No, no. Nothing like that.’ She said
I smiled at the success and started taking off my shirt and looked at her through the corner of my eyes. She slowly unwrapped her saree and dropped it down. She then unhooked the blouse and I was pleasantly surprised to see her not wearing a bra. My cock sprang to life. As she removed the last hook her boobs jumped out like a spring. She was also looking at me to check if I’m looking at her. She also removed the skirt and as I expected she was also not wearing a panty. I also took off my pant and suddenly moved towards her as if unexpected. She was just taking her skirt off and saw her pantiles.
‘Oh dear. You are not wearing a panty?’ I asked excitedly.
‘I was guilty of cheating you yesterday. Hence I thought of surprising you without my inners and make you feel it as I open the door for you and hug you. But Padma chechi called me as she was having trouble fixing the gas regulator. I understood that she had not gotten so bold that she voluntarily removed her under garments and went out. It was accidental.
‘Can I hug you.’ I asked.
‘What’s this strange habit. Did you ask my permission when hugging in the morning?’ She asked
I was glad at her admission that I do not need permission with her. I quickly went to her and hugged her squeezing her ass cheeks. She left the skirt which fell at her feet.
‘Aren’t we getting late.’ She asked naughtily.
I smiled at her and moved away, not before pinching her nipple once. She shrieked and stared at me in mock anger. I went to the bathroom to get fresh up. When I returned she was almost dressed up. We quickly got dressed and I took her to the shopping on a bike instead of car. She asked me why we can’t go comfortably by car. I said this is more fun. We arrived at the forum mall.
‘I only promised to get you a gift, but the gift will be of my choice.’ I announced.
She gave me a knowing smile. We went to lifestyle store and took her to the western dress section. She gave me a pleading look. I did not give in. I picked a decent blue jean and asked her to try it on. She snatched it from my hand in mock sadness. And stomped towards the ladies’ trial room where men were not allowed. She took some time to put the pant on. I understood that she was wearing it for the first time. I waited with bated breath, but to my sadness she came out of the trial room with her saree on. I looked at her disappointedly. She asked me, ‘What?’ in a gesture.
‘I thought you will show me how it looked on you.’ I spoke in a sad tone.
‘Have you gone mad? How can I wear the pant without an appropriate top. You wanted me to come out in a jeans and blouse?’ She asked.
Although the thought gave a kinky feeling, I agreed with her. And one more thing I noticed late is that she began to talk to me more boldly when she said ‘Have you gone mad?’
I was happy with the progress. I quickly went to the top section and picked a few tops which are not very exposing but would show a hint of cleavage. She took the tops and went to the trial room along with the jean. I’m going to have a show from her. She wore her jeans and one of the tops which was a full sleeved top but stopping just above the navel. When she came out, I was enticed by her navel. She quickly went in and changed the other tops each attractive in their own ways. I particularly liked one of the tops which was a red top with short sleeve off shoulder top. It did not look very outrageous, but it looked so beautiful on her. I made up my mind. I paid the bill and we walked to the parking lot. I had a plan to have a small drink, but I was hesitant to bring the topic with her. I made up a story that the client was so happy with the visit and congratulated me for the who initiative. I might get a promotion soon.
‘Wow... congratulations. Where’s the party?’ She asked.
I was glad she brought up the subject. But I knew what she meant was something else.
‘Champagne?’ I asked.
She looked at me suspiciously and asked, ‘Do you drink?’
I exercised caution.
‘Generally if there is a victory, people celebrate with Champagne.’ I said
‘Ohoho. Like you have won a IPL trophy.’ She mocked.
I giggled with her and hesitantly but like a confession told her, ‘I do not wish to hide it from you, but I occasionally and rarely have a drink whenever I’m very happy.’
She looked at me with mixed emotions. She appreciated my confession. She cleared her throat.
‘Alright, if you feel very happy, you may have a small drink.’ I was glad, but only short-lived.
‘But you should sleep alone.’ She said. I almost skipped a beat.
‘I do not want to do anything that you are not comfortable with. I won’t drink.’ I said with finality.
She did not talk, but was lost in thoughts.
We reached our apartment and entered our flat without talking.
‘Shall I set the dinner.’ She asked
I gently said that I’m not hungry. She noticed all my happiness gone. She came to me and sat beside me and gently put a hand on my hand. I gave a half smile to her.
‘You need not sleep alone.’ She said hoarsely.
I felt indignant. But I gave her a smile.
‘I was not sad because you asked me to sleep. But I was sad that you spoke as if sleeping with you was all that mattered to me.’ I said sadly.
She realized the perception from my side. She realized her mistake.
‘I’m sorry if I sounded like that, but I didn’t mean it.’
‘Please dear. Don’t apologize. I understand.’ I said
‘Shall I set the dinner?’ Sha said starting to walk to the kitchen.
‘Please give me some time dear.’
She returned and sat beside me.
‘Can you do me a favor?’ She asked.
‘There’s nothing I won’t do for you. Just ask.’ I said.
‘Get yourself a drink.’ She said with a smile.
I was so happy. I held her by her cheeks and kissed her on her lips and almost smooched her for fifteen seconds.
‘I’ll be in a jiffy.’ I told and walked out.
I came back in 20 minutes with a bottle of vodka and a couple of beers. As I came in I saw her setting the dining table. As she saw me, she was shocked.
‘Is this little you drink?’ She asked.
I told her that I’m not going to drink all. They sell in bottles and It drink it for months. And the beers are for you, if you wish to accompany you. It’s your choice.
‘I don’t drink.’ She shouted.
‘It’s good you don’t drink dear. I don’t suggest you to drink. I cannot be a selfish male chauvinist to restrict you. Hence I bought you. You can leave it or throw it away.’ I justified.
She calmed down a little.
‘Come and eat.’ She said a little rudely.
‘I’m sorry dear. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Just thought of being a liberal husband.’ I pleased.
She smiled through the corner of her lips. I was glad she was placated. I said lunch is after drink only. But she insisted saying that it’s not good to drink on empty stomach. I was glad she was knowledgeable. I agreed and had a light meal. I sat in the hall and set the table for drinking. As I sat, she started walking to the bedroom. I asked her to stay.
‘What I have to do here?’ She asked.
I told her that it’s manners to give company even if you don’t drink. She agreed and sat on a chair in front of me. I asked her if we can play cards. She hesitantly agreed knowing my naughty intentions. I poured a drink and we started playing poker. Same rules. It was surreal for me to even imagine such a scenario where a beautiful woman serves me while merrily drink. She lost the first round. To ensure that she doesn’t feel discouraged, I gave a simple task. I asked her to make an omelet for me. She heaved a sigh of relief. She quickly made one and brought to me. I had another sip and took a bite of the omelet. I lost the next round.
‘Fetch the clo…’ She was about to say, but she stopped midway.
I understood the reason.
‘Wash the utensils.’ She said giggling.
‘Should I wash them now, or after we finish as few utensils will remains at the end.’ I said
She giggled hard and said that she was only joking. She will do it. I told her that a bet is a bet. I should do it. It’s the code of honor.
I took one sip from my drink. I was drinking rather slowly. We started the next round and won.
I acted as if I was thinking of a task and shook my head as if I was not getting any thoughts.
‘Ok. The same task which you were about to ask me to do. Go to the terrace and get the clothes.’ I said.
But I did not mention about leaving the undergarments. She said ok and slowly rose from her seat. She went to the bedroom and came back after a while by which time I completed my drink. She started walking to the door, but stopped midway and turned towards me. I looked at her questioningly. She took her pallu off and unhooked her blouse. I was pleasantly surprised to see her naked boobs when she removed the last hook. I gave a broad smile, but she gave an admonishing smile and started hooking her blouse back. I was wondered how things were smooth contrary to my belief of how difficult it would be. I heard heavy footsteps and saw the door quickly open and she was breathing hard.

Woww shee as every newly wed wife who likes to make her hubby happy without knowing hubbys dirty thoughts going to fall in to his trap nice plot bro