07-05-2024, 08:05 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-05-2024, 08:07 AM by thepardesi. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Divya’s POV :
As soon as I got into the car, I saw Raymond's super hard and big black dick inside his shorts. There is no concealing it. I quickly turned back but he already caught me having a glimpse of it.
Ray : Don’t worry. He doesn’t bite.
Me : Stop it Ray. I’m already tired and confused for the day. Could you just drop me home?
Ray : Ofcourse babe. I was just kidding.
Me : Then what about this hard on you have now.
Ray : Trust me! It’s natural for a straight guy to have this when they see a bomb like you in this dress which doesn’t cover too much.
I could not control a chuckle when Raymond said those things. I smiled a little.
Ray : Now you’re getting even hotter with that smile.
Me : You know I’m married right? Please don’t get any ideas with me.
Ray : Sure. Yeah I know. I’m just unlucky. Unlike the guys over there who got a taste of you. You intoxicated them so much that they just passed out.
Me : No no. Nothing as of such happened. They are just out due to weed.
While we were talking this, my house arrived and Ray has been the gentleman and I just walked home. I tried to take a shower but when I got naked and touched my body all I could imagine was what I did to Iqbal and what he has done to me. All the places he pressed, all the places he put his lips and sucked. He would have had my pussy if he did not pass out from weed gummies. I remember all the bad things that I did so far and now I should control myself better. Praman had me in his bed and almost fucked. Iqbal managed to get a blowjob from me and Raymond. I would not have controlled if he’d have made a move. I don’t deserve someone like my loyal husband. Thinking about all this, I finished bath and slept.
For few days, I maintained myself very well. Never thought anything sexual. I got calls and messages from Ali as well as Iqbal. which I stopped entertaining. I see Praman everyday in bus, classes but just gave him a smile. He didn’t seem to bother me as he got his own fuck toy, Aditi. And Raymond, we work together but never had anything mildly seductive. I tried to avoid conversation with him too. While everything is happening, I’ve reached the middle of the semester and we have a one week of break for Thanksgiving which is one of the famous vacation in the USA. I asked my husband I join me in my city but he said he has some work in between and can’t come to my place. He invited me to his state instead. I readily accepted and hopped on the flight two days before the vacation began. I texted my husband that my flight has started and put my phone on flight mode. After I got down the flight I saw a message from my flight saying
“Walk out of gate 53 and you can see our car”.
https://ibb.co/VLqbx1W
I’m so excited to meet my husband which was after two months but with everything that was happening around me. It felt forever. I picked up my luggage from the belt and walked outside the gate and I could see my husband’s car and him in a blue sleeveless tshirt. I wondered when he got the new tshirt and it is unlikely of him to wear a sleeveless tshirt and he’s a very shy person unless he’s with me in the bedroom when he become the wild animal. He was waking towards me maybe to collect the luggage and as he started approaching near, it was quite a shock to me. It was not my husband.
Him : Hi! You must be Divya right?
Me : Yes. And who might you be?
Him : I’m Vipul. Your husband and I share the apartment.
Then I realized who that was. My husband mentioned that he shared apartment with Vipul but he never mentioned that there is an uncanny resemblance between both of them. From afar they both exactly the same. They have the same built. Only the face is different. My husband is little but fair skinned compared to Vipul but Vipul maintains facial hair.
Me : Hey, Hi Vipul. How are you doing ? I was expecting my husband.
Vipul : I’m going good Divya. Oh yeah about that. He was so excited to meet you that he got madly drunk last night. So he could not make it now. He asked me to receive you anyway.
Me : I never knew he gets that drunk.
Vipul : Well, tough times. Staying away from a beautiful wife does that to a man.
Me : Aww. You’re so sweet. Btw how did you recognize me.
Vipul : You husband has mentioned how you’d look and you are exactly how he mentioned. Let’s go home.
Vipul is a chatterbox and we talked about a lot of stuff in the car. The 50 min drive felt nothing and we finally reached home. Vipul took my stuff in the house and I went to my husband’s bedroom but he seemed badly asleep. I wanted jump over him but I was disappointed by this. I sadly and silently walked out of the room.
Vipul : Hey Divya. I’m going out and probably won’t be back tonight. So, why don’t you get freshed up and sleep in my room till your husband wakes up.
Me : Yes thank you Vipul. You seem nice. That’s a good idea.
Saying this I subconsciously patted on his cheek. It was totally unintentional but I don’t know how it happened.
As soon as I got into the car, I saw Raymond's super hard and big black dick inside his shorts. There is no concealing it. I quickly turned back but he already caught me having a glimpse of it.
Ray : Don’t worry. He doesn’t bite.
Me : Stop it Ray. I’m already tired and confused for the day. Could you just drop me home?
Ray : Ofcourse babe. I was just kidding.
Me : Then what about this hard on you have now.
Ray : Trust me! It’s natural for a straight guy to have this when they see a bomb like you in this dress which doesn’t cover too much.
I could not control a chuckle when Raymond said those things. I smiled a little.
Ray : Now you’re getting even hotter with that smile.
Me : You know I’m married right? Please don’t get any ideas with me.
Ray : Sure. Yeah I know. I’m just unlucky. Unlike the guys over there who got a taste of you. You intoxicated them so much that they just passed out.
Me : No no. Nothing as of such happened. They are just out due to weed.
While we were talking this, my house arrived and Ray has been the gentleman and I just walked home. I tried to take a shower but when I got naked and touched my body all I could imagine was what I did to Iqbal and what he has done to me. All the places he pressed, all the places he put his lips and sucked. He would have had my pussy if he did not pass out from weed gummies. I remember all the bad things that I did so far and now I should control myself better. Praman had me in his bed and almost fucked. Iqbal managed to get a blowjob from me and Raymond. I would not have controlled if he’d have made a move. I don’t deserve someone like my loyal husband. Thinking about all this, I finished bath and slept.
For few days, I maintained myself very well. Never thought anything sexual. I got calls and messages from Ali as well as Iqbal. which I stopped entertaining. I see Praman everyday in bus, classes but just gave him a smile. He didn’t seem to bother me as he got his own fuck toy, Aditi. And Raymond, we work together but never had anything mildly seductive. I tried to avoid conversation with him too. While everything is happening, I’ve reached the middle of the semester and we have a one week of break for Thanksgiving which is one of the famous vacation in the USA. I asked my husband I join me in my city but he said he has some work in between and can’t come to my place. He invited me to his state instead. I readily accepted and hopped on the flight two days before the vacation began. I texted my husband that my flight has started and put my phone on flight mode. After I got down the flight I saw a message from my flight saying
“Walk out of gate 53 and you can see our car”.
https://ibb.co/VLqbx1W
I’m so excited to meet my husband which was after two months but with everything that was happening around me. It felt forever. I picked up my luggage from the belt and walked outside the gate and I could see my husband’s car and him in a blue sleeveless tshirt. I wondered when he got the new tshirt and it is unlikely of him to wear a sleeveless tshirt and he’s a very shy person unless he’s with me in the bedroom when he become the wild animal. He was waking towards me maybe to collect the luggage and as he started approaching near, it was quite a shock to me. It was not my husband.
Him : Hi! You must be Divya right?
Me : Yes. And who might you be?
Him : I’m Vipul. Your husband and I share the apartment.
Then I realized who that was. My husband mentioned that he shared apartment with Vipul but he never mentioned that there is an uncanny resemblance between both of them. From afar they both exactly the same. They have the same built. Only the face is different. My husband is little but fair skinned compared to Vipul but Vipul maintains facial hair.
Me : Hey, Hi Vipul. How are you doing ? I was expecting my husband.
Vipul : I’m going good Divya. Oh yeah about that. He was so excited to meet you that he got madly drunk last night. So he could not make it now. He asked me to receive you anyway.
Me : I never knew he gets that drunk.
Vipul : Well, tough times. Staying away from a beautiful wife does that to a man.
Me : Aww. You’re so sweet. Btw how did you recognize me.
Vipul : You husband has mentioned how you’d look and you are exactly how he mentioned. Let’s go home.
Vipul is a chatterbox and we talked about a lot of stuff in the car. The 50 min drive felt nothing and we finally reached home. Vipul took my stuff in the house and I went to my husband’s bedroom but he seemed badly asleep. I wanted jump over him but I was disappointed by this. I sadly and silently walked out of the room.
Vipul : Hey Divya. I’m going out and probably won’t be back tonight. So, why don’t you get freshed up and sleep in my room till your husband wakes up.
Me : Yes thank you Vipul. You seem nice. That’s a good idea.
Saying this I subconsciously patted on his cheek. It was totally unintentional but I don’t know how it happened.
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