Adultery Tales of bored house wives (Apr 3)

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How do you make a line bigger ? draw a smaller line next to it !!!

After seeing the aggressive, abusive, rude, raw Neeraj sir… the more sober, sane, calm, concerning Akhil sir looked like a saint !!!  and that saint has come all the way to give my wallet and house keys ? cant believe he could have sent it through a driver.. but he came all the way.. cant believe

Seeing him and seeing the genuine concern in his eyes , I told him “sir.. you came all the way.. you could have sent through your driver.. thanks a lot sir”

He replied (looks genuine) “dear .. I don’t want to trust our driver in this time of the night.. you saw how he fucked my Bhabhi in front of her hubby.. whats the guarantee he will not touch you when he sees a naturally attractive lonely woman even if she is girl friend of his boss Deepak ? Sam, your safety is my first priority.. any way its not a big deal to come searching for you and I have an opportyunity to see your beautiful moon like face one more time “

I fell flat for his concern and praising my beauty.. every girl would like her beauty to be watched, worshipped, appreciated.. but not in a vulgar , rude way like Neeraj sir.. I have my body reacting to his concern..  

I offered him to come inside and have coffee.. as its his first visit to my flat which he hesitated a bit and raised his concern “dear.. a woman of your pure character and genuinely beautiful woman shouldn’t have bad comments passed on.. any man entering a woman’s flat at this time of the night.. you and me can understand.. but society ?”

“damn with the sociatey sir.. these days no one cares who fucks whom.. shittt.. sorry for my language and intent.. you are not like that uncle” , I opened the door and let him in

I can see little uneasy in him

“sir.. you are still thinking about it ? who will think on whom ?”

“no darling.. you called me uncle.. I am offended (laughs)”

“hahaha.. you are a fit , smart uncle.. sorry sir.. I cant call you by name”
“call me Akki”

“Akki ?”

“that’s what my wife Appu calls me when in mood”

“oh oh… I am not your wife Akki”

“ahhha.. see .. you called me Akki.. I feel so happy”

“for your sake I will call you Akki.. but only when we are alone.. “

“good Sam.. “

“Akki.. Appu.. what a pair”

I offered him my small sofa as I entered kitchen to make coffee..

He came after me and sitting on the kitchen platform.. he is looking at me only

“what Akki.. you haven’t seen a woman or what”

He has become silent.. his eyes became moist

“sorry Akki.. what happened ?”

“Sam.. I haven’t seen a woman.. I have seen their pussies and boobs.. like a sex starved animal I fucked the house maids .. the girls who came searching for their livelihood.. I called my lady staff to my office chamber and asked them to suck me.. I am a pervert Sam.. I derive pleasure in my wife being banged by my brothers.. I don’t see girls, women.. I see only their private parts.. first time I am seeing a woman as a woman.. thanks to such beautiful angels like you..”



I am stunned by his genuine criticism of himself.. no man would ever talk like that.. they boast themselves but here is a genuine man who is repenting for his past sins

I moved forward.. holding his hands said “don’t worry Akki.. you have a strong desire to make love to multiple girls.. its not your mistake only.. the girls also have enjoyed your company and they must have a reason to offer themselves to you .. apart from wealth.. you have two qualities any girl would fall flat… you can talk well and you have genuine concern to safety of girls.. see.. its raining out side.. how can you go in bike ?”

Akki is stunned.. how did I know that he came in bike.. not in car ?

“Akki.. I saw your bike keys in your hand.. you had my safety as a concern in your heart but why did you come in bike instead of car ?”

I am so close to him and he is looking into my eyes and said “you want right answer or wrong answer?”  .. I am enjoying his flirting if you call this so.. “both dear” , I said in a husky voice in cinematic language

He laughed and said..”ahhaaa.. ok.. right answer.. more than a decade back.. I chased a beautiful girl in my bike.. not one day.. for a month.. to see her .. and finally she fell flat for me and she sat on my bike.. I took her to long drive.. beautiful mountains and beautiful waterfalls.. nice conversations and light kisses. A year later that girl became my wife.. searching for young beautiful girl on bike is an emotion only boys would understand.. that’s why I came in bike to meet you”

I am blushing and my hands are shivering which he noticed .. I murmured in a weak voice “what’s wrong answer ?”

“there is only one thought in my head.. car was not an option at all dear.. I genuinely thought of the bike only and one day.. if not today.. I will take you to long drive darling”

I am not able to see eye to eye with him.. he is openly flirting with me and I am really enjoying it.. Deepu is good in love making.. but love is not about sex only.. love is about sweet conversations and these cute cute little things.. perhaps Deepu is too young to realize these things and Akki sir has seen the life and struggles.. He had to work hard to find his love.. but Deepu ? I offered my pussy in our first meet itself.. so mistake is on me also..

Coffee is ready.. handing over one cup to him.. I took him to the balcony which has a been bag and open sky.. seeing only one seat to sit, he offered me to sit there while he is prepared to stand..

I don’t know what happened to me.. I said “Akki.. I have a yearning to sit on lap of my man looking into open sky enjoying a hot cup of coffee and the silence and beauty of the night.. without talking and enjoying the warm company of my man and warmer south Indian filter coffee.. sharing the coffee with my man.. one sip to each.. such a romantic feeling and I didn’t get a chance with Deepu as he is always busy”



Akhil sir is stunned and he has become silent.. he quietly sat on the been bag and looked at me to sit on his lap.. I quietly did it.. sitting on him and looking into open sky enjoying coffee with him.. he offering his coffee cup to me and I offering mine to him.. quietly enjoying the company of the 40 year old man, I have lowered my character a bit that night.. what if my man Deepu comes to know about it ?

As if to break my thoughts slight drizzle started and as it is not heavy I kept there for some more time and I am feeling so happy after a long time..



Another 5 min I got us.. not because I didn’t like it.. but the rain has picked up.. as we entered the living room.. I saw myself.. fully drenched and my naked skin is showing all the way.. staring at me he said “you are more beautiful than I thought darling and I must say it now.. I don’t care what you will think.. if I can kill my wife to marry you.. I will do it dear.. its true.. such a beauty and naturally attractive girl”

I got offended.. praising me is ok.. but killing his wife ? all men say this.. he is no exception.. as if he read my mind, he elaborated “Dear.. if a married man says I will marry you, no woman will believe him.. but I am just saying my feelings.. don’t I love my wife ? yes ofcourse I do love her.. but why would I kill her to marry you ? simple.. man cant marry two women at same time.. you may think I am characterless.. ok.. here is a deal.. when you come to our house as our bahu.. you will be my wife for a day every week.. it’s a request”

I need to stop this wife nonsense here “Akki.. you are talking like any other person.. I thought you are a genuine person.. but you are seeing me as your wife.. this is not correct”

“when you sat on my lap for ten minutes.. your wish to be like that.. but what about my feelings dear.. such a beautiful girl sitting on me so closely.. with naturally striking body odor which is completely opposite to foreign perfumes.. that loose free flowing hair caressing my face and soft dusky skin of you touching me.. romantic weather.. silence .. if my dick didn’t raise and pierce your pussy then and there, you must thank yourself.. I controlled my self as never before  .. then coming here in living room and seeing your curvy sexy figure and natural beauty if I have not touched you and only said I want a wife like you.. again you must thank your stars.. any other woman by now I would have thrown her down on the floor and fucked her violently.. dear, you have seen my brother Neeraj doing what he did.. I am not a saint.. I also can do such things but I have immense respect and concern on you.. if I say I want you to be my wife.. its like you wanting to be with your man in romantic weather.. similarly I also want you to be like my wife.. ok.. enough of it.. I need to leave “

I stopped him .. holding his hand ..”I am your wife this night.. its raising heavily outside and I cant send my husband on bike in this heavy rain.. dear, lets netflix and chill out”

Looking at me he asked again “are you sure darling ?” .. I said in a husky voice, moving closely to him and giving him a warm hug “yes Akki.. I misunderstood you.. you are already above my expectations and I must give return gift for your genuine concern on my safety”



He is happy and kissing me on my forehead , he said “go and change to night dress.. this dress is too revealing and I want to teach my wife Veena”

I am shocked !!!  Veena ? how does he know ? there is no Veena instrument in the room.. how did he know that I am interested in learning Veena ? I didn’t even tell Deepu

Looking into my eyes he said “dear.. when you are coming into our house as bahu.. we want to do some screening right ? you have retired college teacher as mother and government employee as father in Chennai and a younger boy studying engineering and you like long drives and Veena.. I can tell a lot about you”

I am crying and hugging him tightly said “Deepu .. the man to marry me never said these things.. you have entered into my life and learnt many things that I didn’t share on my insta pages also.. Akki.. I want a husband like you.. you asked me to be your wife.. but I am saying I want you to be my husband.. your love.. your concern.. you are a true lover every girl would want to marry.. darling .. as a girl.. openly I am saying.. lets make love like wife and husband.. in this romantic weather.. I would have killed Deepu to marry you ? may be.. but there is no need to kill any one. I can be wife to you too.. after all he is fucking your wife in front of you and there is nothing wrong in you fucking me and making me as your wife.. “

I am talking like a bitch now.. I have gathered strength to talk more openly .. “Akki.. my man.. in Delhi.. is fucking his niece Preethi.. ok.. it’s a family thing.. fine.. but where is the need to fuck her friend Priyanka and her mom ? even massage girls are not spared.. Dear, he is fulfilling his manly needs.. fine.. I am not his wife yet and I cant question him.. but tell me one thing Akki.. when did you fuck Appu akka ? the girl you chased on bike and took for long drives ?”



“You may laugh.. I saw her naked 10 days after our first night.. yes, I chased her on my bike and would have fucked on my bike easily while going on long rides.. riding her and riding the bike simulataneusy .. some thing I wished I could have done… but such things after marriage and I did fuck her while riding my bike.. she also enjoyed.. now coming to your question, I didn’t touch her before marriage.. ok.. these days things are different.. but what Deepu is doing is over board.. fucking niece friend and her mom.. fucking you, 6 pussies in the house.. no need to do all this before marriage itself.. anyway I don’t want to break your relationship.. once you break the law.. how does it matter how many times you did it ? man smelling a pussy would never stop with one.. its like there is never a single cockroach in the kitchen.. anyway .. lets stop it here”

“Akki.. if I fuck you he may think I am doing it purposefully to take revenge.. “

“Darling.. trust me.. I didn’t come here with the intention of fucking you dear.. “

“Akki.. no body remembers the beginning.. they remember only the ending.. Sharjahan built Taj Mahal for his lover .. do we know when they met first time ? we only remember he built Taj Mahal after she died.. love is not what you want.. love is what you and your partner want together.. we are wife and husband for this night and I don’t regret this night even if Deepu comes to know about it.. Akki.. I never thought any man would hesitate to fuck me when myself is asking to be fucked.. With Deepu it’s a 5 min conversation and we are fucking each other.. I know I have week ness towards genuine gentlemen like you but trust me I wont do this to any one outside our family.. like Deepu”

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