Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 52 – Pihu Throws Her Own Private Party

Pihu’s POV- Bijan always tells me one thing. No one can understand him better than me. This is cent percent true. But the opposite is also true. No one can know and understand me better than him. I came to know about this once again when I was going to clean myself and my saree with Neel in his house. I told him, “Bijan, you wait. I will clean myself right away.” Then he whispered to me, “There is no need to hurry, darling. I am here. You take your time and clean yourself.” I looked at him once. There was a lot of fun and mischiefs in his eyes. I knew very well what he meant. But I did not say anything to him. Bijan already knew what was going to happen next. And to tell you the truth, that is what exactly happened. What? And how? Come, let us know, moving forward in the story. As you all have read in the previous part of our story, how by mistake a glass of wine fell on me due to the tray falling from Neel's hands. Due to which the entire glass of alcohol fell on me. It was as if I had taken a bath in alcohol. I do not like the smell of alcohol at all. I am disgusted by the smell of alcohol. But unfortunately the entire glass full of alcohol fell on me. And that too on my chest. And because of this, the part of my saree lapel which was on my chest and my blouse was completely soaked in alcohol. And alcohol had also got on my body, due to which my body also started smelling of alcohol. I was feeling disgusted. I had to wash and clean it as quickly as possible. Neel brought me to his flat. Sameer lived with his family on the third floor. And we lived on the eighth floor of the apartment. That is why maybe Neel's mother stopped me from going to my house and asked me to go to their house. Because their house was closer to the banquet hall than my house. Neel and I started going up in the lift. He apologized to me many times in the lift and on the way. Finally I was forced to stop him from doing so, “Look Neel. It was just an accident. It could have happened by me or Bijan. It happened by you. Why are you being so formal in this? And why are you apologizing so much?” He said, “Because of me your expensive saree got ruined. And the party mood too. That is why I feel bad on you. And I am angry on myself. I should have been careful.” I consoled him and said, “Don’t blame yourself. I told you it was just an accident, it could have happened by anyone. And as far as my saree is concerned, I will clean it with water right now.” Neel said, “Still. You said that you don’t like the smell of alcohol at all. It makes you vomit. Look, still, even if it was by mistake, alcohol fell on you. You are not vomiting, right?” To be honest, I was also feeling bad. But I was feeling even worse for Neel. Because of me, the poor guy’s fun was also spoiled. He also had to leave the party and come with me. I told him, “Don’t worry. I am fine. Yes, a lot of alcohol has fallen on me. But I am fine. It will go away if you clean it. Both the stain and the smell. After washing and cleaning it, I will use deodorant. It will not remove the smell of alcohol. But it will definitely reduce it.” We reached the second floor while talking. Neel pointed towards his house and said, “Come, this way.” Neel opened the door with the key and let me in. After I went in, he also came in and locked the door from inside. All the flats in this apartment are designed the same. Only the rooms are more or less. This flat has three rooms. One for Sameer and his wife. One for Neel and one probably for a guest. Along with that, a drawing room and a kitchen. Neel pointed towards his room and said, “Pihu, you come to my room. My room has an attached bathroom.” I said, “I will use the common bathroom.” He said in a commanding voice, “No, you use the bathroom in my room only.” I looked at him and he explained to me, "Look, if you stay in my room, you can change your clothes if you want. You won't be able to do that here. That's why I was saying this. Rest do whatever you think is right." I saw that Neel was right. The way the wine had fallen on my saree, I will probably have to take it off and wash it. Maybe even the blouse. So I might have to take that off too. And I don't want anyone to see me in that condition. It is better that I use his room. Seeing me thinking quietly, Neel said, "Are you going to spend the whole night thinking by standing here?" I laughed after hearing him. I said, "You talk well." Neel said, "Thank you. But don't waste time. Now go and clean yourself."

Without saying anything else, I went inside Neel's bedroom. I went inside and closed the door but did not lock it completely. You know how naughty I am, and naughty ideas always keep on brewing in my mind. And all the credit for this goes to my husband Bijan. It is because of him that I have become so naughty today. And to be honest, earlier I did not like all this. Whatever I used to do, I did either on Bijan's orders or for his happiness. But now after so many years, I have started liking all this. And in fact, I get happiness doing all this. That is why I left the bedroom door slightly open. I was sure that Neel would definitely peek inside once. Because the first thing is his age. If a beautiful woman of my age and like me takes off her clothes in front of boys of this age, then it is not only difficult but impossible for them to stop themselves from peeping. And something like this happened. But not because of the reason I had thought in my mind. Neel's reason was something else. And when I came to know about his reason, and that too from Neel himself, for the first time I too did not believe his words. But I had to. Well, without going into too many puzzles, let me come back to the story. I went inside and removed the lapel of my saree from my chest. I already knew that the way the whole glass of wine had fallen on me, the saree and blouse will get completely wet with the wine. And it cannot be cleaned with just water, I will have to change the saree and blouse. Now I saw that my thinking was right. A large part of the lapel of the saree was completely wet due to the wine falling. And it was also smelling of wine. The same was the condition of the blouse. I called him, "Neel, come inside. Help me." Neel immediately came inside. As if he was standing outside the door and was looking at me while peeping inside. A smile automatically came on my face. My guess was right. And Bijan's too. This boy is really infatuated with me. Why not play with him a little. Neel stopped as soon as he came inside. I was inside the room holding the lapel of my saree in my hands. And my boobs were peeking out from inside the blouse. Neel's eyes were on my boobs only. After giving him a view of my boobs for some time, I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes and said, "Wake up, little boy!! My face is up!!" Neel got a little shy and immediately raised his eyes and looking at my face asked me, "What happened, Pihu? Why did you call me?" I said smilingly, "To help me." He said, "What help?" I said, "Hey, just now you bragged in front of everyone in the party that in foreign countries when someone makes a mistake, he himself corrects that mistake. You said that, right?" Neel nodded his head and replied, “Yes, I said it. And I still say it.” I said, “Okay then. Correct your mistake. Take this…” Saying this, I extended my saree lapel towards him. At first, Neel did not understand what I was saying. He kept looking at me with surprised eyes for some time and then said, “What should I do?” I said, “What else, you have made it dirty, now you clean it.” He said, “Okay, let's go to the bathroom. I will clean it myself.” We both went to the bathroom and Neel started cleaning my saree lapel with water on the bathroom basin. I told him, “Wine had spilled on my blouse too. Clean that too.” So he wet a towel and wiped my blouse with it. While cleaning there, Neel's hands were also pressing my boobs. Now I did not know whether he was pressing it intentionally or unintentionally. But whatever it was, I was enjoying the touch of his hands on my tight boobs bound by my bra. I was slowly getting hot. After pressing both my boobs for some time on the pretext of cleaning the blouse, Neel said to me, "Look, your saree and blouse are clean." I said, "That's fine but there is a big problem."


Neel said, “What happened now?” I said, “My saree has become wet due to the spill of alcohol and now due to washing with water. How will I go to the party in a wet saree?” Neel had probably not thought about this. After thinking for a while, he said to me, “It doesn’t matter. You do one thing, you take off your saree and we will dry it.” I said, “The idea is good but it will take time for my saree to dry. And we will have to stay here for that time. What will we do in that time? And your mother and father will probably come here looking for you. They will see me in this condition. Then think what will happen.” Neel stopped me and said, “Slowly Pihu, slowly. Ask questions one by one. Okay, I will answer your questions one by one. First of all, I have an idea to dry your saree quickly.” I asked him, “What?” Looking at me, Neel said, “Simple, you take off your saree. We will let your saree dry under the fan. And we will increase the speed of the fan to full so that the saree dries quickly. And till then we will stop here and talk to each other for some time. And I will message Papa that it will take us some time to go back to the party. So he will neither worry about us nor will he come here looking for us.” I said, “It seems you have already planned all this.” Hearing me, Neel laughed a little and said, “Not already. But when I was coming here with you, I was thinking about all this. Then this idea came to my mind. Now you tell me. What to do?” I said, “What else, I don't have any other option. Have I? And your idea is also good. The saree will dry quickly with the air from the fan.” Neel said, “Then let's go. Let's not delay any more.” We both came back to Neel's room from the bathroom. He turned on the fan and ran it at full speed. And looking at me he said, "Now you take off your clothes and dry them. I am sitting outside." Saying this Neel started going out of the room, I stopped him and said, "But why so? You stay here." Neel turned and looked at me once and then stopped. And came back and sat inside. I started taking off her saree comfortably in front of him. And then kept it under the fan. Then Neel said, "Take off your blouse too." I looked at him once. He immediately composed himself and said, "Your blouse is also wet. That's why I said. It would have dried in the meantime." I said, "You are right in this too. But I will need your help in this. My blouse is tied with strings behind my back. And my hands do not reach behind. When I am at home Bijan helps me in this. But now he is not present here. That's why, you will have to open it." Neel did not say anything again. He stood behind me and started opening the strings of my blouse one by one. After opening all the strings, he himself removed the blouse from my body and kept it next to my saree to dry. Now I was standing in front of him in my petticoat and bra. But to tell the truth, I was not feeling shy in front of him even in this condition. Rather I was feeling excited inside. Maybe Neel must be feeling the same because I could clearly see the bulge in his pant. Despite not wanting it, a mischievous smile bloomed on my face. Firstly, it was a December night and on top of that, I was feeling cold due to the fan's air. I did not have any clothes on my body. That is why I started shivering due to the cold. Seeing this, Neel slowly came and stood near me.


I was a little startled at first and lowered my eyes. But Neel held me tightly in his arms. We both were shivering and the cold weather was making us intoxicated. At first I was a little hesitant but slowly the desire to have sex started awakening in me. The feeling of his hot breath on my cold body was a different feeling. I slowly started melting in front of him. Suddenly he kissed me on my cheek slowly, then near the ears and then I also kissed him on the cheek. Then he immediately placed his lips near my lips and went to kiss. Then I stopped him and said, “Wait, what are you doing? Don't forget, I am older than you.” After listening to me, Neel stopped for a while and then looking at me said, "You had asked me whether I have a girlfriend or not. I did not answer you then. But now I have no problem in telling you. I love someone. But do you know what the problem is? She is not a girl, she is a married woman." I was stunned to hear his words. I started trying to understand whether he was telling me the truth or a lie? I asked him, "Married woman!! You love a married woman?!!!" Neel laughed a little and said, "Are you also shocked? Aren’t you? We lagged behind other countries only because of this thinking." I was a little startled to hear his words. I asked, "But who is she?" Neel said, “She is my landlady. She is a divorcee. And is also the mother of a child. And she is of your age. She is as beautiful as you. When I saw you for the first time in the party, I remembered her.” I said, “That is why you are afraid that your father will not accept this relation. Isn’t it?” Neel did not give a direct answer to this. He said, “But I really love her. She is older than me, but it does not matter to me. Nor to her. And whether my father accepts it or not, I will marry her only. She loves me very much, and always takes care of me. When I was returning to India, she came to drop me at the airport. And before leaving, she held both my hands and said, ‘Promise me, Neel, you will definitely come back to me. I will not be able to live without you.’ I promised her that I will return to her as soon as possible.” After talking for a long time, Neel stopped for a while. I felt a little sad seeing him. Maybe he was missing her. I asked him, "What is her name, Neel?" He said, "Alice." I said, "You are missing Alice, right?" He did not answer and just shook his head. I took him in my arms and said, "I promise, Neel, for tonight I will not let you miss Alice." After listening to me, Neel stared at my face. I said, "For tonight I am your Alice. You can do whatever you want with me."


Meanwhile, my hand unknowingly went on Neel's pant and I felt that his erect dick was trying to come out from inside the pant. I smiled and said, "Hey Neel, what has happened? I have to fix it quickly, right?" But Neel did not say anything. He just smiled and pulled the string of my petticoat and it slipped down a little and got stuck on my butt. After that, he put his hand in my bra and started kneading my boobs slowly and with the other hand, he slid my petticoat down which now fell on the ground. Now I was in front of Neel in my bra and panties and he was stunned to see my sexy fair legs and thighs. Perhaps in his eyes I was looking very sexy in bra and panties, and he was probably imagining me as Alice in this condition. Looking into my eyes, Neel said, “I have no words to describe your beauty. Your big boobs are desperate to come out of the bra. And your long and thick hair which is touching your buttocks, is looking very beautiful on your bare waist. Pihu, your hair is so long and beautiful that I think you don't even need a bra or panties. It will cover them, right? God has really made you with great leisure. Alice is also beautiful. But today I have no hesitation in accepting that you are many times more beautiful and sexy than her. You said that I should imagine you as Alice. But, I cannot do this. Both of you are very different. If you don't mind, can I love you tonight not as Alice, but as Pihu? Because tonight I want to have you not as Alice but as Pihu.” What he said touched my heart. I kissed him on the cheek and said, "Sure. For tonight I am yours only. You can love me the way you want. You have a really good heart, Neel. You and Alice will be really happy." Before I could finish, he said, "Thank you. Now take off your bra too, I want to see every hidden beauty of yours." I said shyly, "You take it off yourself..." He looked into my eyes again but didn't say anything. Then he pressed my nipple with his fingers over my bra. A soft moan came out of my mouth, "Ummm...Neel..." He started moving his lips on my body. My neck. My arms. My tummy. And finally his lips reached my navel. He paused for a moment and then placed his lips on my navel and kissed it once. Then he took out his tongue and started licking my navel in a sensual way. He started scratching my navel with his tongue. I was going crazy with the feeling of his wet tongue on my navel. I rubbed his head hard on my tummy. After licking, sucking and kissing my tummy and navel for some time, he stood up. Then he held my face with both his hands and brought it in front of his face, then our eyes met. Both of us looked at each other openly with lust for the first time. Now when everything was going well for both of us, without delay he slowly kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes. Now he kissed my cheeks. Then on the eyes. Then on the nose. Then on the neck. And now finally it was the turn of my soft lips, pinker than roses.


Neel's lips were very close to mine. His hot breath was spreading all over my face. And I was melting inside standing in front of him. Neel slowly placed his lips on mine. He did not hurry and slowly started kissing my lips. I put my hand behind his neck and pulled him towards me and gave him a chance to drink my juice while kissing my soft lips. One of Neel's hands was on my waist and the other hand was on my back. His hand which was on my waist slowly slid downwards. And finally stopped on my ass. He was not pressing my ass hard. Rather he was caressing my ass with great love. There was no sign of hurry in any of his actions. Whatever he was doing with me, he was doing it with great love. And this thing was giving me happiness. Neel was kissing my lower lip. Our lips were joined together as if someone had joined them with glue. Caressing my ass, Neel pulled me towards him. Like our lips, our bodies too joined together in such a way that there was no space for air to pass between us. Both my boobs bound by bra were being pressed against Neel's chest. I was feeling a different sensation. I put my tongue in Neel's mouth and started playing with his tongue. I wanted to show him how great and skilled I am in this game. But to tell the truth, Neel was not bothered by this at all. He just wanted to spend a few moments of love with me. And I wanted to squeeze the same love from him. No matter how different our wishes were, but at that very moment we both were sailing in the same boat. The boat of desire and lust. (Contd.)

 

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