Adultery Life of Avi Singh

[lee.jae.han]

## Update 51: The Fading Light and the New Spark (Avi, Rati, and Pooja Bua)

The morning after the brutal anal session, I woke late. Bua was already awake, the scent of cooking oil mixing with the stale, heavy air of the closed-off room. Raj was already settled in the hall, eyes glued to the television.

I found Bua standing over the stove, making breakfast. I walked right up behind her, leaning close. As she kept her eyes constantly darting toward the hall, I swiftly reached under her thin morning clothes. I cupped one of her breasts, immediately squeezing it hard. Bua flinched, biting down on her lip to suppress the gasp. I pressed harder, enjoying the feeling of her soft flesh and her desperate, silent endurance due to Raj's presence just outside.

She instantly grabbed my hard lunď through my pajamas, her hand moving urgently and secretively. She began playing with it, a frantic, rhythmic squeeze that showed her own building hunger.

I leaned down to her ear, my voice a low, rough murmur. "I want your mouth on me, Bua. Right now."

She shook her head against my shoulder, her eyes wide with fear. "How can I? What if Raj comes in?" she whispered, panicked.

I gripped her hip firmly. "Take a risk, Bua. The risk makes it better," I challenged her.

She sighed, a quick sound of surrender and wild desire. She looked toward the hall, her brow furrowed in concentration. She told me to keep a focused watch on Raj. Then, she started to kneel slowly, her hair falling around her shoulders.

But I stopped her, gripping her arm to pull her back up. I leaned close to her ear, adding one more condition. "You have to be completely nude, Bua."

She glared at me, her eyes flashing with a mix of fury and frustration. "How is that possible here, Avi?" she angrily asked.

I whispered my plan to her, tracing my finger softly down her spine. Her face immediately changed. A wicked, excited smile replaced her anger, and she nodded quickly in agreement.

As planned, after finishing my breakfast, I lingered for some time, talking to Bua and establishing a routine. When the signal passed between us, Bua abruptly entered the bathroom. A moment later, I heard her calling out to Raj. "Raj! The shampoo is finished! Go quickly to the shop and get a new bottle!" she shouted.

Raj groaned from the hall. "Mom, I just bought a new one yesterday!" he shouted back. Before Bua could protest, he appeared at the kitchen entrance with a small bottle he had bought from the shelf.

Seeing the opportunity fail so quickly, both Bua and I felt a wave of crushing disappointment. Bua badly wanted to taste my lunď now, and she wasn't going to wait. She quickly came up with a new, bolder plan. She re-entered the bathroom, and seconds later, a loud, metallic clanking sound echoed, followed by the sudden sound of gushing water.

Bua opened the door just a crack. "Raj! The tap broke! The water is going everywhere! Fix it now!" she demanded.

Raj whined loudly. "Mom, you know I can't fix anything! Ask Avi Bhai to help you!"

The new plan worked better than the old one. I happily jumped up, seizing the unexpected gift. "Don't worry, Bua, I'll fix it!" I told her.

Bua gave me a quick, intense look of gratitude and desire. I rushed into the bathroom. We quickly closed the door, latching it firmly. Bua quickly explained that we had to close it tight, not just to keep Raj from seeing, but because the flooding water would quickly enter the main bedroom.

The bathroom instantly became our private, tense world. We quickly stripped off our clothes in the steam and sound of the running water. We started urgently kissing and sucking each other's bodies, the pressure of the broken tap driving our haste.

Bua quickly slid down to her knees, her wet hair clinging to her shoulders. She immediately took my lunď into her hungry mouth and began to suck it deep and fast, utterly focused on her task. Her hands were immediately on my balls, gently fondling them while her mouth worked fiercely. She lowered her head further, briefly moving her tongue to the base of my lunď, tracing the path down to my asshole with a quick, wet flick. The intense, hidden pleasure of that quick, deep lick made me groan. I held her head, pushing her down, watching her body work furiously to drain my anticipation. She didn't stop, sucking until my entire tank was completely empty.

Meanwhile, the sound of the running water slowly died out as the main water tank also ran completely empty.

I zipped up my pants, quickly fixed the broken tap with a wrench, and then opened the door. I told Raj the water was fixed, grabbed my shirt, and left the house, my legs weak with spent desire and the excitement of the morning's dangerous conquest., 

I returned home. Today, Saturday, the delivery boy brought the tiffin again. After eating, I went out to wander around the market.

While walking, I saw Mala. But because her mother was with her, I couldn't talk to Mala.

Then I headed towards Mangla Kaki's shop.

Mangla Kaki's daughter, Rati, was sitting in the shop. I walked in and started talking to her, leaning on the counter. "Where is Mangla Kaki?" I asked.

Rati fiddled with a small box. "Mom is out. You stopped coming here completely."

I shrugged. "No, nothing like that."

She looked up, a hint of something challenging in her eyes. "Since you've come today, stay for a little while. Mom is out anyway."

I sat down, feeling the possibility hanging in the air. "So tell me, how is everything going with you?"

Rati looked down, her face sinking into a sad expression. "Nothing special."

"Why? What happened?" I pressed her.

"You know already," she mumbled, pushing the box aside.

I frowned, pretending not to know. "I don't know what you are talking about."

Rati sighed, her gaze darting towards the door. "What should I tell you? Ever since Mom caught me hanging out with Ravi, I've just been stuck sitting at this shop."

"With Ravi?" I asked, trying to sound surprised.

She scoffed, a quick, sharp sound. "Why are you acting so shocked? I was just passing time with him."

*It seems I might have to pass some time with her too, I thought. I am much better than Ravi.* I stood straighter.

Rati looked me up and down, a slight sneer on her lips. "You are still just a kid."

"That's only what you think," I challenged her, my jaw tightening.

"Then who thinks you are big?" she asked, her arms crossing over her chest.

"Anyone who has really known me says I've grown up now," I stated, holding her gaze.

Rati paused, considering me deeply. "Then maybe I'll have to see for myself once."

"If you see it once, you'll keep calling me to look at it again and again," I promised, a confident smile stretching across my face.

She squinted at me. "Who knows? From the outside, you look fine."

"I'm fine from every side," I countered, the boldness rushing through me.

Rati straightened up suddenly, the sad look completely gone, replaced by a swift, eager look. "Then let's go home and take a look."

*This girl agreed instantly!* "Then let's go," I agreed, moving towards the door.

"Wait, let me close the shop," she said, quickly getting up.

Just as Rati stood up to close the shop, Mangla Kaki arrived. Seeing her mother, Rati's face fell instantly.

Mangla Kaki smiled brightly at me. "How are you, Avi? You've come after so many days."

I explained my absence, forcing a disappointed expression. "What can I do, Kaki? I'm alone at home. I have to do all the work myself, so I don't get time to come here."

Mangla Kaki waved her hand dismissively. "Your Chachi is coming on Monday. Come after that."

"Okay, Kaki, I'll leave now," I said, trying to make my exit.

"Why are you getting up and going away in the middle of our talk?" she asked, surprised.

"Chachi is coming on Monday, so I have to clean the house," I lied smoothly. "I haven't cleaned the house in five days."

"Then do it tomorrow," Mangla Kaki suggested.

"I have to study tomorrow too," I said, rubbing the back of my neck, feigning stress.

Mangla Kaki thought for a moment, then an idea brightened her face. "Sit down now. Tomorrow, I will send Rati over. She will help you."

*Kaki got caught in the trap!* I turned to Rati, playing the innocent card. "First, ask Rati."

Mangla Kaki laughed, a booming sound. "Why ask her? She will come to your house tomorrow. Your Chachi will be happy when she finds out Rati helped you."

"Whatever you think is right, Kaki," I said, trying to contain my excitement. I saw the sudden, fierce joy shining in Rati's eyes.

I talked with Mangla Kaki for an hour, then went home.

After reaching home, I went to Komal's house. After studying there, I came to Pooja Bua's house.

Just like yesterday, Bua mixed sleeping pills into Raj's milk. But Bua had said she wouldn't let me hit her gaand again. Whatever happens, I decided, I would pound Bua's gaand again tonight.

Bua and I went into Sweta's room.

I asked Bua why she had given Raj sleeping pills today.

Bua quickly shook her head, her hand fluttering near her mouth. "It's not what you think. I won't let you fuck my gaand again. I only did this so I could enjoy the fucking with you openly."

I felt a surge of disappointment, a deep sigh catching in my throat. Then I thought, Let it go, at least I am getting the chooť. Besides, upsetting Bua too much would cause me problems.

I grabbed Bua's wrist, not heading toward Sweta's closed door, but pulling her toward the hall. "We're going to your room," I whispered, a dark excitement rising in me.

Bua resisted, pulling back instantly. "No! Are you crazy? He's right there. What if he wakes up?" she hissed, her eyes wide with fear.

I didn't argue. I simply backed her against the wall in the dark hallway and quickly stripped off shirt. Her gaze immediately locked onto my hard, pulsating lunď, visible beneath the thin fabric of my  pants. I slowly pulled down my night pants, letting her see its full, aggressive size. Bua's resistance seemed to crumble instantly, replaced by a deep flush of desire. Her breathing turned shallow.

I took her hand and led her silently into Bua's room. Raj was lying on his stomach, his breathing deep and even from the sleeping pill.

I guided Bua to the foot of the bed and helped her quickly lift her nighty and panties, exposing her beautiful body. I didn't let her take them off completely, wanting the clothing to stay on for the speed of the act. I positioned her on the bed, her hands bracing against the mattress, her gaand aimed toward me.

She looked back at me, still hesitant. "Avi, I can't. Not here," she begged in a silent whisper.

I leaned in, my voice a demanding reassurance. "I want to enjoy you right here, in your own room, Bua. He's sleeping due to the heavy pill; he won't wake up," I promised her, the thrill thick in my throat.

I ignored her plea and aggressively positioned myself. She was already in the doggy position, ready on the bed. I gently pushed her gaand and ducked my head, my mouth going straight to her wet chooť from behind. I licked her slick, hot folds quickly, dragging my tongue deeply across her most sensitive spot. 

Bua shook violently, and a quiet sound of surrender escaped her. Once she was completely lost in that sudden, forbidden pleasure, I pushed my lunď into her chooť from behind. The pleasure of the deep, tight entry stopped all protest right away.

I started pumping slowly, then faster. I watched as her large breasts swung and danced with the motion, coming dangerously close to Raj's sleeping head. Bua's eyes were squeezed shut, and a raw moan was trapped in her throat. She could feel the enormous risk, the ultimate violation, and it was driving her mad with desire.

I slammed into her hard, and her hips rose and fell. She opened her eyes, darting a look at Raj's face, then back at me. A powerful shudder ran through her, and she grabbed the sheets fiercely. The sight of her boobs swinging over her son's sleeping body was too much for her. The sheer, violent energy was entirely due to the thought of Rati and the dangerous location. Bua felt the difference, screaming louder in muffled gasps with every powerful thrust. The sounds of our unrestrained passion filled the room.

The tension grew quickly. I gripped her hips and pushed in with long, hard strokes. I used the thought of Rati to fuel my rage inside Bua's hot body. Bua yelled rough curses; her mix of pleasure and pain made my pace relentless inside her wet chooť. My heart pounded hard, my palms were slick with sweat, and the sudden rush made my breathing shallow and fast. I pushed all that energy into one final, deep thrust, sinking into release as my mind eagerly jumped ahead to tomorrow.

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