Adultery Rupali ki daily journal

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER 1 DAY

I returned from college and saw Raghu Kaka climbing the stairs to his floor. I called out to him.
"Raghu Kaka, thank you, kal ke liye," I said.
"Arre Memsaab, iski koi jarurat nahi. Agar mere layak kuch kaam ho to jarur batana," he replied. While saying this, he scanned me from head to toe. I was wearing a saree.
"Aap chai loge?" I offered.
"Haan, jarur Memsaab," Raghu Kaka replied.
Raghu Kaka came into my house. I went to the kitchen and prepared tea for both of us. I handed him a cup; we both remained standing because I only have one chair in my house. I offered him the seat, but he refused.
"Kaisi hai chai?" I asked.
"Aap ki tarah, mast, Memsaab," Raghu Kaka replied. He looked at my bare waist at the side of my saree.
"Aap ko sharam nahi aati, mujhe aisi baate karte hue?" I said.
"Sharam to kafi aati hai, par aapka ye mast bhara hua badan dekhkar chali jaati hai. Kya mast ho aap Memsaab!" Raghu Kaka said shamelessly.
I felt a flash of anger, but also a sudden, strange sensation in my vagina when he said that. I don't know why, but it was as if I had started to enjoy him praising me.
"Aap aapki biwi ke paas kyun nahi chale jaate?" I asked.
"Ye sab mujhe meri biwi ko dekhkar nahi hota," he said. "Kaash aap meri biwi hoti, Memsaab!"
"Kya?" I reacted.
"Main to aapko sone hi nahi deta," he said. Somehow, I didn’t feel as angry as I should have. I asked him to leave.
"Memsaab, vaise mujhe chai se jyada doodh pasand hai," he said while leaving, his eyes fixed on my blouse.