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She asked me then, "Will you not feel embarrassed or slighted or offended if he fucked me? If I allow anyone to touch me or play with me, later on you may blame me for the whole thing."


I gathered some courage and said, "Why should I feel embarrassed or slighted? I am the one who wants it to happen."

Tina had genuine expressions of surprise on her face. She asked me, "Will you not feel jealous?"

I promptly interjected, "Yes, I would feel jealous, if you did this in my absence or without my knowledge. I would like all to happen in my presence, with my knowledge."

She said, "That is all very well, but my conscience will not allow me to be unfaithful to my husband. Moreover, what would happen to Mrs. Sethi?" I kept explaining to her that she would do it only for me and that I did not think at all that she was unfaithful even after she had sex with another person in my presence. As far as Mrs. Sethi was concerned, I had no answer.

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Mrs. Sethi impressed me with more than her authority on classical music. When she talked on any subject, she got fully involved. She seemed so passionate, beautiful and sexy. In such a situation, I would not tire of looking at her. At that point, she slid quite close to me and did not care that her scarf, hiding swell of her breasts fell down and exposed her blouse, which accentuated swell of breasts. I could not remove my eyes from there. Often she caught me staring. Seeing me staring first and then taking my eyes away hurriedly later, she smiled indulgently indicating to me that she understood my reaction. Or was she pleased that I stared at her boobs?

Somewhere during that period, Mr. Sethi was called for an interview by a firm in Dubai. He left India for Dubai for two days. It was the night after he left for Dubai. At well past midnight, there was a knock on my bedroom back door. I and Tina were fast asleep. I staggered off to the door and opened it. I found Mrs. Sethi standing there. She was in her flimsy night dress fully drenched in sweat. She said that there was some electrical problem in her flat. Perhaps the fuse had blown. She asked me, if I could go and take a look at it. It was two am and no electrician was available.

Tina lay in bed snoring blissfully. I told her the situation. She asked me to lock the backdoor from outside and told me to go and attend the problem. She fell asleep before she could complete the sentence.

I picked up my tool kit and went to Mr. Sethi's apartment.

I was in my pyjama. Mrs. Sethi was wearing cotton night dress. Because of perspiration, her dress was sticking on her body and revealed her shapely contours. In the street light, she looked very desirable. I felt like hugging her and taking her in my arms. I took some time in identifying the problem. During that period, due to heat, I was also sweating heavily. I set right the fault and the lights came on only momentarily and again the fuse blew. I told her that there was some other problem. She said that just before the fuse had blown, there was some short circuit and sparks in her fan.

I told her that I shall have to climb up and check her fan. She suggested that I climb on her bed. However, the fan was still higher. I picked a stool from drawing room and tried to climb on it. The stool was unstable. Mrs. Sethi also stood up on bed, came closer and said that she would hold my legs and support me. I climbed on the unstable stool, placed on the mattress. I felt the pressure of her face on my crotch. I could not remain inert (who could, under such a situation?) I began to have an erection.

She must have felt my hard on, because she shuffled her position several times during the period I was fixing the wires. Her face was right at that point, where my erect penis made a tent in my pyjama. If she felt it, she did not say anything. I fixed the short circuit problem. Just when I was trying to come down, the stool tumbled and I fell right on top of Mrs. Sethi. In my desperation to hold onto something; I caught her shoulder with one hand and with the other, I caught one of her breasts and caught it firmly, as I fell on her. My actions were instantaneous and instinctive. My head and shoulder hit the edge of the bed and I passed out momentarily.

We both lay on the bed for a while. She was partially under me, our faces closely together. I gradually came around. Her eyes were looking into mine with some concern. My one hand instinctively still held onto her breast. She looked flustered. Even in that condition, I could not control myself. I pushed my lips onto hers and kissed her. Initially she tried to move her lips away. However, due to my weight, she could not do so. After sometime, she began to respond. She was conscious of my one hand cupping and squeezing her breast. She did not try to move my hand away. Rather, she shuffled her body and brought my one leg between her legs. That gave me courage. I inserted my tongue into her mouth. She sucked my tongue in her mouth and licked it with her tongue. However, all of a sudden she began to shuffle and move away. Gradually, we separated.