10-08-2019, 01:48 PM
By the time, we came out of the restaurant at about 10.30 pm; we were all a bit tight and easygoing. My wife had finished two beers. That was more than she ever drank. I could see a hint of stagger in her walk. Mr. Sethi held her hand and supported her. He sensed that his going away was weighing on her mind. He did all he could to lighten her mood. He kept assuring her that he shall be in touch with us regularly even after leaving and also that he would come back soon. He always held her hands in his; as if they were a newly married couple.
I went to get the car from the parking lot. I moved ahead, leaving them behind. When I was returning with the car, I saw them from a long distance hugging each other. By the time, I reached nearer; they were walking with their hands in each other's waist. I was seeing my wife walking like this with any other (than me) man for the first time. They were absorbed in animated discussion on some topic. They kept on talking through the short drive. They seemed to be talking about some matters relating to Mr. Sethi's job.
Even after reaching home, they carried on talking nonstop. I asked Mr. Sethi to move in with us in our bedroom and keep talking. I told him that they could talk throughout the night. I told him that Tina and I had decided that we shall not sleep but will talk through the night. I went to Tina and whispered in her ears that she should wear that night suit, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi. I always wanted her to wear that. However, she had never worn it. Tina looked at me questioningly. I looked at her pleading. She nodded, smiled and went to washroom to change. Mr. Sethi and I changed into our lungi (a stitched wrap around cloth to cover lower half of our body) in the bedroom. I gave my Kurta to Mr. Sethi to wear for the night. I also put one on. We sat on the bed. I had a large blanket spread on it, sufficient to cover all of us. We waited for my wife, to emerge from the washroom.
When Tina came out of the washroom, Mr. Sethi and I lost our breath. She was wearing the night dress, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi, some time ago. It was almost a see through type. It had a lot of frills and pleats and plenty of embroidery. It was tied down by a cord hanging at the waist. The top of the dress at the neck showed plenty of cleavage. The shoulder flaps were such that if they were just pushed aside by hand, her breasts would get exposed and the dress would slide down simply by gravity. It was obvious that she did not wear anything underneath. The swaying of her breasts was clearly visible. She walked in like a princess. The beers had done a world of good to her mood. Mr. Sethi looked at her as if he would eat her. Tina saw his stare and blushed like a newly married bride standing naked on her wedding night, with her husband staring at her.
She had never worn that night dress earlier. She thought that it was too sexy and provocative. Many times Mr. Sethi and I had asked her to wear that dress earlier. She had stubbornly refused to wear it. She felt too shy to wear it. She looked like a sex Goddess in that dress. Her flowing gown resting provocatively on her hips, made her extremely desirable. She wanted him to feel happy that night by wearing that dress, gifted by him. I could not control my urge to feel her. I called her near me. She came closer. I wrapped my one arm around her waist, made her bend a little and kissed her on the lips.
She looked at Mr. Sethi. Then she walked slowly to the other end of the bed to go to Mr. Sethi. Mr. Sethi said, "Tina, you look so lovely and desirable." Looking at me, he said, "Tarun, please don't trust me tonight. She looks so seductive. Don't blame me, if I am unable to control myself tonight. Tina, It was good that you did not wear this earlier. I thank you for wearing this dress today. I had wanted to see you in this dress for a long time. You have given me two big surprising gifts in one day." I told Mr. Sethi to wait; the day was not yet over.
Tina smiled gleefully. She came in front of Mr. Sethi I could see Mr. Sethi's eyes riveted on Tina's cleavage and her inviting shapely bums. Tina came closer to Mr. Sethi and rested her two hands on his shoulders. Then she said, Thank you Mr. Sethi. This is your gift. I should thank you. Tarun and I have full trust in you for tonight and forever, irrespective of anything and everything that you do."
I told Mr. Sethi, "Who asked you to control yourself?" This made Mr. Sethi happy and emotional. He never expected Tina to fulfil his desire in this manner. He pulled Tina closer and slowly, he kissed her on her cheeks. Tina was unable to control her emotions. When Mr. Sethi was nuzzling his mouth on her cheeks, she raised her face and levelled it with her face. Their noses almost touched each other. It must have taken a lot of will power for him not to kiss her on the lips. I could see a small tent rising between his legs showing desire building up in him. My condition was similar.
Mr. Sethi said promptly, "Don't call me Mr. Sethi. I am Satish for you two."
Without any hesitation, she said, "OK Satish, thank you." As soon as she said it, Mr. Sethi raised his head and looked straight into Tina's eyes. They were level face to face. I pushed his head slightly. Their heads were pressed together. With that push, he pressed his mouth on Tina's. Thus began what was a long kissing session between them. After the emotional session, she separated and looked at me. I sent her a flying kiss and signalled her to join us under the cover of the blanket.
She stood on the edge of the bed; unable to decide her location on the bed. As I slid under the cover of the blanket, I also signalled her to slide under the blanket between Mr. Sethi and me. I asked Mr. Sethi also to slide under the blanket and to continue their discussion.
Tina slowly slid under the covers of the blanket and was between us. I could see her feeling a little awkward; lying so close to Mr. Sethi in such a way that her body touched his. To make her feel comfortable; I slid closer to her and rolled my arm over her and pulled her closer to me in clear view of Mr. Sethi. My wife felt a bit awkward at my open expression of physical affection and looked at Mr. Sethi. When he smiled at her encouragingly and did not give any sign of awkwardness; she felt relaxed in my arms. I raised my head and asked Mr. Sethi to continue what he was saying. Mr. Sethi said that he was explaining to Tina that it was the time of professionalism in all sectors of life: be it job, business or a profession. Tina turned to face Mr. Sethi.
I went to get the car from the parking lot. I moved ahead, leaving them behind. When I was returning with the car, I saw them from a long distance hugging each other. By the time, I reached nearer; they were walking with their hands in each other's waist. I was seeing my wife walking like this with any other (than me) man for the first time. They were absorbed in animated discussion on some topic. They kept on talking through the short drive. They seemed to be talking about some matters relating to Mr. Sethi's job.
Even after reaching home, they carried on talking nonstop. I asked Mr. Sethi to move in with us in our bedroom and keep talking. I told him that they could talk throughout the night. I told him that Tina and I had decided that we shall not sleep but will talk through the night. I went to Tina and whispered in her ears that she should wear that night suit, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi. I always wanted her to wear that. However, she had never worn it. Tina looked at me questioningly. I looked at her pleading. She nodded, smiled and went to washroom to change. Mr. Sethi and I changed into our lungi (a stitched wrap around cloth to cover lower half of our body) in the bedroom. I gave my Kurta to Mr. Sethi to wear for the night. I also put one on. We sat on the bed. I had a large blanket spread on it, sufficient to cover all of us. We waited for my wife, to emerge from the washroom.
When Tina came out of the washroom, Mr. Sethi and I lost our breath. She was wearing the night dress, which was gifted by Mr. Sethi, some time ago. It was almost a see through type. It had a lot of frills and pleats and plenty of embroidery. It was tied down by a cord hanging at the waist. The top of the dress at the neck showed plenty of cleavage. The shoulder flaps were such that if they were just pushed aside by hand, her breasts would get exposed and the dress would slide down simply by gravity. It was obvious that she did not wear anything underneath. The swaying of her breasts was clearly visible. She walked in like a princess. The beers had done a world of good to her mood. Mr. Sethi looked at her as if he would eat her. Tina saw his stare and blushed like a newly married bride standing naked on her wedding night, with her husband staring at her.
She had never worn that night dress earlier. She thought that it was too sexy and provocative. Many times Mr. Sethi and I had asked her to wear that dress earlier. She had stubbornly refused to wear it. She felt too shy to wear it. She looked like a sex Goddess in that dress. Her flowing gown resting provocatively on her hips, made her extremely desirable. She wanted him to feel happy that night by wearing that dress, gifted by him. I could not control my urge to feel her. I called her near me. She came closer. I wrapped my one arm around her waist, made her bend a little and kissed her on the lips.
She looked at Mr. Sethi. Then she walked slowly to the other end of the bed to go to Mr. Sethi. Mr. Sethi said, "Tina, you look so lovely and desirable." Looking at me, he said, "Tarun, please don't trust me tonight. She looks so seductive. Don't blame me, if I am unable to control myself tonight. Tina, It was good that you did not wear this earlier. I thank you for wearing this dress today. I had wanted to see you in this dress for a long time. You have given me two big surprising gifts in one day." I told Mr. Sethi to wait; the day was not yet over.
Tina smiled gleefully. She came in front of Mr. Sethi I could see Mr. Sethi's eyes riveted on Tina's cleavage and her inviting shapely bums. Tina came closer to Mr. Sethi and rested her two hands on his shoulders. Then she said, Thank you Mr. Sethi. This is your gift. I should thank you. Tarun and I have full trust in you for tonight and forever, irrespective of anything and everything that you do."
I told Mr. Sethi, "Who asked you to control yourself?" This made Mr. Sethi happy and emotional. He never expected Tina to fulfil his desire in this manner. He pulled Tina closer and slowly, he kissed her on her cheeks. Tina was unable to control her emotions. When Mr. Sethi was nuzzling his mouth on her cheeks, she raised her face and levelled it with her face. Their noses almost touched each other. It must have taken a lot of will power for him not to kiss her on the lips. I could see a small tent rising between his legs showing desire building up in him. My condition was similar.
Mr. Sethi said promptly, "Don't call me Mr. Sethi. I am Satish for you two."
Without any hesitation, she said, "OK Satish, thank you." As soon as she said it, Mr. Sethi raised his head and looked straight into Tina's eyes. They were level face to face. I pushed his head slightly. Their heads were pressed together. With that push, he pressed his mouth on Tina's. Thus began what was a long kissing session between them. After the emotional session, she separated and looked at me. I sent her a flying kiss and signalled her to join us under the cover of the blanket.
She stood on the edge of the bed; unable to decide her location on the bed. As I slid under the cover of the blanket, I also signalled her to slide under the blanket between Mr. Sethi and me. I asked Mr. Sethi also to slide under the blanket and to continue their discussion.
Tina slowly slid under the covers of the blanket and was between us. I could see her feeling a little awkward; lying so close to Mr. Sethi in such a way that her body touched his. To make her feel comfortable; I slid closer to her and rolled my arm over her and pulled her closer to me in clear view of Mr. Sethi. My wife felt a bit awkward at my open expression of physical affection and looked at Mr. Sethi. When he smiled at her encouragingly and did not give any sign of awkwardness; she felt relaxed in my arms. I raised my head and asked Mr. Sethi to continue what he was saying. Mr. Sethi said that he was explaining to Tina that it was the time of professionalism in all sectors of life: be it job, business or a profession. Tina turned to face Mr. Sethi.
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