Adultery A Fixed Match by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Then in one sudden impulsive move, Dev caught Ritu's shoulders, turned her around and inserted his two arms through the armpits of my wife from behind her. He grabbed her tight, cupped her breasts hard, pulled her tight onto his body, knelt down and applied full upward thrust behind her to lift her up. My lovely wife was too stunned to react; but she managed to land on the platform. She stood on the kitchen platform visibly trembling and unsteady.


My God! When I heard of this incident, my cock hardened and it started oozing out pre-cum; thinking how Dev must have taken the golden opportunity to squeeze my wife's breasts after he inserted his arms through the armpits of my wife from behind her. How he would have pushed his engorged cock from behind her to poke her ass, yet feigning that it was all a part of his duty.

With some difficulty, Ritu managed to lift the box of flour in her hands. However, she was unable to maintain her balance. Dev sounded a word of caution from down, saying, "Bhabhi, be careful, lest you might fall." He enveloped Ritu's legs in his arms in an attempt to steady her.

However, the result was opposite. Before Dev could complete the sentence, my wife Ritu stumbled and fell right on top of Dev. In turn Dev also slipped and fell down. As both fell, Dev took care to hold my wife Ritu tight into his arms from behind her to absorb her fall, so she did not hit the hard floor. The lid of the flour box flung open, spilling all of the flour on both of them. Hearing my wife's shrieks and all the commotion, I rushed to the kitchen and saw a highly erotic scene playing out on the kitchen floor.

Dev lay on his back on the floor. My wife was on top in Dev's lap, with her back on him. Dev's arms had enveloped my wife's body fully from behind her, pulling her tightly onto him. Dev's hands cupped and squeezed my wife's two ripe, full breasts with impunity. Ritu's ass was centred right on Dev's cock. My wife's saree and petticoat had been pulled up well above her thighs. It looked almost as if Dev had pulled her dress up and was preparing to fuck her from behind. Most of the flour had fallen on Dev. His face and eyes were fully covered with the spilled flour. The flour had also fallen all over his dress and the rest of his body.

I clapped and laughed and said, "My God! What an erotic scene, right out of a porn flick."

Ritu quickly got up removing Dev's hands from her breasts and adjusting her dress properly. She was flustered. Dev got up after her. He said, 'Sorry Raj, all this was so sudden and unexpected."

My wife Ritu composed herself and almost cried admonishing me, "Raj, This is entirely your fault. I called you to help me. But you had no time; watching that stupid match. You asked your friend to help me and look what he has done."

I retorted back in mock anger, "Has he done this? Is it his fault at all? Poor fellow helped you. You fell on him and it was Dev who absorbed your fall. Just imagine, what would have happened; if he was not there? You would have fallen on the floor and could have broken your bones. Then we would have been rushing at this time to take you to a hospital. And you say it is his fault? Why all this? It was just because I could not come and help you and I sent Dev instead. Was it such a big issue that you were so cross with me? You could have allowed Dev to take down the flour box from the upper shelf. He could have done it easily with his height. Darling, it is not fair to avoid accepting your own fault."