Adultery A Fixed Match by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

What was happening on the TV was happening in our drawing room too, except that Dev had not kissed me, until then. I had both my breasts cupped and fondled by Dev and my hubby Raj, albeit through the gown. When Dev's hand touched Raj's, Dev withdrew his hand. Raj noticed it. He made Dev turn to face me, caught Dev's hand and made him squeeze both my breasts. The secret and the hide and seek game was over.


I looked at my hubby Raj. He smiled and winked at me encouragingly. I knew he wanted me to go ahead or at least not to react negatively to what was happening. I waited with bated breath to see what would happen next. I was not disappointed.

Raj began to caress my leg over the gown gently while Dev fondled my breasts. Raj caught my gown on my leg and started pulling it up a little by little, with one hand. My gown was pulled up above my knees exposing lower half of my thighs. With the other hand Raj pulled my head to press my lips on his. My gown cloth bunched up below my thighs. I felt a chill run over me as I sensed my semi nudity.

The porn flick was showing highly erotic scenes. All the three had undressed each other and had fallen in the makeshift bed on the sand in the tent with the wife cranked both cocks and both men fondled the wife's one tit each in their hands. The wife kissed each man one after the other. I had an instinct that the same scene could get repeated in our drawing room too and so it did; as Raj disengaged me from his kiss, while Dev thrust his face hesitatingly on mine pouting his lips inviting my mercy to join his lips.

I was unsure and looked hesitatingly at my hubby Raj, who pushed me forward making my lips press onto Dev's. Dev uncertainly held me in his arms. He pressed his lips on mine clumsily and perhaps hesitating a little. He tried to suck my tongue into his eagerly waiting mouth. His hold on me was so weak that if I wanted, I could have freed myself. But I didn't want to. I looked at my hubby doubtfully, if he would approve of my kissing his friend. He was busy trying to push me up to raise my gown to my waist. It was clear that it did not matter to him that I was kissed hard by his friend and so called brother; right in front of him.

I told myself, "What the hell!" If it did not matter to my husband; then why should I restrain my desires? I surrounded my arms around Dev's head and whole heartedly joined him in the French kiss, pressing his mouth harder on mine.

While I was engaged in the kiss with Dev, I stuck my hand and did not allow Raj to raise the bottom hem of my gown any higher. I did not notice that Raj then surreptitiously moved his hand behind me and quickly undid all the top buttons of my gown from behind. Only then I felt my gown flaps moving apart untied on my shoulders. Dev noticed it. He looked at the open flaps and lovingly caressed my shoulders to push the opened flaps down to my waist, exposing my breasts completely. I just sat there completely baffled at both Dev and Raj's working together to undress me.

I had a feeling that both my hubby and Dev were following the TV flick; as if it was a tutorial showing how to seduce your friend's wife with her husband's approval. The husband was kissing his wife and caressing her back; while the boatman spread her legs apart and was inserting his head between her thighs in the porn on the TV.

I knew the rest of the story for both: wife in the reel and the wife in real. I knew they would be the same. I decided to deal with the things in a more comfortable way. I stood up, raised the top of my gown to my neck to cover my breasts, buttoned up and said, "I am going to the bedroom. Mind you, I am not breaking my promise. I am not leaving you. You fellows may join me in the bedroom (or on the bed? I didn't clarify) now, if you want to; or watch this flick and come later after I go to sleep. But mind you; don't disturb me once I am asleep. Ok? You decide, if you want to watch this video or join me." I hinted indirectly at them that either they watch others do it or take the opportunity to do it themselves.