Adultery Past is Gone by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Before he could start, I said, 'Past is gone, Future is not known. Today is your own to enjoy' right?"


My hubby was overjoyed hearing this. He said, "Exactly. So enjoy and tell me when I should come, so that I shall enjoy it too. Remember, you will not hurt anyone including me. And just last one, don't be a prude."

I said, "Ok baby! I am now turning off the phone ok? bye darling! I love you."

My hubby said, "Bye darling! I love you very much more."

As I cut off the phone, I heard a loud coughing sound behind me. I turned to look back and saw Sameer dripping wet, standing frozen at the bedroom door looking at me with a small plastic bag in his hand. I was shocked to see Sameer. Oh God, he must have heard my talk with my husband! The phone dropped from my hands. I was almost completely naked except the towel loosely wrapped around me, wearing only the Mangal Sutra (a necklace that signifies a married woman) apart from the towel. A loud scream escaped my mouth. I shouted, "What the hell are you doing here? How did you enter?"

I heard Sameer fumbling and mumbling in low tone grumbles telling me something like: "I told you I shall get you the medicines. The door was open, I just came in, I did not anticipate this situation."

I was almost melting down of shame. I was also angry. Hearing him mumble, I did not know whether to laugh or cry. I looked at myself. The towel hardly hid anything. My breasts, areolas, hardened nipples my mound were partially visible. I wrapped the towel tightly around my body. I must have looked like a model on the cover page of playboy magazine.

I ran to the bathroom. The bathroom door was just behind Sameer. Sameer stood between me and the bathroom door. I had to walk past him and push him to make way into the bathroom. As I tried to go past him, he took me in his arms. He wanted to kiss me. He raised his hand and made a feeble attempt and managed to pick one of my breasts in his hand. I asked him, "What are you doing?" His look said it all. He was full of lust, his eyes were moist and pleading. But he hardly appeared self confident. He appeared confused and hesitant. I wrested myself out of his clutch and ran into the bathroom.

I closed the bathroom door. I did not know whether to be furious or frightened. I did not know what to say. I needed my clothes. I called Sameer and said, "Sameer, please for God's sake, give me my clothes from the almirah, something to wear please." I was feeling dizzy. I had a bout of sneezing again.

After a few seconds, I heard a tap on the bathroom door and Sameer saying, "Here your clothes." I held the door slightly ajar making sure that I hid behind it and picked up clothes from Sameer's hand and closed the door quickly, afraid lest he might put his foot in the door and force me to open the door and might want to see me naked again. A shiver of excitement ran through my body. I was unsure why this excitement crept in me. Did I secretly want him to see me like that?

I saw the clothes brought by him. he had given me a night robe with the towel. Poor fellow! Either Sameer did not know where to find my bra, panty etc. or he felt too embarrassed to bring them. Anyway, I quickly changed into the robe and looked out of the door, opening it a little. He was there waiting for me to come out. I was still not properly dressed. However, I came out, quite tired. I asked Sameer to go in the bathroom to dry himself and change. I gave him a towel and Raj's night dress to wear. I went into the bedroom.

I was feeling so ashamed and angry with myself. How could I be so careless as to leave the door open behind me? On one hand I was scolding myself, on the other hand I had typical erotic feeling that I was unable to understand. It was kind of feeling I had, when a class fellow kissed me in college when I did not know anything about sex. I felt it strange, bad, excited; all at the same time. I thought I felt something similar then.

I said to Sameer shouting angrily from the bedroom, "There is some etiquette called knocking the door before one comes in." Sameer came out and entered the bedroom, when he heard me shouting and said, "Sorry, I knocked so many times. But you were so busy talking to your hubby. Anyway I apologize again." Sameer said standing ill at ease in my hubby's pajama.

I realized that the fault was mine, not his. A felt really bad for him.

I had no bra no panty on me. But I was too tired to change. Actually the whole day's exercise had drained me completely.

I sat on the bed and told Sameer, "Sameer, I don't think, I am feeling very well. I am very tired today. I have severe cold. I feel dizzy. May be I should sleep for a while. I am not in a position to cook anything right now. I already have something cooked, can I get up after some time and cook for you?" Before I could finish the sentence, I collapsed on bed and fell asleep.