Adultery Those Piercing Eyes by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I simply could not resist the temptation to watch the Brigadier's reaction as he watched my half dressed wife shaking her hair in the balcony that made her boobs bounce freely without the bra and a wet white cloth loosely wrapped around her lissom body exposing her boobs. I was shocked to see the Brigadier had pulled down his shorts and had his tight long cock in his hand; which he stroked as he watched Sumi performing her daily routine exercises. The Brigadier's cock was fairly long and thick and gleamed in the sun light; coated all over by pre-cum coming out from the tiny orifice of the stem of his bulbous head. It surprised me to see that even at that age (the Brigadier must be slightly short of 60) he had such a challenging cock that stood up like a flag pole in his palm.


It felt awkward for me to stand and spy upon my neighbour thus. However, my legs were stuck to the floor as I could not but watch through what would be in store as the show progressed. The Brigadier was riveted to his spot as he watched Sumi do some Asanas of the Yoga exercise.

Sumi kept exercising in the balcony, hardly aware of the impact she was making on our poor neighbour. And what an impact she was making! The Brigadier kept stroking faster and faster as Sumi spread her legs, raised them in the air one after another, jerked her hair up and down and bent and shook her body in the exercise. The whole show was highly tantalizing to say the least and any other male in place of the Brigadier would not have been better off.

As the Brigadier watched movements of Sumi's half hidden assets; filling up the rest through his imagination, he began stroking his cock harder. He was undergoing a wave of convulsions when suddenly my leg kicked one of the doors that made some sound and the Brigadier saw me watching him in the act of masturbation. He felt acutely embarrassed as he tried to cover up himself quickly.

I was stuck like a dumb head on the doors, apologising and making very stupid incoherent noises as I retreated awkwardly trying to explain that I had come to deliver the food box that Sumi had asked me to deliver. I quickly withdrew and ran down the flight of stairs leaving behind the food on one of the small tables on my way out.

I was so acutely embarrassed myself catching the Brigadier in his peeping tom activities that in the evening, I decided to go to the Brigadier's house on my way back from my office, before going home and profusely apologize for my stupidity, so that this incident did not sour our relationship. However, before I could act, I got a phone call from the Brigadier sometime in the afternoon. His hello was pretty fragile as compared to his normal self assured resonant thundering greetings.

He talked in roundabout way and requested that I should stop by his house on my way back and that I should strictly keep the secret between two males and that I should not mention any of this to Sumi.

At about six pm that evening on my way back home, I saw the Brigadier having a cup of tea in his front lawn. I cleared my throat and tried to apologize, when he cut my statement in between and said, "Well, do not feel guilty. It is I, who needs to beg forgiveness." Then regaining in composure somewhat he confided in me that he was starved of sex since his wife died more than a year ago. He swore to me that he would never look again in the direction of my house, when Sumi dried her hair or did her yoga exercises.

He was surprised when I told him not to worry too much about what happened. I asked him not to stop looking through the curtains as there was nothing wrong if he did that because he was not hurting anyone. If Sumi did the exercises in the open half dressed, the Brigadier could not be faulted for looking. I promised the Brigadier that I shall not tell Sumi any of this and everything shall be just as before. The Brigadier appeared so obliged that he took my hands in his and with a hint of wetness in his eyes thanked me for my understanding.

As I walked out after our evening chat, I felt pleased that this could lead to some excitement in our relationships resulting in some real surprises.

Needless to mention that after the incident, the Brigadier was more than friendly to me. We met more often in the evenings and he would reveal some of his secret army experiences. In his hey days, he confided that he was a star at the parties and many army wives and girls craved for him. He confided in me that during his service days, he had secret relationships with some of them too and many women wanted him to fuck them. He had indeed fucked some of his fan females, he grudgingly confided.

I could detect a ringing tone of sadness and disappointment at him being left out to his palatial house alone with the two attendants, not being able to have any female company. He blurted out talking with me under the influence of booze one evening that only after we checked in his neighbourhood, did he find some vitality in his boring life. He inadvertently hinted at the role my wife played in this transformation.

It must have been a week after the incident of my catching the Brigadier (with his pants down, literally). Sumi and I had retired to bed when Sumi asked me, "Raj, I am somewhat confused at the Brigadier's strange behaviour since the past few days. He is avoiding eye to eye contact with me and behaves much more formally than before. I don't know why."

The issue not only affected the Brigadier. It affected me too. There was this internal struggle going on in my mind too (wondering where aall this would lead to); since my talk with the Brigadier. I inadvertently blurted out, "Naturally, any man in his position would."