23-08-2019, 01:38 PM
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Chapter 3:
Life went along quietly after this incident until one fine day everything went up one notch. We were always wondering how and when we will ever get another couple or single male into our lives and do thegreat things that we saw on the XXX movies every weekend.
Then suddenly it all happened when I least expected it…
On a nice quiet Wednesday evening in April. I was at home on my own. Sanjay had just rung home from work to say he would be coming home late since the company shuttle bus was starting late due to a traffic accident on OMR according to his company. So everyone was staying back and just working until the situation clears up which they estimated may take a couple of hours.
I had decided to spend the evening watching a romantic movie with a bottle of nice mango juice and some samosas to console myself.
At about 8pm the door bell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone that evening so it was a bit of a surprise. I opened the door to find my husband’s best friend there holding a pack of beer.
His name is Ashok and he has been friends with my husband since they were at college. Ashok was also my husband’s best buddy and was a happy-go-lucky bachelor with a reputation for sleeping with lots of women.He thinks every women loves his cheerful attitude to life and has tried to flirt with me for many many years but never got much response for me. Sanjay has always laughed at this and suggested I should flirt back.
Ashok said he was popping round to see if Sanjay was in and was up for a few beers and maybe some Xbox games for old times sake. This happened about every 2 weeks. Usually I would go to bed and leave them to it. Ashok would always ask if I wanted him to come upstairs with me to "help me settle into bed". I always ignored this.
I told Ashok that Sanjay was late and I didn't know when he was likely to be home. Ashok said that was a bummer as had carried the large pack of beer the 2 miles from his house for nothing. I said he might as well pop in for a beer before going back home. To be honest I was glad for a bit of company.
Ashok came in and followed me into the kitchen (I was getting him a glass for his beer). As he was pouring his beer he noticed a pile of clothes that was waiting for me to take upstairs and put away. On the top of the pile was a pair of my pajamas. There were plain and boring but comfortable.
He sarcastically said "I bet they get Sanjay turned on. If that’s what you wear in bed I won't bother asking to join you upstairs anymore!"
I was both embarrassed and a bit annoyed and found myself replying "Believe me, I have a cupboard full of sexy night clothes upstairs that Sanjay loves to see me in"
He replied "I don't believe that. Everyone knows that you are a bit of a prude!"
That really got me annoyed "I am definitely not a prude. I just keep things between me and Sanjay"
Ashok said "I don't believe you own a single piece of sexy clothing"
I then stupidly replied "You would be surprised at what sexy clothes I have upstairs"
He said "Alright then prove it to me"
"I'm not going to put on something sexy in front of you"
He replied. "Alright then, how about you just show me the sexy night wear you have in your cupboard. I bet you’re too much of a prude to even do that! I dare you to prove your not that much of a prude"
I hated been called a prude and wanted to prove it was not true so I agreed to his dare. We went up the stairs to my bedroom. I then got out all my sexy night clothes and lay them out on the bed. There was a good mix of night clothes including long clingy satin night dresses, short satin night dresses, french knicker and cami sets and a couple of baby dolls. They all had varying degrees of lace and see-through mesh.
Ashoks eyes get wider and wider as I lay out each bit of clothing. He comments "Wow Anushka, I take that all back. That is some damn sexy stuff there. Sanjay is a lucky bastard after all"
I found myself being turned on that Ashok thought I could be sexy. "See, told you I was not a prude".
He replied "If you were not a prude you would be showing me what these clothes look like on you" He then picks up a really short and very see through black night dress. "Go on, I dare you to put this on"
"Do you really think I am going to put that on in front of you?"
He replied "Alright then you pick?"
"Okay I will let you see me in one thing of my choice. But that will be it and you can never call me a prude again. Now get out the room while I get changed."
Ashok left the room. I looked down at the night clothes to see which ones would cover me up the most. I thought to myself that I must be mad doing this but I was also getting turned on by the idea of parading myself in something sexy in front of Ashok.
I picked out a long cream coloured satin night dress. It was very clingy, had long splits up the sides showing a lot of my legs. It had thing straps over the shoulders and showed a reasonable amount of cleavage. The night dress was not see-through so I was not actually going to show off anything really. I think my C cup boobs are probably the best part of my body and was excited that he was going to see a reasonable amount of them.
I called Ashok back in and stood there as he slowly stared me up and down. "Fuck, I didn't realize you were that sexy. What I would do to see you in some of the other stuff"
I found myself loving this attention. "Okay, what would you if I dared to put this on" I held up another long night dress. This one was dark blue and the top had a partially see thru lace design which would mean he would get a reasonable view of my nipples" I couldn't believe I had even suggested this.
He goes "Alright then, how about I give you this?" He puts his hand in his pocket a pulls out a 1000-rupee note.
"Do really think I am that cheap?" I said. "Okay, give me the money and get out the room again".
He leaves and I quickly change night dresses and call him back in. He can't take his eyes of my tits and I can feel my nipples get hard which gives him an even better view.
"I have to admit your tits look stunning. Any chance of a quick feel"
For one brief moment, I did not know what to say. One part of me said this is not a good idea, another said, why not? Then……
Life went along quietly after this incident until one fine day everything went up one notch. We were always wondering how and when we will ever get another couple or single male into our lives and do thegreat things that we saw on the XXX movies every weekend.
Then suddenly it all happened when I least expected it…
On a nice quiet Wednesday evening in April. I was at home on my own. Sanjay had just rung home from work to say he would be coming home late since the company shuttle bus was starting late due to a traffic accident on OMR according to his company. So everyone was staying back and just working until the situation clears up which they estimated may take a couple of hours.
I had decided to spend the evening watching a romantic movie with a bottle of nice mango juice and some samosas to console myself.
At about 8pm the door bell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone that evening so it was a bit of a surprise. I opened the door to find my husband’s best friend there holding a pack of beer.
His name is Ashok and he has been friends with my husband since they were at college. Ashok was also my husband’s best buddy and was a happy-go-lucky bachelor with a reputation for sleeping with lots of women.He thinks every women loves his cheerful attitude to life and has tried to flirt with me for many many years but never got much response for me. Sanjay has always laughed at this and suggested I should flirt back.
Ashok said he was popping round to see if Sanjay was in and was up for a few beers and maybe some Xbox games for old times sake. This happened about every 2 weeks. Usually I would go to bed and leave them to it. Ashok would always ask if I wanted him to come upstairs with me to "help me settle into bed". I always ignored this.
I told Ashok that Sanjay was late and I didn't know when he was likely to be home. Ashok said that was a bummer as had carried the large pack of beer the 2 miles from his house for nothing. I said he might as well pop in for a beer before going back home. To be honest I was glad for a bit of company.
Ashok came in and followed me into the kitchen (I was getting him a glass for his beer). As he was pouring his beer he noticed a pile of clothes that was waiting for me to take upstairs and put away. On the top of the pile was a pair of my pajamas. There were plain and boring but comfortable.
He sarcastically said "I bet they get Sanjay turned on. If that’s what you wear in bed I won't bother asking to join you upstairs anymore!"
I was both embarrassed and a bit annoyed and found myself replying "Believe me, I have a cupboard full of sexy night clothes upstairs that Sanjay loves to see me in"
He replied "I don't believe that. Everyone knows that you are a bit of a prude!"
That really got me annoyed "I am definitely not a prude. I just keep things between me and Sanjay"
Ashok said "I don't believe you own a single piece of sexy clothing"
I then stupidly replied "You would be surprised at what sexy clothes I have upstairs"
He said "Alright then prove it to me"
"I'm not going to put on something sexy in front of you"
He replied. "Alright then, how about you just show me the sexy night wear you have in your cupboard. I bet you’re too much of a prude to even do that! I dare you to prove your not that much of a prude"
I hated been called a prude and wanted to prove it was not true so I agreed to his dare. We went up the stairs to my bedroom. I then got out all my sexy night clothes and lay them out on the bed. There was a good mix of night clothes including long clingy satin night dresses, short satin night dresses, french knicker and cami sets and a couple of baby dolls. They all had varying degrees of lace and see-through mesh.
Ashoks eyes get wider and wider as I lay out each bit of clothing. He comments "Wow Anushka, I take that all back. That is some damn sexy stuff there. Sanjay is a lucky bastard after all"
I found myself being turned on that Ashok thought I could be sexy. "See, told you I was not a prude".
He replied "If you were not a prude you would be showing me what these clothes look like on you" He then picks up a really short and very see through black night dress. "Go on, I dare you to put this on"
"Do you really think I am going to put that on in front of you?"
He replied "Alright then you pick?"
"Okay I will let you see me in one thing of my choice. But that will be it and you can never call me a prude again. Now get out the room while I get changed."
Ashok left the room. I looked down at the night clothes to see which ones would cover me up the most. I thought to myself that I must be mad doing this but I was also getting turned on by the idea of parading myself in something sexy in front of Ashok.
I picked out a long cream coloured satin night dress. It was very clingy, had long splits up the sides showing a lot of my legs. It had thing straps over the shoulders and showed a reasonable amount of cleavage. The night dress was not see-through so I was not actually going to show off anything really. I think my C cup boobs are probably the best part of my body and was excited that he was going to see a reasonable amount of them.
I called Ashok back in and stood there as he slowly stared me up and down. "Fuck, I didn't realize you were that sexy. What I would do to see you in some of the other stuff"
I found myself loving this attention. "Okay, what would you if I dared to put this on" I held up another long night dress. This one was dark blue and the top had a partially see thru lace design which would mean he would get a reasonable view of my nipples" I couldn't believe I had even suggested this.
He goes "Alright then, how about I give you this?" He puts his hand in his pocket a pulls out a 1000-rupee note.
"Do really think I am that cheap?" I said. "Okay, give me the money and get out the room again".
He leaves and I quickly change night dresses and call him back in. He can't take his eyes of my tits and I can feel my nipples get hard which gives him an even better view.
"I have to admit your tits look stunning. Any chance of a quick feel"
For one brief moment, I did not know what to say. One part of me said this is not a good idea, another said, why not? Then……
Future cuckolds, please read our true story...slightly spiced up. Also my wife's version
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