10-01-2019, 04:36 PM
So now you get the hidden agenda behind getting my wife super drunk and horny. I was betting on her inhibitions being lowered enough that she'd beg me for it. I'd be able to fuck her out in the open in the mountains. And then, maybe coax her into giving anal sex another try. We had initiated it a few times but she had always stopped me before any meaningful penetration happened. But one thing at a time.
I carried my wife up the trail path, my erect dick poking against her waist. I even raised her up by the knees almost upside down to admire her beautiful her naked ass looked with her skirt back hanging below it.
"I'm heavy." Urvash slurred. Oh no, this was not the time for her body image issues to return.
"Shut up! You're sexier than ever!" I said, and then to demonstrate that she wasn't heavy, I twirled her body behind my back and then back to the front like figure skaters do.
Bad idea. She retched and coughed a little with all the booze sloshing about inside her. But it subsided.
"You dick, don't show off." she slapped my cheek lightly.
About 50 feet from the top, my cellphone started ringing. I ignored it.
"Answer it!" Urvashi said.
"It can wait." I said, stepping up my pace as the benches and the railing came into view.
"Could be Abir about...about Abir." she said in her motherly voice.
Fuck! If the little tyke had chosen this moment to create a situation with his aunt, I swore I'd put him up for adoption.
"Unlikely." I said, now almost close to the railing.
"Please sweetie!" Urvashi begged.
"Fine." I said, putting her down.
Urvashi swayed a little, holding on to my arm. I fished out the phone which had stopped ringing by now.
"It's not your sister. It's Sharad calling from San Jose." I said, showing her the screen
"Our CFO?"
"Yup." I said slipping the phone back into my pocket.
"Fuck him!" Urvashi said throwing her right hand in the air behind her shoulder.
She stumbled a little, but stabilized herself. Then she walked towards the shoulder high railing, bent forward and pushed her chest against it, thrust her ass back, and gyrated it invitingly.
I sprinted over, rubbing my crotch. As I did, my phone buzzed for a couple of seconds, indicating there was a text message. I barely registered it. I got to where my wife was standing. Threw the skirt over the wist, exposing her lovely smooth inviting ass. Put a couple of fingers in her pussy to make sure she was still wet. Turned out she was almost leaking. A bent down to give her clit a couple of licks as perfunctory
"Ahhhhh!" Urvashi moaned, and then yelled at the open valley "WE ARE GOING TO FUCKKKKK!!"
"Hehe, shhhhhh. Someone might hear us." I said, putting my arms around her and on the railing.
I rubbed my hard 7 incher against her naked ass through my pants. I reached around and rubbed her boobs over the tank top, which she was wearing without a bra at my coaxing earlier in the day.
I kissed Urvashi's neck at the spot she loved and she moaned. I felt her nipples harden under my fingers.
"I am so fucking wet!! Forget the foreplay." Urvashi growled. "Do it already."
"As you say."
I pushed Urvashi's shoulders so she was leaning over the railing. I started unzipping my pants to free my dick when suddenly
RINGRINGRINGRING
"Fuck! I should have just put it on silent." I said, reaching for my phone. The timing could not have been worse.
"Abir???..." Urvashi said, slurring, her spit dropping into the valley below.
"Has to be Sharad." I said, my dick now about to enter her.
"Just check..." she said, switching from whore to madonna again. She was still bent over, ready to get to the fucking if all was clear.
"Fine." I fished out the phone. It was Sharad obviously.
But then I saw something else. The text message he had sent me flashed on my screensaver. It said.
- 911. MAJOR 911. SORRY. CALL ASAP. MAJOR 911.
"Motherfucker!" I swore loudly.
"What?" she asked. "Abir?"
"No." and I held the phone in front of her face.
As you can guess, the code for a big urgent emergency in our company was 911. Our bosses usually didn't call us when we were on vacation or late at night. But if they did, it was important. And it was REALLY important, the cod was 911.
Sharad, our CFO, was in San Jose working to close a deal that was really important for our company. I had worked on the proposal with him. I knew he was scheduled to met the clients any time now. And a 911 meant he needed my help with something.
"Motherfucker." Urvashi agreed. "Well, you call to have to...I mean...CFO after all..."
She knew how important the deal was. She knew I had to call him back.
Leaving my dick out in the cool air, I called back, hoping it would be something really quick.
"Yes Sharad?" I said.
"Rishi, I am really really REALLY sorry to call at this time. I know you and Urvashi are on a special holiday. But trust me, I had no choice. I cannot find the quotes with the new specifications. Didn't you email them to me?" he said, sounding tense.
"I did. Yesterday." I said, not hiding my annoyance.
There was a short silence.
"I checked again. I don't see an email." he said.
"I swear I sent it." I said, as Urvashi lifted her skirt with her hands, and wiggled her naked ass at me.
"Okay okay." he said, sounding defensive. "I don't know what happened then. Can you read out the key numbers to me right now? I am about to head into the meeting in like fifteen minutes. They are all there. Even their CEO."
"Fuck" I said, cursing my luck. "I am away from my car and my laptop is in it."
"This is really important, Rishi." he said, now an edge to his voice.
"Fine. Give me ten minutes and I'll call you back."
"Again, I am really sorry, Rishi." he said and hung up.
"What?" Urvashi sulkily asked without turning around.
"Honey, I will be back really quickly." I stroked her wet pussy lips. "I need to go back to the car and read out some stuff to Sharad from my laptop."
"Hmmmm...okay." She said in an exaggerated sad voice. But even that drunk, she knew the importance of what the CFO wanted.
"You stay right here. Don't move. I will come back and mount you without as much as a how do you do."
"Promises promises." she said, some more drool dripping down her mouth.
I turned around and jogged down the path leading to the road where I had parked my car. It took me eight minutes and I was about to unlock my car when the phone rang again. It was Sharad again.
"Hey Rishi, I found the email. I had accidentally archived it. Sorry to bother you."
If he weren't the CEO, I would have let loose a long stream of profanity right at that moment.
"Oh cool. Do you need anything else?" I asked instead, relieved that at least I could.
"Nope. Good night. Say hi to Urvashi for me. And sorry again."
"Good luck."
I hang up the phone delighted. Now I could go back instantly to my horny wife and mount her under the stars and the full moon.
I started sprinting up the trail path when I remember the shorter steeper way from my childhood. While my parents lumbered up the trail, my brother and I would climb up the steep edge, holding on to rocks and vines. I hadn't taken it while going up because Urvashi was too drunk. But now, every moment counted.
I carried my wife up the trail path, my erect dick poking against her waist. I even raised her up by the knees almost upside down to admire her beautiful her naked ass looked with her skirt back hanging below it.
"I'm heavy." Urvash slurred. Oh no, this was not the time for her body image issues to return.
"Shut up! You're sexier than ever!" I said, and then to demonstrate that she wasn't heavy, I twirled her body behind my back and then back to the front like figure skaters do.
Bad idea. She retched and coughed a little with all the booze sloshing about inside her. But it subsided.
"You dick, don't show off." she slapped my cheek lightly.
About 50 feet from the top, my cellphone started ringing. I ignored it.
"Answer it!" Urvashi said.
"It can wait." I said, stepping up my pace as the benches and the railing came into view.
"Could be Abir about...about Abir." she said in her motherly voice.
Fuck! If the little tyke had chosen this moment to create a situation with his aunt, I swore I'd put him up for adoption.
"Unlikely." I said, now almost close to the railing.
"Please sweetie!" Urvashi begged.
"Fine." I said, putting her down.
Urvashi swayed a little, holding on to my arm. I fished out the phone which had stopped ringing by now.
"It's not your sister. It's Sharad calling from San Jose." I said, showing her the screen
"Our CFO?"
"Yup." I said slipping the phone back into my pocket.
"Fuck him!" Urvashi said throwing her right hand in the air behind her shoulder.
She stumbled a little, but stabilized herself. Then she walked towards the shoulder high railing, bent forward and pushed her chest against it, thrust her ass back, and gyrated it invitingly.
I sprinted over, rubbing my crotch. As I did, my phone buzzed for a couple of seconds, indicating there was a text message. I barely registered it. I got to where my wife was standing. Threw the skirt over the wist, exposing her lovely smooth inviting ass. Put a couple of fingers in her pussy to make sure she was still wet. Turned out she was almost leaking. A bent down to give her clit a couple of licks as perfunctory
"Ahhhhh!" Urvashi moaned, and then yelled at the open valley "WE ARE GOING TO FUCKKKKK!!"
"Hehe, shhhhhh. Someone might hear us." I said, putting my arms around her and on the railing.
I rubbed my hard 7 incher against her naked ass through my pants. I reached around and rubbed her boobs over the tank top, which she was wearing without a bra at my coaxing earlier in the day.
I kissed Urvashi's neck at the spot she loved and she moaned. I felt her nipples harden under my fingers.
"I am so fucking wet!! Forget the foreplay." Urvashi growled. "Do it already."
"As you say."
I pushed Urvashi's shoulders so she was leaning over the railing. I started unzipping my pants to free my dick when suddenly
RINGRINGRINGRING
"Fuck! I should have just put it on silent." I said, reaching for my phone. The timing could not have been worse.
"Abir???..." Urvashi said, slurring, her spit dropping into the valley below.
"Has to be Sharad." I said, my dick now about to enter her.
"Just check..." she said, switching from whore to madonna again. She was still bent over, ready to get to the fucking if all was clear.
"Fine." I fished out the phone. It was Sharad obviously.
But then I saw something else. The text message he had sent me flashed on my screensaver. It said.
- 911. MAJOR 911. SORRY. CALL ASAP. MAJOR 911.
"Motherfucker!" I swore loudly.
"What?" she asked. "Abir?"
"No." and I held the phone in front of her face.
As you can guess, the code for a big urgent emergency in our company was 911. Our bosses usually didn't call us when we were on vacation or late at night. But if they did, it was important. And it was REALLY important, the cod was 911.
Sharad, our CFO, was in San Jose working to close a deal that was really important for our company. I had worked on the proposal with him. I knew he was scheduled to met the clients any time now. And a 911 meant he needed my help with something.
"Motherfucker." Urvashi agreed. "Well, you call to have to...I mean...CFO after all..."
She knew how important the deal was. She knew I had to call him back.
Leaving my dick out in the cool air, I called back, hoping it would be something really quick.
"Yes Sharad?" I said.
"Rishi, I am really really REALLY sorry to call at this time. I know you and Urvashi are on a special holiday. But trust me, I had no choice. I cannot find the quotes with the new specifications. Didn't you email them to me?" he said, sounding tense.
"I did. Yesterday." I said, not hiding my annoyance.
There was a short silence.
"I checked again. I don't see an email." he said.
"I swear I sent it." I said, as Urvashi lifted her skirt with her hands, and wiggled her naked ass at me.
"Okay okay." he said, sounding defensive. "I don't know what happened then. Can you read out the key numbers to me right now? I am about to head into the meeting in like fifteen minutes. They are all there. Even their CEO."
"Fuck" I said, cursing my luck. "I am away from my car and my laptop is in it."
"This is really important, Rishi." he said, now an edge to his voice.
"Fine. Give me ten minutes and I'll call you back."
"Again, I am really sorry, Rishi." he said and hung up.
"What?" Urvashi sulkily asked without turning around.
"Honey, I will be back really quickly." I stroked her wet pussy lips. "I need to go back to the car and read out some stuff to Sharad from my laptop."
"Hmmmm...okay." She said in an exaggerated sad voice. But even that drunk, she knew the importance of what the CFO wanted.
"You stay right here. Don't move. I will come back and mount you without as much as a how do you do."
"Promises promises." she said, some more drool dripping down her mouth.
I turned around and jogged down the path leading to the road where I had parked my car. It took me eight minutes and I was about to unlock my car when the phone rang again. It was Sharad again.
"Hey Rishi, I found the email. I had accidentally archived it. Sorry to bother you."
If he weren't the CEO, I would have let loose a long stream of profanity right at that moment.
"Oh cool. Do you need anything else?" I asked instead, relieved that at least I could.
"Nope. Good night. Say hi to Urvashi for me. And sorry again."
"Good luck."
I hang up the phone delighted. Now I could go back instantly to my horny wife and mount her under the stars and the full moon.
I started sprinting up the trail path when I remember the shorter steeper way from my childhood. While my parents lumbered up the trail, my brother and I would climb up the steep edge, holding on to rocks and vines. I hadn't taken it while going up because Urvashi was too drunk. But now, every moment counted.
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