Adultery Knowing my wife, knowing me as well - 1 by Krish_999 ( Completed )

[sarit11]

Next week again, Mohan asked her out. I didn't know how to stop her. He was a man she could safely hangout with. I don't know how he manages to look like a safe date to her while harbouring so much dirty thoughts about every part of her body. She never told me that he said this, and it was a dirty comment. She always said he made this dirty statement and it was fun to hear.

That was a Friday. In the morning she told me that she'd go for a coffee with him after work. I asked her to make sure they finish it before the dark.
She came late however, though it wasn't dark either. She came at six thirty. I had become worried a bit by the time she showed up and I told her about it. She was quick to be turned off. She said if I wasn't okay with it, I should have told her. She went on to pronounce that she doesn't want to go with Mohan ever again and made me regret expressing my care.
I had to make a lot of apologies and cuddling to get her back in to her fun mode and speaking about the date.
More than a dozen kisses on all over her face, that's what it took her share it all.
It was was a small pub this time. She was waiting at the place when Mohan arrived in a car and he insisted that they go this new place. It was a nearby pub where no rush exists in day time. They had a couple of glasses of wine each during the entire time they spent there.
He was at his flirty best, she said. Though she seemed pretty impressed of the date, nothing was there for me that's worth mentioning here.

But it wasn't the case when I met Mohan at the bar on next day. He said he and his dream girl had hot kissing session on Friday!
I sat there, with my mouth open and unable to move any part of my body for a whole minute hearing that.
He said he had taken her to KR Wines on Friday evening. After a couple of drinks from there, he was to drop her back to where she was picked up from. But when he sensed an opportunity in the empty parking space, he wasn't the one to miss it.
Meera was wearing a floral frock with a red jacket and looked absolutely stunning as well as inviting. Mohan said he couldn't stop himself and he went straight to her lips and went deep at the very first chance. Though she pulled him away quickly, he had got the very warm taste of her soft lips. He didn't stop there and went to do it again. This time too, she protested but it was minimal, when he pressed his lips on to her. This time longer and deeper, she opened her mouth for him. She enjoyed his kiss. His hands quickly found a way to her boobs and he caressed them over the clothes. He managed to feel all over her twin softness before she regained herself. She pushed him back and said she's scared like hell. He looked straight into hey eyes and he saw the sparks there. They left soon.
His story didn't end there.
When he texted her at night, she wasn't replying at first. But he kept messaging until she responded. She tried to scold him but he was unfazed. He said he knew she had enjoyed it when it happened no matter what she felt afterwards. And she ended up admitting it.


I knew it's not heading to the right places. Though I had an instant hard on, I didn't want to enjoy it. What was upsetting to me more was not the fact that she was kissed but the fact that she admitted she enjoyed it.
What did that mean?
She liked him? Or she liked the kiss only?
Is she going to repeat it?
I decided that next time when she tells me that about a date with him, I would oppose it straightaway.
That night there was no sex as I was drunk and she wasn't. I resorted to help myself in the washroom, while I waited for the Sunday to come.
Sunday came. Day was gone and night came. I literally jumped on to the bed with her. I wanted to kiss the same lips, feel the same boobs that Mohan had two days ago. I was as hard s possible, way too much excited, and ended up cumming too earlier. She insisted another round but I was limp and spent completely.
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