Adultery Moon Eyed by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Story :- Moon Eyed

Written by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I was married then for five years to my hubby after two years of working together in an IT company and courtship for about 18 months.


We both changed our jobs and got jobs in different companies. I kept fit because I travelled daily by metro to work (preceded and followed by a solid twenty minutes brisk walk each way). That ensured my brisk walking for about 8 kilometres daily. I deliberately walked as I wanted to be fit and keep my body in shape. I knew women add kilos to their body after marriage and regular sex.

I might not have been extraordinarily beautiful; but I was sure as hell worth a second look. I turned heads when I passed by. My hubby did say I had a very sexy figure and am overwhelmingly desirable. He always kept pointing at my full size bust and shapely ass with miniscule waist in between. I am pretty tall almost as tall as my hubby. I am pretty well built but not an ounce of extra fat. My size would be 36 30 36, which is pretty good for a woman married for five years.

My hubby loved my full lips and sharp and rather thick eyelashes. I enjoyed his lips on mine. He loved licking my long and thin neckline and nuzzling his head into my long hair.

He always wondered at my nipples bulging out in full erection when I was even mildly aroused. I just could not control when I was aroused. My hubby was always horny. We fucked almost everywhere all the time and that kept me hot and horny. He was insatiable and so was I.

My hubby had to travel a lot and living alone those nights was unbearable for both of us, particularly for me. When he was away, he always called me late. We talked dirty and did phone sex. That went on for a while. However fantasies can only last for a while.

I suspected off late that on his tours he had started fucking around. I knew a horny fellow that he was, couldn't remain without a pussy for long. Besides, when I called him up several times, he hurriedly disconnected the phone saying he was in a meeting. I wondered if he would be in a meeting so late. I did hear a woman giggle once loudly when he said that.

After his return, I cornered him the first night. I asked him point blank who he was fucking when I called. After a lot of lame excuses, he agreed that he was fucking his assistant.

I felt let down. After all, when I missed him during those lonely nights, I was getting horny too, wasn't I? When I told him that, he laughed and said, "Well, How do I know you were not fucking around too?"

That was a clincher. Until then I believed strongly in marital faith and the marriage wows. On that day, all that I believed came crashing down. I realized to my shock that those wows were just words, not meant to be taken too seriously.

I felt relieved. After all I too felt the need for sex. I was horny many nights and managed by pumping a banana in my pussy instead of a hard cock that I rightfully deserved. I felt pity for my hubby too! How could a virile man like him remain for so long without fucking a cunt? That was that. He was asking for us to have an open marriage. Well I decided, we could well have that!

When my hubby went away for days, I felt really horny. In the night I dreamt of fucking someone or the other I knew. But dreams cannot be a substitute for the real thing. There was hardly anyone who fitted my bill. Well of course there was Ted, one of my colleagues. He was a bit senior to me. He was smart, athletic, tall, well built and physically attractive. I was certain he could satisfy my urge.

He was the first person, whom I noticed, when I joined the company. I went to his room to introduce myself. Gosh! He gave me such a stare the first time I met him that I was grossly puzzled. A colleague does not stare at another, however beautiful she may be. Ted not only kept staring at me with open and rather baffled eyes, but after he steadied himself, he told me quietly, "Liz, please pardon my stare. You are so beautiful."

Normally, I would have loved the compliment. However, his staring at me like that made me feel ill at ease initially. However, those moments passed. Ted composed himself and he introduced himself and introduced me to his team.

It was a pleasant meeting. Barring those initial awkward moments, I felt compulsively attracted to his manly personality and his confident attitude. He maintained faint stubble of beard, which enhanced his sexuality. From day one, I noticed him eying me. However, there were no obvious overtures. He never made a direct pass at me. I always felt that whenever he had an opportunity to be close to me, he stole glances to survey me from top to toe. His looks were so subtle that no one noticed them. However, a woman's eye catches a man's flirting glances, when he tries to send subtle messages through eye to eye contact.

I was excited at his glances and very much wanted to reciprocate his glances with equally subtle eye to eye contact. I had tremors running down my body when he looked me up with his lusty glances.

There were several occasions, when Ted and I had an opportunity to be briefly close together. I cannot forget the first body to body contact with him in the office elevator.

That morning, Ted was already in the elevator, when I entered it. I said "Hello" and smiled at him. He smiled back and looked at me again with that clumsy momentary stare and said "Hi" rather awkwardly. Only two of us were using the elevator. Suddenly the elevator stopped, moments after it started, with a big thud. The lights in the elevator went off. There was a sudden power breakdown. It was pitch dark inside.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

From childhood, I was suffering from phobia of darkness. I later found out that it is called "Nyctophobia" I felt traumatised if I was alone in pitch dark environment. That is why; I never allowed all the lights to be switched off, when I was alone. I avoided sleeping alone because of this reason. I usually slept initially with my mom and later with my elder sister. Even when I slept with them, I always clung tight to them if it was completely dark.


Due to the violent jerk and the complete darkness inside, I was so scared that I moved closer to Ted, compulsively wrapped my arms around him and almost screamed, "Ted, I am afraid of darkness. I am scared. Please hold me tight. Don't go away."

Ted pampered my back and taking me fully in his arms he said, "Don't worry babe. I am here with you. I am sure they will resolve the fault quickly."

To alert the maintenance staff of the power failure; Ted shifted me a little away from him and fumbled to find the alarm button. As soon as he moved a little away from me, I was scared out of my wits. I wanted to ensure that Ted did not move an inch away from me. I hurriedly tried to find Ted and kept feeling Ted with my hands all over his body to be sure that he was there and did not make any move away from me.

This was a heaven sent opportunity for Ted. He stood there letting me feel him all over. He even gently pushed my hand down between his legs. I felt his enormous cock standing erect. A tremor went through my body. His cock was bigger than any I had ever felt.

To ensure that he could not move away from me in the dark, I moved back to press my back hard into Ted. I caught his arms and made him wrap them around my waist. Ted was hard pressed against elevator wall. Due to my pressure and weight, Ted slipped and fell on the floor of the elevator, pulling me down with him. Ted sat helplessly on the floor with me lodged right and proper in his lap. Ted's hands were running all over me from behind perhaps trying to pacify me.

Out of sheer panic, I squeezed his hands hard and dug my fingers deep in his flesh. I did this in panic. However, a part of my horny mind wanted me to make him feel me just as I had felt him all over. Perhaps he caught my hint. He pulled me tightly close to him from behind. and brought his hands to grab my breasts.

He pressed my ass against his cock. His fully erect cock was poking my bums from behind. From the size of his engorged cock, I knew he was aroused. I was scared shit as well as aroused.

I felt fully comfortable, knowing well that I was having my ass jammed on his crotch with his big cock poking my ass crack and his hands grabbing my breasts holding me tight to his body. I knew that when he was in that position, he will certainly not move away. He kept saying, "Don't worry sweetheart, I am with you and won't leave you."

Ted took full advantage of the situation. He cupped my breasts hard in his palms from behind me. I was aroused from two fronts. One from his cock, which was poking my ass from behind and the other was from his hands, which were massaging my breasts. I knew his intentions clearly; however, discouraging him was far from my mind. Firstly because I was shit scared of the darkness and stoppage of lift and secondly because I was so horny myself.

I was writhing with excitement and had my pussy leaking. I was breathing hard as Ted's hands cupped and squeezed my full breasts. It was a long time since I had a man feel my breasts. I stumbled and clutched on Ted harder pretending to be frightened (which of course I was), Perhaps Ted realized my situation. He also pretended that he was clutching my breasts just to hold me close to his body to comfort me.

That day I was wearing a skirt. I felt Ted's hand sliding down pretending to comfort me, reaching and pushing away the hem of my skirt. I pretended not to notice. He gently massaged the area around my pussy first and caressed my mound over my panty without dislodging it. He kept doing this pretending that he was comforting me.

However, his thrusts from behind told me of his desperation. He was horny like hell. I could tell that from the size and hardness of his cock. I realized from the way his massive cock thrust into my ass crack that he was unable to control himself.

When finally the elevator lights came on and the elevator started climbing up, we managed to get up. I did not know if I felt sad or relieved. For almost 15 minutes, he had my breasts in his hands and his cock was embedded into my ass crack through our clothing. I could feel his cock hard and big in my bums. We tidied our clothing and got out of the lift to the understanding mischievous smile of the people waiting to get into the lift.

Ted was deeply stuck in my mind and whenever, I was alone in the night, I could not but relive our encounter in the lift. I realized that I wanted Ted's big cock in my pussy some day. I badly wanted to be fucked by Ted.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

In the next few days, however, things took turn for worse. I was told by a number of persons that Ted hated working women, particularly those, who were reputed to be proficient in their jobs. I was told that he was damned arrogant and that he considered women as dumb and nothing more than fuck toys. This information shook me up completely. Ted's image in my mind took severe beating. I was good in my job and a successful team leader. I was the last person to be his fuck toy.


It was well known that he gave scant respect to women members of the staff for their professional capabilities and was quite vociferous in saying that the place for women is in the kitchen or in bed. He said women were designed to make babies and nurture them and not designed to do intellectual or physical work.

As I thought more about Ted, a kind of rebellion, if not repulsion, replaced my craving for his hard cock. A desire outgrew in me to teach this man-animal a lesson that he would not easily forget: that women were not just fuck toys. They were as intelligent and useful to the society as men, if not more.

An opportunity presented itself soon enough that brought us face to face in a verbal duo. I was having a coffee with a team mate and a friend during break, when I overhead Ted talking to some of his colleagues sitting in the next cabin.

A female colleague was telling Ted of a significant achievement of a team, where apart from a male team leader a special mention was made of a female member for making a significant contribution.

Ted got worked up and retorted rather loudly, "Nonsense, what contribution? Was it for her work or her thighs that she exposed?"

The entire room was stunned into silence. Ted was a senior member. His words carried weight. For me that was enough.

I quickly got up from my chair with both my hands resting folded on my waist with 90 degree angle and faced Ted with what must have looked like a menacing posture. I gave him a dare devil stare and asked, "Oh! So you think that she got the appreciation for showing her legs, is it? You think you are smarter than the professionals who judged her work, right?"

It was perhaps more for the abruptness and my threatening posture than my words that caught Ted completely by surprise. He looked baffled, albeit momentarily.

Ted quickly composed himself, looked at my posture appreciatively surveying me from top to bottom with that lecherous look I had received from him several times earlier and smiled. He said amusingly, "Gosh! I am sorry dear! No offense meant. Now come on, I don't blame the judges. I would have done exactly the same if I was in their place assessing a figure like yours."

There was an audible laughter in the room. Instead of Ted, it was my turn to feel flustered. I walked out of the cafe in a huff seething with rage. I barely stepped out of the cafe when Ted ran and caught my waist from behind, turned me around to face him and said, "Liz, I am sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, but looking at you, I just couldn't control myself. Honey, believe me. When you are angry, you look so damned hot. Gosh..! I wish I could, you know..."

Then he stopped, looked around, pushed his mouth in my ears and said in hush-hush voice in my ears, "Gosh, You look so sexily fuck-able! Honey, believe me I really want to fuck you."

That was a limit of his rudeness. Although he spoke of fucking me in my ears, I thought it was obvious to all sitting around there what he meant. I didn't know how to react to this man's strange way of apologising. Was he apologising or mocking me? Was he inviting me to fuck him? Well, he could have said it in a different way, in different circumstances and God knows, I would have accepted his offer. My mouth went dry at the very thought of getting fucked by this man. It made me weak in my legs. I felt a spurt of juice flowing out of my hungry pussy. At the same time my anger flared up inside me.

Ted saw my condition and held me tight in his arms. I didn't know if he guessed that the thought of him fucking me was making me nervous. We stood like that for a few seconds. Then in a swift motion, Ted extended his one hand to catch one of my breasts and bent his head to kiss my lips.

I was stunned at the dare devil attitude of this rudely attractive man. One part of my mind pulled my body to him, while my brain shouted at the top of its voice to get out of his clutches. I regained my composure, quickly jerked his hands away, broke free from him, and muttered in somewhat confused voice, "What are you doing? Are you mad?" and ran away from him.

My voice betrayed my nervousness rather than anger. To avoid revealing any more of my weakness and further embarrassment, I ran towards ladies washroom, so that he could not follow me. I stood facing a mirror, which depicted my miserable condition. I tried to prove him in bad light but landed up doing exactly the opposite. I decided to be stronger and show him that I was not just a cunt for anyone's pleasure. I wanted to prove to him that I knew my job and did it well. I touched up my lips and steadied myself.

However, when I came out, I staggered, when I saw that he had not gone away. He was waiting for me to come out. I shouted at him, "What do you think of yourself? You think you are Kaamdeva or Lord Venus that at your slightest desire, all the females will fall at your feet to beg you to let them spend at least one night in bed with you?"

I was amazed at Ted's reaction when he said unruffled, "No I don't want all. I only want one woman in my bed and that is you. Believe me Liz, I genuinely want to make love to you and I know that you want it too! It is a different matter that you may not like to admit it."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

My anger and frustration at such a daring impertinence burst out. I said, "Ted, if ever you speak like that again, I will sue you for sexual abuse. I am controlling myself, because you are my senior colleague and I don't want to ruin your career. I hate your guts. I don't want to see you again. Mind you, this is not an empty threat."


I saw Ted standing aghast at such an aggressive reaction from me. I wondered if he had expected me to fall in his arms and say, "Ok, honey, I am game for it. Let us go. Where? Your place or mine?"

Perhaps he managed to get what he wanted with his earlier tested and tried formula with some others. Admittedly, I was not much further from saying that myself. However, ego prevailed over the craving between my hungry thighs. I believed I was not like those girls. I thought I was built differently.

He looked as if I had slapped his face in front of many people. I felt sorry for him. I immediately regretted for having used such harsh and final words. When I saw him in that condition I felt sad.

I really felt like running to him, hugging him hard and telling him, "Honey, don't make me so mad. I want to make love to you. I want so much to be fucked by you."

As I thought of that, again my knees began to buckle. I felt my pussy leaking again. Ted looked at the expressions on my face. God! Could he read my mind? He flashed his devilish smile; although I felt that at that time he was not so sure of himself. He spoke nothing as I walked out of the passage leaving Ted standing there.

I was angry with myself for reacting with so much aggression to his comments. I felt that I would have been better off paying no attention to his coaxing. Perhaps that was the way he was. After all, he was my senior colleague and a good one in his job at that. Breaking relations with him could cost me his help, which I might need occasionally. It was true that being in very similar line of functioning and working in the same department, I would have to deal with him sooner or later.

As it happened, it was sooner than later. I had to get Ted's help for a project that my team had preliminarily designed for an industrial application. It was certified with great deal of enthusiasm by the marketing department as marketable. I was given a go-ahead to develop it further for actual use and finish it for launch by the month end.

It was an ambitious software program that needed an application so as to integrate my program to the computer operating systems. I knew that Ted had tested successfully and developed such an application for exactly similar programs, which was not yet launched. If I had to work to develop the same application, it would take me days to develop it. So why re-invent the wheel?

When I approached my group head to ask Ted to help me for that application, he said politely but firmly that Ted was working on another project and was extremely busy. It is up to Ted to help me, if Ted wanted. He suggested I request Ted person to person to help me out. He could not ask Ted because of procedural constraints.

I sent an official note to Ted for his help. Ted promptly returned my note with a reply that he was busy and could not spare the time.

I knew if he wanted, he could help me out. But he didn't seem to want to. I sent him a follow up note with some highlights of my program and briefed him of its commercial potential.

He phoned me on the office intercom to say that he had looked at the highlights cursorily. He told me that if he had time, he would have worked on it. However, he said he had no time. I knew he could give some time if he wanted to. But arrogant that he was; he wouldn't come down his ivory tower. Perhaps he was giving me back for what I had done to him.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I thought he was being unnecessarily arrogant. Perhaps he wanted to show his superiority over the others (whom he thought of as less beings). Admittedly he was intelligent, fast thinker and expert at his job and certainly one of the most leading achievers.


He did not conceal his dislike for me as a program designer. I thought he did not like the idea of a woman team leader. He thought all the praises I got (or any other female for that matter) was just because of what I had between my beautiful legs. A jealous girl once whispered in my ears that once when Ted was drunk, he told her that he would like to get between my legs, if he could.

When I heard that, a tremor ran through my body. I knew that he invariably attracted attention of girls in the office; some of whom I knew fancied for an opportunity to get into bed with him. Some of them perhaps did. However, I always saw him shooing girls away from him. His trying to woo me was an exception, what a privilege!

There was an office gossip that Ted had changed since a few months; approximately since the time that I joined the office. He had been fucking around some office girls, earlier. However, he had off late, been pushing them away with visible contempt.

I wondered how could any girl get into bed with such an arrogant guy who thought nothing of her? Romantic? I thought he was abhorrent. I conveniently over looked my encounter with Ted in the dark elevator. Well, our prejudices always prevail over our fair judgment.

All said and done, I was really stuck at that time. I needed his help badly. I felt frustrated at his intransigence. I didn't know what to do. One of Ted's assistants learnt of my problems and frustration and came to me. We had a bit of chat, when she confided to me to say that she felt that if I became "a little more adjusting and indulgent" toward Ted, she was certain that Ted could help me out. I asked her how she knew that.

She said, "Ted has told me that he knows that you need his help. He said he was ready to help. However, your rigid and confrontationist attitude discourages him."

I bloody well knew what she meant, when she used the words, "a little more adjusting and indulgent." She hinted that I volunteer to get fucked by Ted. That was obvious the way she smiled after she said that.

After a lot of conflicting thoughts and inner turmoil, I decided to deal with him face to face. I was confident; I would not give in to Ted's pressure techniques. After all I was not a woman with loose character or a whore, who agrees to get fucked for something in return. I decided that if he agreed to help, I shall put conditions before hand. If he did not agree, that would really be my bad luck. I phoned him for a cup of coffee in a nearby café. Ted happily agreed.

After ordering coffee, I started apologising for my aggressive behaviour. He waved his hands off and asked me to come to the point. I told him that I wanted his help and told him the background again, although he was well aware of it. His blunt reply was why should he help me? I knew he would say that.

I argued about the importance of the program for the company. He said that was for the company management to decide. If they thought his help will benefit the business, they should ask him. I knew it would come to that. I decided to be patient and try 'Damsel in distress' strategy'.

I said with all the sweetness and persuasiveness at my command, "Ted, you are my senior colleague in the company and I am well aware of your expertise in this area. To develop this application would take considerable time of mine and my team. There is a deadline to this program. It is very important for me and my career. Now Ted, For God's sake, not for the company, but for me, please look at my program, for my own personal sake. Please?"

I repeated 'please' twice deliberately, he looked at me with a sympathetic look and said, "Well, as I said earlier, if a sexy girl like you, tells me 'please' over and over again, it breaks my heart. I say to myself, what can a poor fellow like me do? But then I say to myself: but what is in it for me? "

I was boiling with fury inside me with his sarcasm. However, I decided to be prudent. Showing anger would not help me or my team. I had to think of the real hard work through days and nights that my team and I had put in for weeks to come to this stage. I did not want to ruin it because this slob said some crass words. I continued with all the sweetness I could muster up, and said, "Ted, dear, have a heart. If you do this for me, I shall ever be so grateful to you and make it up to you for your time. I promise."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The moment these words left my lips, I was sure he would start demanding things. I knew he would interpret it to mean that I was preparing myself to get fucked by him. I slowly added, "What I meant was that should an opportunity arise, I shall be the first person to come to your help and resolve any issues you might face in your work."


Ted looked at me and smiled. He said, "I doubt, if you could ever help in my professional work directly. However, certainly, you could do a lot in ways that would help me in my work."

I knew the bugger wanted me to ease the pain he had between his legs, so that he could focus on his work. (Gosh! If I did that, would that not ease the pain I had between my legs too! I wondered.) He used subtle words to disguise his desire. I was both angry and aroused at his words. Under different circumstances, I would have retorted to him promptly. However, I conveniently ignored him and kept quiet, keeping in mind the delicate situation I was in. I also wondered somewhere in dark corners of my mind, whether, there would ever be a situation, where I shall make it up to him to ease the pain he had between his legs!

I had inkling that this bum was always able to read my mind. He looked at me and said sympathetically, "I know you are telling me something; but thinking something different inside. Control yourself. I am not that bad a person as you think. I have a golden heart inside my strong and virile body."

'The bastard does not forget to mention his virility when talking about his qualities'; I thought to myself, amazed at this man's persistence.

As Ted tried to read my mind, he continued, "Ok, just for your sake, for a sexy and beautiful woman like you and also keeping in mind your promise to me to make it up to me; as a very special case, in spite of my very busy schedule, I agree to look at your program on personal basis."

As he uttered those words, a great feeling of relief descended on my face and sure enough, he read my mind again and smiled.

Ted continued, "However, it cannot be done during office hours or in the office; because that will mean I am short charging my own work. It will have to be at your place or mine, when we are alone and undisturbed. The reason is that when I work on something, I like to work with complete focus. Although it is your program, I would not like you to get negatives, if I am involved. I would like to have a thorough look at your program, if you don't mind. The program reading and correcting, where required, would perhaps take Ten or twelve hours of continuous work."

I knew in which direction the bugger was trying to drag me. However, I also knew that he was absolutely right. Since he was not assigned my work, he was not permitted to work on that officially. If he worked on that in his free time, that was a different matter. Besides, the program reading, correcting and aligning it with the application was indeed time consuming. There was no other way. I had to agree.

I said reluctantly, "I understand. I really appreciate your agreeing to my request to help me out, on personal basis. We have thoroughly tested our program. However, I personally am grateful for your offer to have a second look at it. Since you stay nearer to the office, we better do this at your place. When, do you think?"

He smiled and for the first time, I liked the way he smiled. Much prejudiced as I was against him, I saw that there was no sarcasm or devilish hue in it. Perhaps it showed that he liked my accepting his invitation. However, although I was happy that he agreed to help, it did not take away the bitterness I had deeply buried inside for his contempt for female professionals in general.

We agreed to work from Friday evening. Until Friday evening, he would do his work and right after the working hours, he would drive me down to his place. Both of us would work until late into the night, after which, he promised to drop me home and pick me up again the next day morning. This would continue until Monday morning, when he felt that the work would be over.

Finally without my asking, he smiled slyly and said, "Honey, I am a professional and however deep my weakness may be for you, I assure you that I shall not bang you in my apartment."

I looked at him with equal dare, smiled equally fearlessly and retorted with an attempted scorn on my face, "You better not! I am also a professional besides I know how to deal with potential rapists." Sure as hell, I was not half as confident as I pretended I was, when I said that.

Ted had his application loaded his laptop. I would bring in my laptop. He would look on my program on my laptop where as I would work on his application to see how we could integrate the two with Ted's assistance.

When I informed my team about this news, there was a feeling of tremendous joy and relief. The girl, who had asked me to try to talk Ted into assisting me, came to me, congratulated me and whispered in my ears, "Ted is not just good in his work. He is very good in bed, believe me. He is not arrogant or crass when he makes love. He is very loving and kind when he wants to be." She said with a deep sigh and concluded ruefully, "Sad that I could not get him the second time. Lucky girl, you. He is moon eyed for you." And she walked out leaving no doubt in my mind of what she was aiming at. Whatever I understood from her left me weak in the legs and my pussy oozing out fluids.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I got into Ted's car as he waited for me after the office hours on Friday evening. Ted looked a different person as he was driving home. He stopped on the way to buy some beer, groceries and food stuff at a way side store for a while, leaving me inside his car. When he returned, he had some bags in his hands. It looked like he had nothing in his house and he bought all the stuff to make up for that. He appeared more cheerful than I had seen him before. He looked at me and smiled.


I had butterflies inside me earlier, as I wondered what would happen when I would be alone with him for hours in his flat. His genuine smile gave me a little bit of confidence. I felt that perhaps I had misjudged this man, after all. But then again I wondered knowing what he was, if he would force himself on me in the solitary confines of his flat. Was it wise to go alone with him? I shook off the thoughts quickly, because I was quite confident that I knew how to deal with him, if it came to that.

As soon as we entered his apartment, Ted asked me if I would like to have something to drink. I asked for lemonade. He disappeared into the kitchen perhaps to load things in the fridge and to get me lemonade. I was thirsty and gulped the lemonade Ted offered me. After finishing the glass, I wondered, if he had not mixed any sedatives in my drink to sedate me. However, it was too late to think of that. Ted excused himself. He said he would go for a shower. He said he will be back in 10 minutes and I should feel at home. It wasn't that easy, given his reputation. All the same, I stretched my legs on a sofa looking around his living room.

Expectedly, it was bachelor's apartment in some ways. Things were scattered around. Some expensive things could have been better arranged. It did need a female touch, I thought. I expected to see pictures of some naked or semi naked girls on the wall. I found none. There were some other pictures too. However, I was taken in by the aerial view of our city through the large glass panel of his room.

Ted was back in ten minutes as he had promised. He had showered and was dressed in casual white pyjamas. He had his wet hair unkempt flying loose. He had perhaps not worn any under wears, which alarmed me wondering if he had any designs on me for the evening. I had to be extra cautious, I thought.

He looked so attractive in casuals. I had half a mind to run to him, hug him, look into his eyes and offer him my mouth for a kiss. However, I sat unmoved and looked at him trying to disguise my inner feelings. Did he read my mind then too? I wondered; because he smiled sweetly again as if he knew what I was thinking at that time.

After I agreed to accept his invitation, Ted seemed to be Mr. Charming in his behaviour. Thoughts were rushing through my mind if all that was to deceive me into feeling of complacency, so that he could have his way with me, when I was least prepared?

Ted walked over to his working room. Ted pulled a chair in front of his working table and got lost into looking at the computers, where he had loaded my program. He had a series of screens and computers to work on. Before I thought any further, he was so deeply immersed in looking through my program that he seemed to forget that I was there by his side. It was a little bit of an anti-climax for me as he did not bother to look at me, make any overtures, make any sexist comments or throw any loaded suggestions at me, leave aside seducing me. This was completely unlike what I had expected. Did I feel it was a letdown?

I decided to focus on his application. I almost knew what the application contained. I just had to see the links and modify my program to match the two. However, I could do that only once Ted completed his work.

Ted and I got busy in reading each other's programs. There was a complete silence in the room. I went step by step into Ted's application. It was a typical application that suited my program. I just had to make sure that it had the compatible terminals that enabled it to snuggle into my program, which normally all such applications emanating from our company have inbuilt into them. Of course Ted's application also had the same. I had a close look at the application for the next one hour and half. By that time it was nine in the evening. Ted was completely immersed in the laptop.

I was hungry. I was also tired. I walked over to the kitchen. Like, the living room, kitchen also needed lady's touch. Some of the freshly bought groceries and things were still lying on the platform. I looked around. There were some bananas. I remembered how I worked bananas to have a little bit of release. However, that evening there was Ted. I really did not need bananas to get a solid fuck, if I really desired. I smirked at my own hypocrite behaviour. On one hand I was playing a difficult to get woman for Ted and on the other, I wanted to be a fucking slut, eager to have his big solid cock impaled into my hungry cunt.

Thinking of banana, I lost appetite for food and sauntered back into the living room, where Ted still had his head drowned into a maze of innumerable jumping tiny characters, digits, signs and symbols. I was fatigued and fell onto the sofa. I was drained of all energy. I was drowsy. I was about to drift off to sleep, when I saw Ted looking down at me from where he was. He saw me relaxed. I pretended not to look at him. He had a weird smile on his face. I knew then that all his earlier attempts of being Mr. charming were just façade to deceive me.

An eerie chill ran through my spine as I saw him slowly rising from his crouching position and walk over to me. He stood over me looking down on me menacingly with the by then familiar crude and lusty grin on his face. His expression was devoid of any sympathy or sensitivity for me leave aside affection.

He looked at me and gave his typical devilish smile. He lifted my chin and asked, "Darling, how was my acting? You thought I had changed? No I am the same person. I could not fuck you in the lift the other day. I am going to fuck you now. Better still, I am going to bang you darling and you can do nothing about it. In fact that is what you also want is it not?"

I was scared out of my wits as all I had feared seemed to be coming true. Ted's decent behaviour was perhaps a deceitful disguise to lull me into a feeling of complacency and remain unguarded and then he would strike like a proficient killer snake attacks its prey. Seeing my frightened state, Ted smiled and that time there was no charm in it. He knew my helplessness and vulnerability and was all set to take full advantage of that. I tried hard to stand up and face him. However, fear, anticipation or lust overtook me and I remained lying limp on the sofa like a frightened deer ready to be devoured by a hungry lion.

Ted loomed over me and lifted me up easily in his arms. I could feel his taught muscles and biceps. I could smell the fragrance of his deodorant. I felt his unshaved beard on my smooth cheeks. I would lie, if I said I was not horny at his body touch. I wished he would treat me more gently. I would surrender to him easily if he treated me better. However, he looked down on me like a hunter looks at his prey.

I looked at his face and again saw him grinning with the same crude lusty face. There were signs of scratches and marks, which I had not seen on his face earlier. When he flashed his eerie smile, I could detect one golden tooth. I remembered the famous Bond movie where a villain with similar golden tooth smiles crudely and chews steel frame with his bare teeth. Ted smiled perhaps at his success of trapping me with such an ease into his bedroom with an intention to bang me.

I shuddered with terror. To say that I was frightened out of my wits would be a gross understatement. I was completely and comprehensively over powered by this man gorilla, who had decided to bang me in such a completely planned way that there was no way I could get out, or complain. It was at my initiative and my own free will that I had come to his apartment. How could I then claim that he forced me into sex?

Ted laid me on the bed with a thud and thundered, "Will you undress willingly, or do you want me to tear off your dress and make it impossible for you to return home, decently dressed?"

He did not ask me if I would let him fuck me. It was clear he was hell bent on banging me. I looked at his frightening face and removed my clothing one after another with trembling hands. When I was about to remove my bra, in one swift motion he snatched it from me and threw it away. He pulled down my panty almost tearing it off. I started crying. I was so horny myself that if he had asked, I would have readily let him fuck me. Why he was terrorising me to fuck me was beyond my comprehension. Obviously that was perhaps his habit.

I lay naked on the bed waiting for his next move. He was looking down on me like a hunter looking down on his healthy prey and smiling at the prospects of having a good meal for some days to come. When my sobs became louder, he shouted at me to keep quiet. When I continued crying, he slapped me hard on my face. I felt severe burning sensation on my cheeks with the force of his strong hands hitting hard.

I screamed and asked him, "Why do you beat me and frighten me? If you want to fuck me, go right ahead, but please don't beat me."

He flashed his impish smile showing his teeth again with that golden tooth imbedded deep in between them. I sat up on bed, clutched at his trousers and cried out, "Come on fuck me Ted. Don't torture me like this."

Ted smiled again and said scornfully, "You fucking bitch, you were pretending to impress Ted. Were you? I knew from the beginning that all this hoopla was nothing but a desire to get a good fuck from me. Was I wrong honey?"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I was in no position to reply. He had stripped me naked and laid me on his bed to fuck me. He was not completely wrong after all! I did have a buried desire in me to get a good fuck from him. I knew Ted could fuck well. That girl in the office had already told me.


He undid his pyjamas quickly right in front of me. I could not but look at his uncovered monstrous pink cock. The way it stood upright covered by a bush of hair looked as if it had just emerged victorious. His cock knew that he had a pussy waiting to be fucked. Ted was standing right in front of me with his cock curving upward staring right at my mouth.

It was hard, thick and long and shook eagerly in front of my mouth, as if asking me to gobble it. I looked up at Ted frightened. Ted simply looked back at me with his expressionless face, expecting me to understand that he wanted me to suck his cock and give him a good blow job. I was foxed. His cock was so thick and long that there was no way I could ever mouth it fully. I had never imagined that any man could have a penis of that size. Perhaps it was more like horse cock. But then I had no choice but to try.

I caught his cock in both my hands and rotated my fingers around it for a while letting his pre-cum spread all over his thick surface. It was full of series of complex veins spreading all over long stem of his bulbous cock. His mushroom head was shining pink. I squeezed on his foreskin and cranked his cock up and down gently for a while. I was feeling more at ease then. I saw Ted also relax as I began slowly pumping his cock up and down with my palm before trying to take it into my mouth.

Ted became a little impatient at the delay. He pushed his cock closer to my mouth. I had to open my mouth as wide as possible to let my lips wrap around his cock's mushroom head. His gentle shove pushed his cock a bit deeper and my mouth reached its limit. I knew that a slight grazing of his cock will earn me a hard slap across my face. I took a bit of his cock inside my mouth and my mouth could take no more. I slurped my tongue around his cock. His pre-cum began to slide down my throat. I was surprised that it tasted good. I relished its taste as Ted's pre-cum flowed down making me gulp it.

Ted withdrew and shoved his cock again into my mouth gently. I began to enjoy the feel of his manhood into my mouth. Ted then bent a little and grabbed both my hard, full and firm boobs with fully erect blown up nipples in his hands. He squeezed them so hard that I cried out "Ouch, it hurts Ted, please be gentle."

After a few strokes of mouth fucking, I got tired. My mouth ached. I withdrew. I did not want his ire again and avoid the hard slap across my face. I therefore lay down on bed and pulled him atop me to invite him to fuck me. However a chill ran down my spine, when I realized how such a huge cock of his would get into my small cunt hole. I was also afraid lest he might want to fuck my ass. I was never fucked in my ass before. If he did that I was sure to die. He climbed atop me, spread my thighs apart, raised my legs and rested them on his shoulders. He then brought his monstrous cock to graze on my pussy lips. I was a bit relieved that he was not intending to fuck my ass, at least initially.

It was an exhilarating experience to feel Ted's inhumanly huge cock grazing my pussy lips. Even now, when I recall that moment, I shudder with the memory of that feeling. I did not at the same time offend him by delaying his entry into my love hole. I had wanted to have his cock inside me so much. However, I had to be careful. I gently rubbed his cock on the periphery of my pussy lips and rotated my fingers to spread his slimy pre-cum around the length of his cock and particularly its mushroom head to lubricate it for a less difficult entry.

Ted was looking sternly at my face all along, waiting eagerly to force his entry into my cunt. Perhaps he thought that he had earned it with great difficulty. I told to myself that when I had to get fucked by Ted anyhow, then better I might as well enjoy it. I called out to Ted and said, "Please fuck me gently. Don't hurt me. Don't you want to fuck me many more times?"

I looked at Ted, He laughed loudly and said, "Yes indeed, I want to fuck you until you grow to be an old hag. I want to fuck your pussy until it gets out of shape."

I tried to pacify him. I said, "Ted, I also want to get fucked by you again and again. So pray be gentle. Ok, my sweet baby?"

It looked as though my gamble worked and for once the monster looked down on me and said, "Ok, hungry slut. For once I shall be gentle with you. However, this would be the last time. I shall never again be gentle. It is not my style, you see."

As he said that he inserted his thick rod into my pussy. I rubbed my pussy lips and spread them apart to make more room for his thick rod's entry. Ted gave a gentle shove to push his cock into my love hole. Ted's cock was bigger than the biggest banana I had ever pushed into my pussy. There was a huge spurt of pain blinding my eyes and causing me to scream. I said, "Ted, slowly please. You are hurting me."

Ted had grabbed both my breasts tightly as he gave another heave pushing his rod still deeper into my pussy. I had nothing on my mind at that time, except to focus on his rod's entry into my pussy.

I was restless. I knew that if he shoved it hard without proper preparation, it would tear off my pussy and bleed me to death. I did not rank Ted as one of the gentlest lovers and did not want to take a chance with my health. I caught Ted's head into my hands and pushed his mouth on mine to kiss him. As we kissed each other, I whispered, "Ted, darling be gentle. Please for my sake, please."

Again Ted stopped and withdrew only to push it deeper into my cunt. I again cried out in pain. I cursed him and hollered, "Can't you be a little gentle? Don't you know how to make love to your female partner?"

However, it seemed to have no effect on Ted. He kept on hammering his shaft into my delicate pussy. I had soaring pain in my pussy. The pain was excruciating. At the same time, I had an extra ordinary exhilarating feeling of ecstasy. As Ted kept pumping his cock deeper and deeper into the depths of my pussy, the pain as well as ecstasy reached a crescendo. More and more Ted fucked me; I had feeling of high that I never got with my hubby.

However, I needed Ted to slow down a little as the pain was becoming unbearable. I shouted, "Ted, slow down. You are hurting me."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I was frightened to see Ted's arm swing over my face. I closed my eyes, anticipating a hard slap on my face. However, I felt some gentle taps on my cheeks and shoulder instead. Then I heard Ted's voice again. It was surprisingly gentle. Ted was saying, "Come on honey! Get up."


I could not fathom what was going on. I gently opened my eyes. And then I woke up with a start.

Ted was standing in front of me fully dressed trying to wake me up. I looked down at myself. I was fully dressed too! Ted looked tired working on the computer for some hours. I realized I had fallen asleep on the sofa and was dreaming a violent fucking session with Ted. I rubbed my eyes and staggered as I rose from sofa. Ted held me briefly to steady me.

Ted asked, "Darling, what were you murmuring in your sleep, asking me to go slow? Don't you want me to finish reading your program quickly? Or were you dreaming something?"

I was too flustered to speak. I looked at his body frame looming over me. I had so many thoughts rushing through my mind. I had not completely got over the nightmare yet. For a moment I got an eerie feeling that by posing himself as nonaggressive, he was perhaps trying to get my sympathy. He was trying to trick me into getting ready to be fucked by him. I was afraid lest he would smash my face all of a sudden or do something violent to make me submit to his craving for my cunt.

However, the expressions on his face clearly said otherwise. He looked deadly sober and normal. He looked calm unlike in the dream. I avoided replying to his question and composing my thoughts, I asked him instead, "Have you gone through my program?"

Ted looked far more sober than I had ever seen him or anticipated him to be as he said, "I have not only gone through your program with a fine tooth comb; I have something very important to tell you."

As he uttered these words, there was a hint of wetness in his eyes and a trace of emotion in his voice. He said, "This is one of the best programs that I have seen designed by any one. I could not imagine how such a precise, short and compact program could come from your tiny head. Please forgive my comments, but you have bowled me over with your work."

I had never expected such profusely appreciative comments from a highly competent professional like Ted. I was just not able to digest what he had just said. I thought I had not heard him right. I asked doubtfully, "Ted, what are you saying?"

Ted repeated verbatim what he spoke just a few seconds back. I was still unable to reconcile with his statement. Of course, as a professional I knew that this indeed was one of the best efforts that my team and I had put in and that what he just said could well be correct. I was overwhelmed with emotion. I moved over to him, hugged him hard and said in his ears, "I don't know what the management will say or do for this work. However, believe me Ted, for me this (your praise) is the best reward that I will ever get for my hard work."

Ted was unmoved by my emotional hug. He was still in his earlier flow as he said, "I checked each and every link and data set so critically to try and find a fault, a bug. But I found none. I have some ideas though. I would talk to you about it may be later. I am still unable to reconcile that you have made this program. I apologize to you and to many female professionals, whose feelings I might have hurt with my caustic comments regarding their professional capabilities."

I had got over my daze and all emotional turmoil. I was back to normal by then. I moved to him, took his hands in mine and said, "All is well that ends well. I saw your application too and have already created a link for smooth synchronization of my program with your application. We can easily hook up my program on any computer now with your application. Shall we try?"

I then looked at his face. He was visibly tired. He deserved some relaxation after all, I thought. I said, "Ted, it is time for celebration. Do you have champagne? I feel like celebrating."

Ted looked at me pop eyed, seeing me so comfortable in his presence. He always seemed to read my mind. He had seen me ill at ease earlier. Now he saw me fully at ease. He seemed pleased with the transformation.

We walked over to his living room. He said, "Let me freshen up a little. Would you mind waiting a little?" I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Go ahead. It's your house."

While Ted was in the washroom, I sauntered to look around his living room.

There were some books on the shelf and some portraits. There were some pictures, which I missed seeing when I was in Ted's living room earlier. There were pictures of a beautiful woman with Ted. Looked like his ex. God! The woman in the picture looked almost exactly like me! For a moment I was flabbergasted how Ted managed to get my pictures with him. However, they were not my pictures. Her face, her figure had a striking resemblance with mine. The way Ted looked at her in the picture left little doubt of Ted's feelings for her. It was clear that Ted was head over heels in love with her. This was a big revelation for me. Who is this woman that made a man like Ted so moon eyed for her? Suddenly I remembered the girl in the office terming Ted's attitude toward me as "Moon Eyed". So this man seemed to have a heart, after all!

"This was my wife Maria." said Ted coming from behind me. I was startled at his sudden entry. He had caught me looking closely at their pictures. So this was the reason, why Ted stared aghast at me when we met for the first time! I chuckled.

I was a bit confounded by the word "was". My suspicious mind was at work again. "Oh! So she must have divorced him" I thought. But what Ted told me thereafter, shook me up completely.

Ted gently made me sit on a sofa and said, "She was my life and everything. But fate took her away from me so early. She died in an accident and a fucking incompetent, career seeking; morally corrupt woman was responsible for that."

I was stunned for two reasons. Firstly, I was surprised, albeit pleasantly (sorry, sadly) that Ted had lost his wife not due to divorce but due to accidental death. Secondly, I had inkling into why Ted hated working women so much. Ted never spoke of the word "fuck" condemning any one. Of course he did speak the word "Fuck" earlier in my ears in a totally different context. However, this time, he was letting out his extreme frustration. In spite of his crass and uncouth behaviour, I had not heard him using the four letter word so brashly. That showed he had a strong grievance against that woman.

I looked at him questioningly. He sighed and said, "I was almost elevated to the top job in my previous company. Suddenly a pretty sexy woman descended into the company from nowhere. She was said to have done wonders in her previous assignments and had won several special honours. My President was so impressed with this woman that he offered her the position, which I rightfully deserved. I was left hanging." Ted looked sad as I had never seen him before.

He continued, "I found out soon enough that she was just a hoax. She had earned all those laurels only because she had been able to seduce the top men with her sexy body and flexible attitude to sex.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Maria and I were looking forward to my elevation to the top job with acute eagerness, because the President of the company had promised me in so many words. Enter the lady and all my hopes were dashed to the ground.


I was very upset. Maria tried to pacify me as well as she could. However, the fact was that both of us were bitterly disappointed. Maria was very observant. One evening she noticed my pain and suggested that we go out to a night club, dance and spend a romantic evening.

"I had a few drinks too many at the club to drown my frustration. Then as misfortune would have it, I saw the President emerging from a private room with the same lady. It was obvious that he was fucking her in the room. Seeing them together, my suppressed rage flared up. I could not help bursting out in anger. I caught that lady and shook her up violently and used foul language to let out my pent up fury."

Ted seemed to relive his sad past as he carried on, "The President was shocked by my rude behaviour and promptly fired me from my job on the spot. I left the club in a huff with Maria. I drove up the hill to try to douse uncontrollable rage boiling inside me. In spite of Maria repeatedly asking me to drive carefully, I kept driving too fast. Suddenly, I lost control of the car, which fell down a deep ditch, killing Maria and leaving me alone forever."

I saw tears welling up in Ted's eyes, in spite of myself, I went closer to Ted and wiped his tears off his face and sat pretty close to him trying to express my sympathy at this horrible tragedy. I said, "Loss of Maria is indeed irreparable. However, the least you can do is to respect her wish and control your impulses. We need to put our past behind us and move on. Leave that cunning woman behind you now. If I could help you in any way to sooth your feelings, it would be my great pleasure."

Ted sat there for a few moments looking at Maria's picture and sighed. He said, "I am so sorry for behaving the way I did. I was unable to get over my hatred for that woman. I feel sorry that for the fault of that one woman, I was condemning the whole women folk."

I gently laid Ted's head on my chest and began combing his hair with my fingers affectionately. I had some unknown exciting emotions bursting out of me. I needed to popup this man, I thought to myself.

I said, "I am glad and I hope that you have finally got over that woman." Then offering him my meaning loaded mischievous smile I added, "But beware; you have another equally troublesome woman to contend with."

In spite of himself, Ted smiled broadly. He replied in the same naughty tone, "Well, I know that 'another equally troublesome' woman and I know how to take care of her."

I replied, "Oh! You do! Well then Mr. Care taker, why not we open the champagne and celebrate getting rid of that old woman and welcoming the new one?"

Ted laughed at my banter. He pulled out a bottle from his fridge. He placed the bottle in a bowl filled with ice and after waiting for a few minutes, popped up the cork right in front if my face and said, "Here you are! Hey, new woman! You also beware! Ted is not going to leave you the way he did the old woman." The champagne from the bottle sprayed out all over my face and upper body. I slurped a part of it as it streamed down my forehead and on my breasts.

Ted filled up a glass for me first and then his own with bubbling fluid. Raising a toast to my program Ted said, "Here is to the most promising program writer and to what is going to be a very successful program." Ted looked at me with his most charming smile and said, "I am proud to be associated with this project and am grateful to you for asking me to join in."

He sipped from his glass. I simply gulped down the champagne in one gulp. Ted's words let loose an ocean of emotions in me. It was so exhilarating to know that once such a vehement critic of women's professional competence was so gaga for our work. The dam of dislike and resistance, which I had built up over days against Ted, came crumbling down. I was hysterical at the words of praise Ted spoke.

I clung to him and said, "Hey, Ted. I said a little while ago that your praise was the best ever reward that I will ever get for my hard work. However, I was wrong. There is a still better reward, which I demand from you. I would like you to give me a still better reward. I would like you Ted to make love to me. I would like you to fuck me Ted. And that would be my best reward."

Ted looked at me puzzled. He could not believe his ears. He could not believe that I was the same woman who hated him for saying he wanted to fuck me.

Ted bent down lifted me up in his arms and walked over to his bedroom. He laid me on his bed.

I pulled Ted over me to level my lips with Ted's and pulled his mouth over mine to kiss his lips hard. Ted was taken aback a little with my impulsive action and words. He looked puzzled for a brief moment. He then quickly got into action and locked his lips on mine to kiss me so hard for what must have been a few minutes. I was breathless after his fierce kissing. He stepped a little away from me as I tried to breath in fresh air. He said, "Yes ma'm. Your reward is on its way."

His one hand worked its way gently sliding down into the gap between my skin and the top to grab my breasts in his palm. I shivered at the touch of his fingers as they played with my erect nipples. I looked at him with naughty look and said, "You seem to lose no time to give me the reward, Ted."

Ted said, "My mom told me never to delay doing a good deed."

Ted fumbled a bit over my top buttons and managed to open them one by one. I shook off the top as Ted unhooked my bra straps. I pulled him closer and inserted my hand into his pyjama to catch his cock. Gosh! His cock was lush with all the pre-cum of excitement and anticipation and stood hard and erect in his trousers. It was mammoth in size. It felt almost like I had felt it in my nightmare. It was so thick and long that any comparison of Ted's cock with my husband's cock (which was by no means small) was like comparing an elephant with a buffalo.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

That was the first time that I had touched Ted's naked cock. I wrapped my fingers around Ted's enlarged cock to feel its girth. It was certainly larger than my fingers could grab. I held its foreskin and lovingly began to rub it over his long shaft. The feel of my fingers on his cock made him shiver. He clutched my breasts harder as he felt his cock being shagged.


Ted quickly unhooked my bra straps and uncovered me from top. He bent down and began sucking my luscious breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth and sucked it hard. Then he looked at me and said, "My, you are delicious."

I looked down at him and smiled, "Looks like you haven't yet forgotten your infant days."

"Not if I have mom like you with boobs like these to feed me." said Ted, continuing to work his mouth on my breasts. He wrapped his large cupping palm around one of my breasts, cupped it in and squeezed it hard. Rolling his fingers over my nipple Ted said, "Liz, you have the best breasts I have ever seen. Gosh they look like God made them as a specimen of beauty."

"And you have the biggest cock; I have ever laid my hands on." I said.

Gosh! What a sentence to slip out of my mouth! I was afraid lest Ted asked me how many cocks I had felt before. But he didn't.

"It is all yours darling" said Ted. He stood up and slid out of his trousers and uncovered his huge thick, long cock raised upturned. I took his cock in my hands and caressed it lovingly for a while, looking at Ted. Ted smiled, running his fingers through my hair.

I caught Ted's waist and pulled him to me. I tried to work his kurta (shirt) over his head. Ted pulled his top over his head and threw it in a corner of the bedroom. He was buck naked. His lithe and muscular body looked so sexy and desirable. I rubbed my head on his hairy chest. I slid my hand over his flat stomach and slid my hand down to his pubic area to feel his hair and then his pubic mound to come down to his cock upturned hard cock. I circled around his waist and felt his tight ass in my fingers.

It was good to caress and feel his well toned body. I was thrilled that it was mine at least for that night. I wanted to be his that night and wanted to feel him all over and inside me. I wanted to be his fuck toy for that night. I looked at him. He was looking all over me and stopped at my trousers. He bent down, flipped open my trouser belt and pulled down my trousers. I shoved off the remaining of my trousers. I stood there awkwardly in my panties. Ted slid his hands down to between my thighs and lovingly slid down my panty to expose my love triangle for his feasting eyes.

He slid his hand to caress my mound and feel smoothness of my well shaved pussy. I had specially shaved my mound. Perhaps I had premonition of things to come and wanted to be ready for it. As soon as I felt his hand sliding down his hand caressing on around my pussy a stream of my juice squirted out of my pussy. Ted's fingers got wet as he had his finger at the mouth of my love hole. He rubbed his fingers on my pussy lips. He got down the bed, spread my legs apart and closely scrutinised my pussy hole. I felt shy. I tried to join my legs together to hide my pussy.

Ted understood my hesitation. He circled his arms around me and lowered them to caress my ass cheeks. He caressed them for a while and said, "Gosh! your ass is so tender, smooth and yet so firm. I would love to kiss it.:

I had no hesitation in saying, "Be my guest. You don't have to ask sweetheart, I am all yours."

Ted turned me over with my face facing the bed and ass looking at the ceiling. Ted bent his head on my ass and placed his lips on my ass cheeks. He rested his lips on my ass cheeks fir almost two minutes as if enjoying the feel of my ass cheeks on his lips. He kept kissing my ass cheeks frequently at times spreading his saliva profusely on them. He also caressed my ass to feel its softness yet its firmness in his palm. He inserted his one hand between my body and the bed and fingered my pussy also simultaneously. His action inflamed me the way he caressed my pussy and licked and kissed my ass cheeks.

He then turned back again to look at my breasts and flat stomach. He caressed them to his heart's content. He caressed each part of my body: my navel, my curving waist, my neck, of course my breasts, my spinal cave at the back and all. I had a feeling that Ted's wife Maria also had a similar figure and features as mine. I could gauge that from his face expressions. I thought then that Ted was ready to fuck me.

However, he had other ideas. He grabbed both my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed such that my legs hanged down the bed while I lay on the bed. My pussy was right on the edge of the bed.

Ted bent down and sat on his knees on the floor. He pulled my thighs apart and looked at my pussy. He pushed his hand between my thighs and inserted his two fingers into my pussy. He kept rotating his fingers occasionally pulling a part of my pussy lips and fingering me so deftly that I felt like I was going to cum there and then. It was a long time since I had felt any man's fingers into my pussy.

I closed my eyes feeling his fingers working into my love hole. The feeling was ecstatic. As he kept finger fucking me my ecstasy built up into a crescendo. My love juices began to flow and I had convulsions running through my body. I had a huge orgasm. I clutched Ted's hands and said, Ted, Gosh, I am coming... Stop now and fuck me honey. I am horny as hell. I have wanted you to fuck me for so long dear. Don't torture me anymore."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Ted realized that I was craving to have his shaft into my body and so was he. He stood up with his huge shaft shaking in air standing upturned. I could not but hold it in my hands. I slowly rubbed its foreskin on his stem and pulled Ted closer to me to take his cock in my mouth. I kissed it all around. As in the dream, I could not take in his shaft fully. I slurped his pre-cum lovingly and let him mouth fuck me for some time.


His patience was giving way. He had wanted to fuck me as badly as I had wanted him to fuck me. He withdrew from my mouth and said, "Enough fooling honey, it's time for the real thing."

I resumed my position back on bed, waiting for him to come atop me. He slid between my legs, and resting on his knees, he loomed his huge frame over me. He gently pushed my thighs apart and rested my legs on his shoulders. My hole was clearly visible to him. He looked at my pussy and said, "Honey, you may have a bit of difficulty taking me in there. I shall be gentle and cause you as less pain as possible." Then he looked at me and asked, "Liz, would you want me to wear a condom?"

I most certainly did not want to reduce the feeling of his cock inside me. I wanted to feel his skin and not plastic inside me. Besides, I didn't mind if he made me pregnant. I was ready for a child for a long time. My hubby and I had stopped protection and still no child.

I said, "Ted, I want to feel your skin inside me, not bloody plastic. Please fuck me with your naked cock and cream out all the juice you have inside me. If I could, I would like to mother your child. Don't think twice. I am ready."

Ted smiled and looked down at my pussy with some typical expression on his face. I knew that he saw that my pussy hole was a bit too small for his huge shaft. I kept quiet. I caught his cock on my hand and rubbed his foreskin several times to spread his pre-cum well over his shaft. My pussy was overflowing with my own female juices. I rubbed his cock several times on my pussy lips. He knew that I was concerned at the pain of his initial entry into my cunt. He picked up a bottle of oil. It looked like he had also prepared for tonight.

He had got this bottle from the stores, where we had stopped before we reached Ted's apartment. Gosh, he was sure that he was going to fuck me that night! I shivered at the thought.

His cock was well oiled then. I caught it in my fingers and pushed it between my pussy lips urging him to push it in. Ted shoved his cock in a little. I felt my passage expand. There was no pain. Ted looked at my face and shoved his cock a little deeper. There was some pain now. I closed my eyes, as Ted gently began to withdraw and push his cock deeper into my passage with his very gentle heaves one after another, leaving a good gap in between.

I began to feel the pain. I also had that over powering heavenly womanly feel that only a woman can feel, when she is being fucked by her passionate lover. I felt as if the whole world belonged to me then. The feeling was indescribable.

Ted started to fuck me a little faster than before. The pain eased and was taken over by the feel of his big shaft filling my passage fully and stretching it a lot to facilitate Ted's cock's movement inside. The feel was exhilarating for me. I opened my eyes and looked at Ted to see how he felt. Just at that very moment he too opened his eyes and looked into mine. Our eyes met. I felt terribly shy. From my bitter enemy, Ted had become my lover over night. Ted's eyes said he was equally ecstatic at mating of our genitals.

Gradually he picked up pace. I too responded to him with the fervour I had hidden inside me for a long time. This was not a banana. This was a long thriving vibrant aggressive shaft that was impaling its length and girth inside my passage repeatedly. Ted was incredibly strong and continued fucking me shaking my entire body as he pumped me. He had grabbed my violently shaking breasts and squeezed them harder and harder to the point of my breasts turning red.

I could feel his huge cock filling me inside completely and reach the crevices in my body where no cock had ever reached before.

It must have been a long time. I was amazed at Ted's holding power. My hubby would have creamed out thrice during that time. I was becoming hysterical with his each stroke as I neared orgasm. I told him, "Ted, fuck me faster please. I am coming..."

I had a huge orgasm again. I sighed. Ted stopped to see, if I needed rest. I panted hard as I had also worked hard to keep pace with his fucking by raising my hips and receiving him deeper inside me. Ted was not yet finished. He was about to I thought. I also wanted to have another raging orgasm. I had felt like never before.

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I signalled Ted to come down and let me mount him. I climbed atop him and manipulated his cock into my pussy. It was a little difficult but far smoother than the first time. I felt his girth inside me. I slowly rose my body to take his cock out a little and plunged my body on Ted to push my cunt on his cock to thrust it fully inside. As his shaft went in sliding through inner walls of my pussy passage, I had that extra ordinary feeling of exhilaration and ecstasy. I felt as if I had owned the whole of Ted. Ted closed his eyes and experienced his cock sliding in and out of my cunt.


I kept hammering myself on him for a few minutes, when Ted looked to start giving in. He said, "Liz, please fuck me harder, I m coming."

His voice sounded sweeter than any other time. Sometimes he grabbed my breasts and other times he grabbed my waist or ass cheeks, as I pumped on him repeatedly. I said, "Ted, I am also coming along with you. Hold on a little more. I kept humping him and then all of a sudden a huge wave surged through my body. The wave seemed to have swept my brain aside. There was a huge explosion in my mind as I cummed in a big way. At the same time I felt Ted spraying a huge load of his hot sperm into me. it made me feel quite warm inside.

I felt like a complete woman with his cock still hard and embedded inside me. This, I felt was what God intended man and woman to have as reward for their sacrifices for one another. It was more than sex. It was love climaxing into an intercourse.

After almost half an hour of love making, or rather hard fucking, Ted was panting and had perspiration on his forehead. I was also quite out of breath. Ted and I slumped on bed and clung to each other in a close embrace.

Ted looked at me with that "Moon Eyed" look, sighed heavily and asked me, "Honey, do you know how strikingly you resemble Maria? How I wish you could be in my life now like Maria was." I knew how he wished I was not married. Perhaps he would have married me.

I said, "I don't know if I could take Maria's place. But sure as hell, I promise you that I will drain you out much more than Maria did. I dint know how much you fucked Maria. But man, you will have to fuck me more than once daily and fuck me hard like you did just now, with this rod you have here. I will not let you go otherwise"

Ted grabbed me in his arms and looked down on me "Moon Eyed".

I gently moved his arms away. He looked at me questioningly. I said, "You have got over that nasty woman. I have to settle my score with my man too, now that you are here for me."

I went to my laptop and started writing an email to my hubby.

I wrote and I quote:

Dear Hubby,

I am writing an open letter, which would help you to file a divorce petition against me, if you so desire without having to go to too much trouble. After you admitted of you fucking your secretary and asking me if I was also fucking around; I felt greatly relieved. Until then I was following all my marriage wows in letter and spirit.

I am writing to inform you that since that conversation, I decided to fuck around and now I have found my fuck buddy. I have just been fucked by him and after finishing this letter, I am going to be fucked by him once again. This is going to continue.

Therefore I am asking you to decide if you want a divorce or you want us both to continue the way it is. Either way, I am ok. I do not want to leave you unless you want me to. If you want to get me out of your life, I have a partner, who wants to invite me in. Choice is yours. Mind you, you will not have to worry about paying alimony, if you do divorce me.

Yours

Liz

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