[powerhouse444]

CHAPTER 1.

I love my wife more than anything in this world. I still remember the day that I met her at my college. it was love at first sight. I proposed to her the very next month and she accepted my proposal. it was the happiest day of my life. we remained as college sweethearts for the next four years. it was not all sunshine and rainbows. to be frank we had our ups and downs but we never stopped loving each other.

After college, we both got jobs in different cities. They say "Long Distance Relationship Never works" but it worked for us. we were in a long-distance relationship for two years.
then we finally decided to tie the knot. we convinced our families to bless our marital union. we were in a relationship for 6 long years before marriage. she was my first love as well as I was hers. we never had exes. we never knew what it would be like to be with other partners, both sexually and emotionally. we only knew each other and we can't live without each other. After our marriage, we got jobs in the same city but with different companies.

my name is Shyam. my wife's name is Pooja. we both are 27 years old. we have been married to each other for the past 4 years. we live with my parents in an apartment. I was earning a decent six-figure salary and Pooja was earning almost double my salary. but a lot of it went to our home and car EMI. we both decided to have a baby after finishing all our loans. so I worked my ass off in the company to get an onsite opportunity. finally, I got an offer to work in Canada with a huge hike in salary.

we both were really happy. I thought we would never face any issues as the long-distance relationship has already worked for us. I left for Canada and she stayed with my parents and continued her job.

there is only one rule in life "Expect the Unexpected" and it was true in my case. An incident changed my life forever.

Before moving on to the story further, let me talk about my wife's appearance. She was 167 cm tall. her weight was 63kgs. she has a short and chubby body frame. 36D-35-38 .Long black hair till her shoulders. caramel skin color. A pair of huge bouncy melons, deep navel, perfect round ass which is both soft and firm at the same time. a cute innocent face coupled with dark brown eyes and brownish pink lips.

Now as the appearance part is over let's dive into the story.

she is fun, kind and smart. she is the perfect trophy wife as she is caring and kind in the morning but wild and slutty in the night. she likes to be kinky and treated as a nasty whore in the bed. I too like kinky things but not as much as her. She always wants to explore and extend the boundaries of our sex life. every month she would try new sex positions, and very erotic outfits, use toys and even instigate sex in public places. she is a bitch and a homely wife at the same time. I guess she was born with a high sex drive.

It was her birthday, I called her mobile to convey my wishes at midnight 12 o clock as I was in Canada it was a morning to me. I was in the office. I never knew at that time that this call was going to turn my life upside down.

" The number you are calling is speaking to someone else"

I got curious, she never had such close friends who would wish her at the midnight of her birthday. I spent the last four birthdays with her and she never got a call at midnight.

I tried calling her number again

I got the same reply

" The number you are calling is speaking to someone else"

I refused to give up and tried her again

to my dismay, I got the same reply

"The number you are calling is speaking to someone else"

I finally gave up and went to her WhatsApp and conveyed my greetings to her.

I went back to my office chores. After 15 minutes I got a call and it was from my wife!

Me: "Hey babe, I was trying to call you but were busy with someone else."

Pooja: "I am sorry baby, I was talking to my friend"

Me: "I didn't know you had such close friends"

Pooja: (smiles)"Well now I have one baby"

Me: "Does she have a name baby?"

Pooja: "It's not a she, it's a he and his name is Prabhu."

I was shocked to hear a male name. I have known Pooja for the past ten years and she never had a male friend before. then I remembered Pooja mentioning this name a few months back

Me: "Is he the new guy on your team?"

Pooja: "Yes baby, he joined my team a few months before."

Me: "You didn't say that you two were this close."

Pooja: "We are not close baby, he is just being nice to me."

Me: "Why did you attend his call, you know I will call you right?"

Pooja: "I thought he would talk for a few minutes but he kept on going and going, I didn't want to be rude to him that's all."

Me: "Anyway this guy ruined my day, I was the one who wished you first for the past several years on your birthday."

Pooja: (smiles)"This year was him, let's see how this birthday turns out for me."

Me: (furiously) "Okay, catch you later, you go and talk with your new boyfriend, sorry for bothering you."

Pooja: (smiles)"Baby, I was just kidding. sorry. "

Me: "You ruined my mood today, bye take care."

Pooja: "I know how to cheer you up"

she hung up the call and started a video call to me via WhatsApp. I attended the call. she turned on the bedroom light. she put earpod in her ears and went silently to the kitchen to bring a carrot from the fridge with her. She was wearing a pink cotton sleeveless nighty. the nighty was transparent and I can see her nipples poking over the cloth.

Me:" I know where this is going pooja, I have no time for this."

Pooja: "You know where this(carrot) is going, it's going into my pussy tonight."

the slutty side of pooja has now come out. it's difficult to tame her if she gets into the mood.

Me: "Babe, I am in office i can't do this right now."

Pooja: "The excuse you are telling me is making me even hornier, baby"(husky voice)

I forgot that she has a kink for these risky sexual activities. i opened Pandora's box/the only way to close it is to play along. I have a separate room for me in my office. I made sure the door was closed and I put in my earphones.

Me: "Babe, let's do this quicker"

she took the carrot and put it into her mouth while opening the nighty buttons one by one. with her enormous bosoms trying to get out of her nighty. She held that carrot and started sucking it seductively. I can see the carrot becoming wet with her saliva. with one hand she started pinching her nipples over her nighty. She slowly raised the pitch of sucking the carrot. stopping occasionally taking the carrot out of her mouth and showing her tongue to me. I was getting an instant boner looking at her facial reactions.

Me: "fuck, babe, look what I got"

I turned my camera towards my crotch and I traced the length of my shaft over my pants.

Pooja: "Baby, I want that carrot in your pants"

I slowly opened my pant zip and took out my erect shaft. started stroking it slowly.

she took the carrot out of her mouth. and put it in the middle of her cleavage and started to tit fuck with the carrot. the saliva from the carrot acted as a lube in between her two mountains.

Pooja: "Baby, this carrot is still cold, I put it here to warm it up"

Me: "If I were with you, ill shove my cock right away into your pussy"

she split her legs and gave me a sly smile. she lifted her nighty slowly to her thighs. She was wearing a grey colored panty. she put her hands over her panty and started to massage it a little. then she took the carrot and placed it over her panty and started to rub it there. I was stroking my cock faster.

Pooja"baby, don't cum yet, I am just getting started"

I reduced the pace of stroking my cock.

she lifted the nighty to her navel. her navel was deep and plumpy. She inserted the carrot into her navel. then took the carrot near to her mouth and spit her saliva into it. she used her tongue to apply the saliva evenly on the carrot

Me: "Pooja, you are a bitch, do you know that"

Pooja: "Yes, I am your bitch, tell your bitch what to do next"

Me: "Shove it into your pussy, you whore"

she slid the carrot into her panties from the top. and she pushed it to and fro. She started to moan a little. with one of her hands, she closed her mouth to prevent the moans from escaping. a small wet patch was forming and growing over her panties.

Pooja:" Baby, are you seeing this patch, it's for you baby, come and lick me,ahhha.....saaassaaa baby..."

suddenly I heard a knock on my door. it was my secretary Martha. She came inside and informed me that I had an ad-hoc meeting with my clients in 10 minutes. when she entered I covered my dick suddenly with the files lying on the table. she smirked at me and left my room.

Me: "Pooja, babe, I have to go now, I am really sorry"

Pooja: "What the fuck, are you serious?"

Me: "I am sorry babe, I have to attend this meeting"

Pooja: "ahhh I can't believe you Shyam, fuck off"

she hung up the call. I cursed Martha for interrupting us. I zipped my pants and walked towards the meeting hall, i gave a call to my wife but she didn't pick it I put my phone into airplane mode and focused on the meeting.

the meeting went on for 45 minutes. I came out and I went to my room hastily. I gave her a WhatsApp video call but I was shocked to see

"Already on Another Call"

TO BE CONTINUED...

[powerhouse444]

CHAPTER - 2

I wondered who she was talking to this late at night and that to on video call. "Is She talking to Prabhu? ", I asked myself. my mind began to overflow with all kinds of weird thoughts. The image of my wife showing her womanscape to her colleague flashed in my head. I have never seen Prabhu but he must be a handsome hunk to woo my loyal wife to commit such sins I thought to myself.

Suddenly my mobile phone started to ring. It was my wife on a video call. I felt easy on receiving her call. I attended the call. Her bedroom light was still on and the earphones were in her ears as well. She was looking a little tired. The edges of her nighty and her hands were wet. She must have come out of the bathroom recently. I knew she had an orgasm and cleaned herself. I was in a dilemma whether she was on a call with someone and had an orgasm or a solo one.
I suppose there is no way for me to find out.

Me: "Who are you talking to this late at night?"

Pooja: "No one, I was trying to call you, idiot"

I sighed in relief. As a good husband I wanted to believe my lovable wife's words but I couldn't so i decided to investigate further

Me: "Why was your bedroom light still on?"

I was noticing her face carefully to see her reaction. but there was no hint of lying.

Pooja: "I was masturbating thinking about you"

Me: "Why are you still wearing your earphones?"

Pooja: "Are you doubting me, Shyam? Are you accusing me of speaking intimate call with someone else? "

she asked me furiously.

Me: "Then please explain what were you doing with earphones?"

Pooja: "Omg, I can't believe it, you never doubted me all these years"

she started crying. She hung up the call and I received a video on Whatsapp a few seconds later. I opened the video. It was a recording of my wife masturbating screaming my name. while I was watching the video I got a call from her.

Pooja: "Have I cleared all your doubts, I was making a video for you scoundrel, how dare you accuse me of such vile things"

she started to cry more.

I realized my mistake and felt really bad for doubting my wife.

Me: "I am so sorry, baby I didn't mean any of it"

she hung up the call without saying a word. I tried calling her many times but no response from her side. I cursed myself for hurting her so badly on her birthday. I was a fool. my wife would never cheat on me I thought to myself. It was not completely my fault. Prabhu, that rascal was the reason for this mess. He ruined my wife's birthday. if he didn't call her we won't be in this mess. I got angry with him. I also wanted to console my wife. I got an idea.  I opened my laptop and ordered her an 8-inch vibrating dildo. I am sure that she would forgive me after receiving this gift.

I decided to dig more about this Prabhu guy. I went through my wife's mutual friend list on Instagram and there he was. He was very handsome, at least I was right at that part. I wanted to see more about his profile but that bastard put his account on private. After much thinking, I decided to give him a friend request. As soon as I clicked the request button he accepted my request. Damn, that was fast! I thought.

Then an alarm started going off in my head. what is he doing this late on Instagram? I went to my wife's profile and there she was online. once again I was overwhelmed with my thoughts.

"Are they talking to each other?"

"Is he consoling my wife?"

"Is my dear pooja complaining about me to him?"

I decided to give a call to her. Although she was online She didn't pick my call. I didn't want to make her angry further. I decided to leave her alone. Then I started to browse more of Prabhu's Instagram profile.

He was single. He regularly goes to the gym and lots of attractive girls follow him on Instagram.

"If he has so many followers, why the hell is he onto my wife" I thought to myself.

I came across lots and lots of photos of him and my wife all over his feed. In one photo they were sitting in a coffee shop in another one both were seen in a lift and in the next one she was sitting right next to him closely on a park bench. She was happy and laughing in all the pictures.

she said to me that they were not close but these images portray a completely different picture. why did she lie to me? and also she never posted any of these photos on her Instagram feed. why did she hide this deliberately from me?

Then I scrolled down more to find photos of women of all ages with him. These were very intimate photos. He was seen hugging some girl who was in a bikini on a beach. I agree that he was quite famous with women. But my wife is not a regular woman. Our love is strong. we have travelled this far and we have a great distance to cover. Prabhu is just a bump in the road. I consoled myself.

I desperately needed a coffee break. I went to the food court in my office. There I noticed Martha sitting alone sipping her coffee. Then I remembered that the fiasco happened before the meeting. She came into my room when I was jerking to my wife on the call. Although I tried my best to cover my erect tool she might have seen something.  I wanted to know more. I grabbed my coffee cup and went to her table.

Martha was an ebony girl in her 20's. She was slim and tall. Has short curly hair. Her breasts were average in size. It might be 34D. Her ass was round and compact in size. She was wearing a navy blue skirt to her knee length. and a white shirt. The shirt was so transparent that I could see her red bra's outline. Although her breasts were average, the tight attire she was wearing gave rise to a nice cleavage. she was also wearing black stockings and heels.

When I went near her table, she stopped sipping her coffee.

Martha: "Hey boss, what's up?"

Me: "How many times do I need to tell you, call me Shyam"

Martha: (she smiled a little) "Yeah Shyam, how was your meeting?"

I sat on the chair which was placed opposite to her. I can't take my eyes off her cleavage. It was not the first time that I was staring at her cleavage. I did it in the past also. She caught me ogling her once or twice. We never talked about it.

Me: "It went well, but I need to talk to you about the things that happened before the meeting"

Martha: (with a lewd smile)" Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I was not aware...."

before she could finish her sentence I intervened

Me: "I need you to forgive me for putting you in a difficult situation"

Martha: "It was me who owed you an apology, I should have waited till you called me inside"

Me: "I know you are being kind, but that was very unprofessional of me, you shouldn't have to see that"

Martha: "Don't be so rude to yourself, I liked it"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I gazed at her face. She was sipping her coffee while looking at me. we both stayed silent for a minute or so. To break the awkwardness I grabbed a spoon and took a bit of sugar from the table and started mixing it in the coffee.

Me: "I hope my secret stays safe with you, i don't want to get arrested for workplace harassment" (I laughed to make the atmosphere lite)

Martha: (smiled a little) "What happens in the room stays in the room"

upon hearing it I dropped the spoon below the table. I bend down to take the spoon. what I saw was a wonderful sight. I saw her flashy red panties in between her slender thighs which were covered with the thin satin fabric of her stockings. suddenly I wondered what her clit would look like. will it be shaved or hairy? I got carried away and stayed below the table for too long.  upon realizing it, I got up quickly.

Martha: "Did you like it?"

Me: "What...what..no... I was just ...." (I was stammering)

Martha: "I meant the coffee, did you like it?"

I smiled at her

Me: "Oh coffee, yeah it's nice"

we both mischievously smiled at each other. I guess she was flirting with me. I got confident.

Me: "It was hot, actually"

Martha: "Maybe you should try it sometime"

Me: "I am drinking coffee now, dear"

Martha: "I meant black"

she lowered her cup to show me that she was drinking black coffee.
she was very clever in flirting. what she meant was black pussy. Her pussy.

Me: "One day I definitely will"

Martha: "I hope you will like it, Shyam"

Then we both flirted for some time. Then I realized I had some pending work in the office.

Me: "I had a good time with you, but I have to go now, I have some work left"

Martha: "Do you want me to stay, I don't mind, after all, it's my job to take care of you, right?"

Me: "No dear, you can leave"

we parted ways. I came to my office room. I gave a call to my wife. she didn't respond this time either. then I went to Instagram, my wife, Pooja and Prabhu both were offline. But their last seen were similar. was it a coincidence or they were chatting with each other? I didn't know. I prayed for it to be a coincidence.

While leaving my office room, I noticed a handbag on Martha's desk. That poor soul must have left it here by mistake. I decided to take it with me as I can't leave it on the desk. I was planning to give it to her on the next day.

TO BE CONTINUED...

[powerhouse444]

Oh nice story .
You just remembered krish999 story

I am glad that you liked my story and yes, i have read that story by krish999. it was a great inspiration to me.

[powerhouse444]

Excellent start.  clp); clp); clp);

Trophy wives are meant to be shared to others  - Hubby willing  or not willing does not matter  

Hope there is much seductions before much sex

Sharing is Caring, Right?

Absolutely, this is story is about realistic seductions of a house wife by her colleague from the prespective of the husband.

[powerhouse444]

Great start, buddy
their first long distance relationship worked well, but I'm more interested in whether or not this second one will.

The second one will work but in a different way. 

[powerhouse444]

CHAPTER - 3.

I went home late that night. It was almost 8 p.m. when I reached my apartment. Pooja should be awake by now. In India it was morning and it was her birthday as well. I looked at my phone for any messages or calls from Pooja, but I didn't find any. Still, She must be angry with me. Pooja would be sad all day because I doubted her. I cursed myself for ruining her birthday. Then I went to WhatsApp. Pooja posted a Status. It was a selfie of her. She was wearing an orange sleeveless blouse and red saree in the photo. She tied her saree 2 inches below her navel. It was a delight to see her dress that way. This must be her birthday dress.

I put my phone into charging and ate dinner. Then I watched a show on Netflix. I decided to watch an episode and then go to sleep. but the show got me hooked. I ended up watching more than 4 episodes. Now the time was midnight 12 o clock. I got a notification on my phone. It was a reel video posted by Prabhu on Instagram. I opened the video. It was my wife blowing candles and cutting the cake. Then she fed the first piece of cake to Prabhu. She was giggling and happy. It was the opposite of what I thought. she wasn't sad at all. I got really angry with her.

Then I went to read the comments on the video.

Prabhu Pooja makes perfect pair
                                                     - comment 1.

You two must get a room, the sexual tension is too much                                                           -comment 2.

I got enraged.

Who are all these idiots commenting?

What do they know about my wife?

I came out of Instagram disappointed. Then I noticed Martha's bag lying on the table. Pooja is spending her time happy why should I be the disappointed one? I will also enjoy my life and make her jealous. I will go to Martha's place spend some time with her, and post it on the status. This will definitely make Pooja jealous.
I drank two pegs of whiskey to gain confidence.

I quickly got into the car and went to Martha's place on the pretext of returning her handbag. I've been to her place once before to give her some office files. within minutes I was standing in front of Martha's apartment. I knocked on her door. She took a few minutes to open the door.

She was in black yoga pants and a black sports bra. Sweating all over. She must be working out late at night. She was surprised to see me there. I stood there looking at her amazing cleavage. The sweat drops were flowing from her neck into her cleavage. Her breasts were going up and down as she was breathing heavily.


Martha: "Hey Shyam, what a surprise?"

Me: "Sorry, I should have called you"

Martha: "If you called earlier, I would be wearing something more pleasant to your eyes"

Me: "Now I am glad that I didn't call, I have called i wouldn't have been able to see you in this hot dress"

I was full of confidence. Martha blushed a little.

Martha: "Please get in"

we both got into Martha's apartment.

Me: "So this is your secret of maintaining your figure"

Martha: "So you've been noticing my figure"

Me: "Yeah, I can't help having a hot secretary running around my office"

She smiled a little at me.

Martha: "Want to grab a beer?"

Me: "Sure, get me one"

Martha: "She went into the kitchen, opened her fridge, and bent down to grab a couple of beers"

I noticed her ideal ass. It was compact and firm. my tool started to grow inside my pants. I got the beer from her hands. we both sat on the couch right next to each other.

Me: "I believe this belongs to you" I gave her a handbag.

Martha: "Oh thanks, I been looking for it all over the place"

She came near me and planted a kiss on my cheeks. A friendly one.
Then we started to sip our beers.

Me: "Do you live here alone?, Don't you have a boyfriend?"

Martha: "I live all by myself, I have been single for the past couple of years, focusing on my career"

Me: "Oh Good for you then"

Martha: "NO, not at all, I 've been starving for sex"

I didn't know how to respond

Martha: "You must be too, I guess, Your wife is not with you here and I never saw you with any woman"

Me: "Yeah, I was stressed about it too"

Martha: "You know my job is to assist you in every possible way"

She put her fingers over my pants and started tracing the length of my cock. In an instant, I moved closer to her and Kissed her wonderful lips. She opened her mouth and welcomed my tongue inside. we were exchanging saliva.

I slid my hands into her yoga pants only to find She was not wearing any panties. I started rubbing her clit with my fingers. She was not lying about being single. It was a tight pussy. I never touched a woman's pussy before other than my wife's.

My darling wife Pooja has a plump pussy. But Martha's pussy was different in texture. It was tight and elastic at the same time. I can feel her pussy getting moist. She opened my zip and pulled out my 6-inch tool. She started to stroke it gently.

After a few minutes of kissing. She broke the kiss and knelt in front of me, Took my whole cock into her mouth. I grabbed her curly hair and guided her mouth over my cock. She twisted her tongue around my cock. She is a good cock sucker. But not as good as my wife. As she was sucking my cock, Martha flung her sports bra over her head. I got a clear view of her breasts. They were as perfect as the rest of her body. Round with perfectly shaped and colored nipples. She took one of my testicles into her mouth. I was on cloud nine. I didn't waste any time. I quickly grabbed her breasts and started cupping them. I was playing with her nipples.

I was moaning in pleasure like hell.

Martha: "Mmm, Do you like that?"
 
Martha stood up and pulled her yoga pants down. She had waxed recently as there wasn't a sign of hair anywhere. As I looked at her my cock started pulsing with desire. She made me lie down on the couch.

Martha: "It's time for you to return the favor, Shyam"

She sat over my face. Her wet slit was directly over my mouth. I Softly began to lick it. She let out moans. She was pinching and twisting her nipples as I devoured her pussy with my tongue.

After a few minutes of tasting her pussy, she stood up and sat on the top of my crotch. She adjusted her hips as her slit was vertically on top of my cock. I slowly inserted my cock into her tight pussy. At first, it was difficult to enter the black hole. Then her hands helped me enter her. I started to pump in and out picking up rhythm. Faster and faster finally I could no longer control.

Me: "I am cuminggggg.....ahhahha"

I can feel Martha's pussy lips tightening around my shaft. She was ready to orgasm too. I shot a load of my cum into her black pussy. Then she fell over me. we lay there for a few minutes grasping for breath.

Me: "Sorry, I came inside you"

Martha: "Don't worry, Shyam, I am on pills."

She stood up and started wiping my white cum flowing out of her black pussy with her sports bra. I was elated but also felt guilty of cheating my wife. I was a little upset as well. I never wanted this to happen.

I left her apartment after a while to my apartment. While I was about to have a hot shower I got a notification on my phone. It was from my wife.

Sorry that I was mad at you all-day

I got your gift (she was talking about dildo)

It was a perfect fit for my hole

Love you, babe

Then there was an image file. I opened it. It was a nude picture of my wife.



Although I had sex with Martha a while before, this pic of my wife made me hornier. I entered the shower and started to jerk for my beautiful wife's pic.

TO BE CONTINUED...

[powerhouse444]

Nice start, buddy.. Hope you give more doubtable scenerios like this before the actual infedilty is seen by husband.. Thats the best part of every cheating stories..
Like, husband sees some naughty pics of wife and her lover.
Wife lies again and again.
In the video call, she hides the lover and have him lick her..
Etc.. Good luck!

Next Chapter of the story will contain more doubtable scenerios.
Pooja will find a smart way to have sex with Prabhu while on phone with husband.

[powerhouse444]

CHAPTER - 4.

I was relieved to know that Pooja forgave me. I jerked to her photo a couple of times and went to sleep. The next morning I got a call from Pooja. I was guilty of talking with her after having sex with Martha. I tried hard to speak normally on the phone with her.


Pooja: "Hey baby, are you still in bed?"

Me: "Yeah babe"

Pooja: "I am so sorry, that i was mad at you"

Me: "It's okay babe, no worries"

Pooja: "What's wrong baby, is everything okay?"

Shit! How did she find out

Me: "Nothing babe, I guess I jerked too much yesterday looking at your photo"

Pooja: "I love you so much, baby"

She gave me a couple of kisses. I reciprocated to her on the phone.

Me: "So how was your birthday?"

Pooja: " I was worried about our fight my love"

She's lying again straight to my face.

Me: "But the reel video says something different"

Pooja: "What reel video?"

Me: "The one which Prabhu posted"

Pooja: "How did you come across it?"

Me: "I gave Prabhu a friend request"

She stayed silent for a minute. This must have been a shock to her. I guess Prabhu didn't tell her about it.

Pooja: "Yeah that one, I was acting happy among my colleagues, I didn't want them to know that we were fighting"

She was too smart.

Pooja: "When did you start stalking me online?"

Me: "Hey baby, I wasn't stalking you I just wanted to know about your friends"

Pooja: "Anyway, I wanted to tell you something that's why I called so early"

Me: "What is it? Babe"

Pooja: "I have to go on an official business trip tomorrow to Mumbai"

Me: "Why this sudden plan?"

Pooja: "My executive manager wanted me to meet an important client"

Me: "Do you want any help, May  I book  the flight Ticket"

Pooja: "No need, babe, Prabhu has taken care of everything"

Me: "What? why is he helping you, baby?"

Pooja: "Because he's coming with me on the trip"

What the fuck! My wife Pooja and that rascal Prabhu were going on a solo business trip.

Me: "Babe, can't you sent someone else?"

Pooja: "Baby, I am doing this for us, If I perform well on this trip I may get the onsite opportunity in Canada"

I didn't know what to say.

Me: "Okay babe, But promise me whenever I call you should attend it"

Pooja: "Sure baby, I would never turn off my phone and I will attend your call."

Me: "Have a safe trip baby"

I hung up the call. My heart was racing. I had mixed feelings about the trip.

Paranoid part: I was scared that Prabhu might spray his seeds into my wife's cave for which she would gladly split her legs.

Compersion part: You had your fun with Martha, let Pooja have hers with Prabhu. After all, you are happy when your wife is happy.

Selfish part: Don't even think about letting a bastard like Prabhu touch Pooja. You may have fucked Martha. But you didn't get caught.

I was anxious and excited at the same time. The next day she was ready for her journey.
she sent me a picture of her after getting ready. she was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans. The tight jeans were showing her ass curves well. The shirt was struggling hard to contain her massive breasts in its position.

She texted me that Prabhu would come and pick her up from home by car. The airport was only a few kilometers away from our house. So I asked her to give me a call upon reaching the airport. She said that she was in the car with Prabhu and they would reach the airport within 30 minutes. I was nervously waiting for her call but I didn't get one. She paired her iPhone with my MacBook last year to enable find my phone option if the phone was lost. I opened my Macbook without wasting any time. I can see the live location of her phone. I was shocked to see the car stopped 10 minutes before the airport. It's been there for about 15 minutes.


It was in the middle of nowhere, with less traffic. What are they doing there?  I asked myself. Thoughts of various kinds began to pop up in my mind. I gave a call to her phone. she was not answering. What is she doing there without answering my phone?

Are they making out in the car?

Is Prabhu tasting the lovely lips of my woman?

I gave her a video call on WhatsApp. This time, to my surprise she picked it up. She was holding a water bottle on her left hand sipping water from it and spitting it out after gargling. On her right hand, she has a tissue paper wiping her mouth. She was in the front seat of the car sitting near Prabhu. Her lipstick was erased unevenly. Her hair was a complete mess. someone must have held her hair tightly.

I cannot see Prabhu fully on the call, but he is sitting near her in driver's seat adjusting his pants. The obvious conclusion was that She must be giving a blowjob to him.

Me: "Why are you stopped?"

Pooja: "Our back tire ran flat, Prabhu was fixing it"

Me: "What happened to your makeup?"

I didn't want to be direct with my questions to her. A part of me said to me that there was another reasonable explanation for it. My wife is a decent woman, not some roadside slut who would suck a man's dick in a car.

Pooja: "I was helping him with his tool"

Me: "What? what are you talking about?"

Prabhu: "She was talking about spanner"

They both laughed. Who asked you asshole. I was talking to my wife. Shut the fuck up I said to myself inside my mind.

Me: "Your hair was a mess darling, What happened?"

Pooja: "It's because of Prabhu, Baby"

Me: "What did he do?"

Pooja: "He was the one who lowered the window glass on my side, the wind messed up my hair"

Prabhu: "We are getting late darli...haa I mean Pooja, we got a flight to catch"

Pooja: "Baby we have to go now, talk to you later, love you, bye"

she hung up the call.

She kissed me via phone.

Did she give me a kiss with her mouth sucking Prabhu's cock a few minutes ago? I was in a dilemma.
was she telling the truth? I wanted it to be the truth.

After a while, I got a text from her that she reached the airport safely. Then after a few minutes, I got a notification on Instagram. It was Prabhu posting a photo of him and my wife standing before a duty-free lingerie shop. My wife was seen with a bag in her hand with the logo of the shop. She must be shopping for Lingerie with him. Me and my wife have a joint bank account so I can see the transactions made by her. I opened the banking App to look at the past few transactions.

They bought Lingerie for 3799 Rs

Then they spend about 700 Rs in a Coffee shop

The last transaction made by her made my heart skip a beat

It was a transaction in a medical store. She bought a tablet for 150Rs. These pills were used to skip periods.
She can't enjoy her honeymoon with her boyfriend if she has Periods. I thought to myself.

I got a text from her that she was boarding a plane and She would give me a call when she reached the hotel. They will be required to switch off their phones on the plane. finally, they could be at peace without my disturbances. I was angry after the last thought.

I know my wife hated flying. especially during the takeoff of the flight. They would be sitting right next to each other. My wife would be holding his hands tighter. He will be calming her down by patting her shoulder and rubbing her thighs. what would she do if he slid his hands into her shirt? I know my wife is a modest woman. she would ask him to take his hands off her. I am sure that She would whisper in his ears, that  "Someone might see us" She was smart too. She would go to the restroom and ask him to follow her. In that way, they could spend time in private without the scrutiny of the public eye. My mind was running high on thoughts. I was slowly dozed off to sleep.

After a couple of hours, I woke up. I picked up my phone to see messages from my dear wife. She texted me that she had landed safely and was now in the hotel room. That message was before an hour. I cursed myself for sleeping. I can't take my eyes off them for a minute If I did then I can't keep Prabhu's hands off my wife.

I gave a call to her phone. It was ringing for some time and finally, someone picked it up.

Me: "Hi baby, How's your journey?"

Prabhu: "Hi Shyam, This is Prabhu speaking"

What the fuck is he doing with my wife's phone? What was he doing in her room? I was consumed by my thoughts.

Prabhu: "Are you there Shyam?"

Me: "Yes, I am"

Prabhu: "We haven't been properly introduced before, I am Prabhu"

Of course, I know who you are. You are the one who tries to get into my wife's pants. A cheap male without a character. While cursing him I thought about myself. I was fucking Martha yesterday. That makes me what? Am I cheap like Prabhu?

Prabhu: "Shyam, you must be looking for your wife?"

Me: "Yes, can you tell me where she is please?"

Prabhu: "I know why she loves you so much, you are very caring and protective of her, Pooja is a treasure, even if you blinked for a moment someone would steal her away from you" (He laughed)

I know that very well son of bitch. Pooja is priceless and street dogs like you will be eyeing her. But Pooja can't be stolen from me. She is a loyal wife. I thought to myself.

Prabhu: "She is in the rest room, let me take this mobile to her"

What are you an idiot? Who will walk into the restroom when an woman is in there?  I said to myself.

Me: "NO..no Prabhu, let her be, I will talk to her later"

Prabhu: "I am halfway there,Sorry can't go back now"

I heard him opening the door.

What? he didn't even knock, What's wrong with him? I thought
Then why didn't she locked the door while using the bathroom? Maybe She could have forgotten or maybe?
Then the thought of Pooja bathing nude while he walks in crept into my mind. For the first time, I got a boner for such a thought.

Prabhu: "Hey Pooja, Shyam is here for you on the line"

Pooja: "Thanks Prabhu, put the phone on the speaker and keep it on the shelf."

Prabhu: "I leave you two sweethearts to it"

I heard him close the door. But I couldn't hear him walk away. I was both shocked and thrilled by it. Maybe I missed the sound.

Me: "Hey baby, can you hear me?"

Pooja: "Yeah babe, I can hear you"

Me: "What are you doing, Baby?"

I heard some water splashing

Pooja: "I just got into the bathtub"

Was it before or after Prabhu walked in or is he standing there looking at you? I thought to myself.

My heart was stopped to hear the water splash another time. Was he getting Into the bathtub with my wife?

Me: "What was the sound Baby?"

Pooja: "Nothing babe, It's me  lifting my legs above the water"

Lifting your legs? Is it for him to lick? I tried to act natural.

Me: "How was your journey, Pooja?"

Pooja: "It was a pleasant one, Prabhu kept me company"

Me: "Whatever, So what is Prabhu doing in your room?"

Pooja: "It's not my room, but It's our room"

I was shocked to hear it.

Me: "What are you talking about?"

Pooja: "My company refused to arrange separate accommodation for us"

You are working in a Fortune 500 company and it won't arrange rooms for Its employees I thought myself.

I heard a faint kissing sound in the background. "muah muah muahhh"

Me: "What was the sound baby?"

Pooja: "Prabhu must be watching something on TV"

Me: "I was going through the bank statements, why did you buy those pills"

Pooja: "I can't attend the meeting with period cramps, I want to ace this meeting so that I can get a job in Canada"

Me: "That's so sweet of you Pooja, I love you"

Pooja: "Yeah baby, ahhh... I love you toooo"

She changed her tone to husky.

Me: "Baby, what's happening?"

Pooja: "Nothing baby....ohhh its soo good ....shhhh to have a nice bath"

Is she enjoying the bath? Or is she enjoying his tongue in between her legs?

I can't figure out. The picture of my wife's pussy eaten by Prabhu came into my mind. He must have started kissing her from her lips and slowly went down to her other lips.
Pooja: "awhhhhh"

What did he insert? His tongue or His finger or much worse His cock.

Me: "What about the sound Pooja?"

Pooja: "I mistakenly opened the hot water pipe, baby"

Me: "Be careful babe"

Pooja: "Honey..shhh please don't stop please....."

Me: "Stop what babe? What are you talking about?"

Pooja: "Please don't stop talking with me baby, I miss you soo much"

I heard her kiss (mwahhh, mwahhhhh,mwahhh)

Pooja: "Yeah, sahhh hhhhahhhh "

Her moans were getting louder and louder.

Me: "What the fuck are you doing there Pooja?"

Pooja: "I was using the gift you bought me, baby"

Is it a dildo or Prabhu's cock I am so confused Enough of This nonsense. There is only one way to find out.

Me: "I want to see you now, can you do a video call"

She stayed silent for a minute.

Pooja: "Yes baby I can"

The very next minute I got a Video call from Her on WhatsApp.

She was completely naked lying in the bathtub. I can't see through the bathtub water. It was filled with soap lather. She was showing only half of her view.

Pooja: "ahhh yours is amazing baby, ahhha ahhhhhh "

she was moaning like crazy. She was holding the mobile with her right hand and her left hand was inside the water. What is she doing with her left hand? Inserting dildo or guiding Prabhu. I can't say for sure but what I can tell surely by the looks of her face was that she was in immense pleasure. Her eyes were rolling up. Her moans echoed all over the bathroom. looking at the sight I also grabbed my cock and started stroking it.

Pooja: "I am going to cummmmm baby....shhhhhhahhhhhhh"

Then she hung up the call. I also continued jerking off. I freed my nut sacs after a few minutes.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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CHAPTER - 5.

After the business trip, Pooja and Prabhu returned to my home city. The next morning I was sitting in my office, thinking about the events that happened. I was feeling an arousal. I can feel my tool growing in my pants. Suddenly I heard a Knock on my door.


Martha: "May, I come in Shyam?"

It was the sweet voice of Martha. My adorable secretary. I lifted my head and gazed upon her. She entered the room with a vile smile on her face.

Me: "I didn't ask permission to cum in you, so you don't have to ask permission to come in"

She locked the room inside and gave me a seductive smile.

Martha: "Boss, I noticed an hour of free time in your schedule today, as a hardworking secretary I came here to help you utilize the time productively"

Me: "What would I do without you, my love?"

She knelt down on the floor and began crawling towards me. She got under my table. She was wearing a black shirt and a latex black skirt above her thighs. And as usual black stockings.

Martha: "Look's like you are already hard, boss?"


She opened my zipper with her mouth. She inserted her fingers Into my zip and took out my cock. The already stiff shaft sprung open on her face. She gradually pulled my foreskin back and put her pink tongue on the tip of my cock. I felt a jolt travel through my body. With her hands, she began to massage my balls. I closed my eyes and lay back on my chair. She slowly started licking my tool from the top to the bottom of the shaft, making it wet with her saliva

Me: "You have a magic mouth, Martha"

She then took my entire tool into her mouth and started giving me a blowjob vigorously. I tried my best to control my moaning. I can feel my pre cum oozing out of my cock. she sucked my cock for a couple of minutes. Then She crawled out from under the table, She climbed on top of the table. Now she was sitting on the top of the table, I was sitting on a chair in front of her. She temptingly removed her heels and threw them aside. She put both of her legs onto my cock. My shaft was in between both of her feet. Then she started giving me a footjob. It was my first ever foot job in my life. I can see her purple panties from this position. The pleasure was a too heavy bear for me. My cock started twitching and pouring thick white semen on her black stockings. Even though I cummed my tool was still erect.

I moved forward and started kissing her thighs madly. Slowly moving to the top. She was helping me by lifting her skirt up according to my head position. Finally, I reached her purple panties. I put my lips over it and started smooching it. She was pushing my head further into her pussy. My saliva and the fluid from her pussy both were making her panties wet. She started removing her black shirt and tossed it to the side. I was astonished to see her not wearing a bra. Then I moved my head up kissing her navel, breasts, neck, and finally reaching her mouth.

We began passionately French kissing each other for a few minutes while I was rubbing her clit with my fingers. She pulled out my tucked shirt and started running her hands all over my back. We continued in the position for some time. Then I asked her to get on all fours on the top of the table. She was now in a doggy position on the table. I went behind and pulled her panties down. I put my mouth on her ass crack and started to munch on it.

Martha: "Aah, You sly dog, come on eat my darling"

I took my mouth off her ass. And slapped her soft ass a couple of times.

Me: "Do you like it, honey"

Martha: "Yes...yes, please don't stop...eaaat mee "

Then I again bend down and put my mouth on her anal orifice. This time I inserted my tongue deep into her black hole.

Martha: "haaa..ahhhh .....darling you are killing me"

I can feel her body trembling in pleasure. She felt it difficult to maintain her doggy pose. I also inserted my index finger into her pussy. It was already well-lubed. My finger went inside like poking a black forest cake. She started to scream in pleasure. We forgot we were in the office. I started to move my finger in a circle inside her pussy. within a few minutes, she started squirting.

Martha: "I can't wait anymore, take me, take me from my back"

I put my cock in between her ass crack. Started rubbing it on the edge of the void. Then I slowly inserted it into the ass hole. It was difficult at first. but I gradually increased my thrusts. I could feel her body shaking heavily. I was ramming her ass hole like a piston in an engine. I can feel my cock twitching for the second time. This time I emptied my balls into her ass hole. She had an orgasm too. Then she collapsed on the table. I fell on the chair inhaling deeply. I can see my white cum gushing out of her black asshole.

I took a tissue and wiped my cum off her ass hole. Then I helped her get dressed. She cleaned my cock with the tissue. She put on her panties, corrected her dress, and left the room. I sat back on the chair.

I noticed 3 missed calls on my phone. It was from my mother, Seema. She is a 52-year-old woman. well-educated, modern, and liberal. She was very fair, tall, and athletic build. She regularly goes to the gym regularly and maintains her figure very well. All I can say about her is she aged really well. She was so proud of her body that she never used any makeup to cover her flaws. She won't even dye her hair. She was not perfect like Martha or a busty bombshell like Pooja. She was beautiful in her own way. All her flaws make her unique.

I made a call back to my mom.

Seema: "Hi Sonu (my nickname), How are you?"

Me: "I am good ma, how are you?"

Seema: "I am doing good sonu, I have called to discuss a matter of utmost importance"

Me: "What is it ma?"

Seema: "It is about Pooja"

I was withdrawn from her reply.

Me: "What is about her that is so important ma?"

Seema: "I know you love her a lot, I am sorry that I have to be the bearer of the bad news"

Me: "Did she hurt you ma?"

Seema: "No..not at all, She is a good daughter-in-law to me, you know we both are close, Pooja is like a daughter to me"

Me: "Then what is the problem with her ma?"

Seema: "Have you noticed anything strange about her behavior?"

Me: "No ma, I haven't, have you?"

Seema: "Don't you think She's been acting weird recently"

Me: "How do you say ma?"

Seema: "She has a sudden interest in her looks, she goes to the beauty parlor every week, She started jogging recently, She even asked me to teach her some exercises to maintain her figure"

Me: "Your point being ma?"

Seema: "Don't you get it? I think She's having an affair or at least She's attracted to another male"

I must admit my Mom is a brilliant woman. She sensed something was wrong with my wife. She has a keen eye for such stuff. Even though I have doubts about her, but I still have faith in my wife. I started laughing. I know It irritated my mom.

Me: "Ma, that's a huge accusation, staring to take care of looks doesn't mean She's cheating on me, For all I know you go to the gym regularly"

Seema: "Maybe I am attracted to another male, sub-consciously or consciously"

What did she just say? I never imagined in my wildest dreams that my Mom would utter these words.

Me: "Ma please, tell me that you are joking?"

Seema: "Do I look like I am joking, See Sonu, I am a woman just like your wife, we have certain needs to be fulfilled, I am not blaming Pooja for cheating"

Me: "Ma Are you cheating on Dad?"

Seema: "Sonu listen, This conversation is not about me, It's about Pooja"

I expected her to say "What the fucking are you talking about, I will never cheat on your dad even on dreams" but all I got was an ambiguous answer. But She's right. We were talking about my wife.

Me: "Okay do you have any proof?"

Seema: "I don't have any, but I have strong suspicions"

Me: "What are they ma?"

Seema: "Last month Pooja and I went to market by metro"

Me: "She never mentioned it to me"

Seema: "I know she wouldn't because we met her colleague Prabhu there"

What the fuck? I felt like a fool. My Wife would say everything to me on the phone. From What breakfast she had? to What color of panties she was wearing? Why did she hide this Incident from me? 

Seema: "Are you on the line?"

Me: "Yes ma, What happened then?"

Seema: "While me and Pooja were waiting for the train at the metro station some thugs passed vulgar comments looking at us, they even tried to grope us in the crowd, even managed to grope Pooja a little"

Me: "Ma this is why I always advise you both to take the car, It not safe for two beautiful women to travel alone on the metro these days"

Seema: "Next time I will keep that in mind, But coming back to our story, Prabhu happened to be passing by there"

Me: "What did he do?"

Seema: "He saved both of us from the thugs by scaring them off, I wondered if he was a gentleman"

No Ma, He is no better than the street thugs trying to grope you. He is such a pervert. But I didn't show my Mom that I already knew Prabhu.

Me: "Thank god, he happened to be there by coincidence"

Seema: "No sonu you are making a grave mistake, the original plan was only for Pooja to go to the market I joined her last minute, I don't think it was a coincidence, they were planning to meet there, Pooja getting groped was a coincidence"

Me: "Ma, It's just your theory, This is not solid proof"

Seema: "Wait sonu, The story isn't over yet, He managed to get a seat on a crowded train, He was so sweet that he even let me sit on it, Pooja and Prabhu were standing and talking with each other"

That lucky bastard. He must have enjoyed my wife's body on a crowded metro train. I knew Pooja always had a kink for this kind of stuff, Public sex. She must have been so wet.

Seema: "I noticed them talking very closely, She was acting like a teenager around him"

Me: "Ma, He's her colleague and He just saved her from goons, it's only natural"

Seema: "I never saw Pooja acting this way, We used to shop around a lot, and we even enjoyed some guys sighting us, But she was never like this"

Me: "Ma, you can't doubt my wife's chastity with this"

Seema: "Look Sonu, I am a woman, I know how girls behave when they are around the man they are attracted to, She was twirling her hair while talking to him, She was laughing at every joke that he made"

I already know that ma, I have seen her talking to him like that in Instagram reels. Laughing for jokes is one thing but allowing his cock to enter her hole is a completely different evil thing which my wife would never do.

Me: "Ma, you are being so irrational"

Seema: "Listen to the whole of it, When we reached the market Pooja suggested that we split up to buy vegetables so that we could save time, then they both went alone and I went alone"

Ma, why did you leave that bastard with my lovely wife? He wouldn't miss a chance to grab her ass while in the crowd.

Me: "Ma, that means nothing, She just wanted to save time"

Seema: "If this doesn't convince you I don't know what will?, While I was shopping In the market I got an urge to pee, I found a secluded dead end, I went and squatted behind the trash can, that's when I heard a woman moaning behind the huge wall."

Ma, My Pooja would never do that. What were you thinking about her?, She is not a prostitute to give blowjobs to men on secluded streets. She is a loyal wife. She is the pride of our family. How can you think so low of her? I thought to myself

Me: "Did you see her?"

Seema: "Unfortunately I was only able to hear as there was a huge wall before us, I can say by the moaning sounds it was her"

Me: "Ma, are you even serious, How can you say it's her by moans"

Seema: "I have listened to her moans before, while you two having sex in the bedroom"

What? Why is my Mom spying on us? Is she just listening to our lovemaking or seen it too? 

Me: "Why are you spying on us, Ma this is so embarrassing, I am going, bye"

Seema: "Don't you have any interest in knowing the rest of it"

Me: "What? Is there more to it?"

Seema: "Then after an hour She came back with purchases, She looked very tired and sweating all over"

Me: "Going shopping in the afternoon sun would make anyone tired and sweating"

Seema: "She had something cream-like white substance on her saree"

Me: "Mom, you are making this conversation so awkward"

Seema: "I asked her about it and she said she had an ice cream with Prabhu, I noticed him too, His dress was also a mess, and I even noticed lipstick stains on his white pants"

After all the reasons I heard my Mom say, this was one of the most convincing ones.

Me: "Did you ask him about it?"

Seema: "Yes, I did, He said that he was helping Pooja buy carrots and some carrots fell on his pants"

I was completely confused. I didn't know what to say. I can neither believe it nor deny it completely.

Seema: "We came back to the metro station, and he said bye to us and left on his bike"

Me: "I am not getting your point"

Seema: "If he had a bike then what was he doing in the metro"

That's a valid point.

Seema: "When we went home after she changed her dress, I took her panties from the washing machine, I even noticed cum stains"

Me: "Oh my god, Mom, that's so disgusting"

Seema: "It didn't stop there, A few weeks before I was at our house balcony, and I saw a car come into our apartment compound, it was stopped there for a few minutes, then Pooja got out of the car wiping her lips"

Me: "That must be her cab ma"

Seema: "No, It was Prabhu's car"

Me: "Ma, How did you know what car Prabhu was driving?"

Seema: "Ah...that I ....got to know....by doing some digging online"

Clearly, She was taken aback by my question. why is she stammering? I asked myself.

Seema: "I noticed a small bruise on her lips, when I asked her about it she blabbered that she bit her lips while eating, She also came late that evening"

Me: "Mom, enough..., these are all your assumptions, you don't have any evidence based on facts"

Seema: "What will you do If I give you some evidence"

Me: "I will definitely throw that bitch out of our house"

Seema: "No...no, I just want both of you to be happy, You can't blame her for cheating, every relationship must come across it"

Me: "I said that because I know with all my heart you can't bring proof"

Seema: "I will get you Proof and you should take her to Canada with you, Okay?"

Me: "Got it, Ma but What is your plan to get proof?"

Seema: "Pooja got selected as the employee of the month, tomorrow there will be a party arranged at her office to celebrate it, She also invited me with her, I could get solid proof"

Me: "OK ma, Sorry to disappoint you but you won't be getting any proof"

Seema: "If that were true, I would be the first one to be happy"

My mom hung up the call.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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CHAPTER - 6.

After having the conversation with my mom, I was really excited that night. Then I wondered what my life would be like if my mom managed to bring solid proof. The thought of my wife breaking our marital vows by spreading her legs to another man, made my cock twitch. I was feeling kinky. I went online to a sex stories forum website. I started browsing the threads one by one. A particular thread grabbed my attention.

The Thread is named, "Pooja and Seema, Two Sluts".

I was excited to see a thread with the name of my wife and mother. I went to the author's profile. The name was Ahmed. He mentioned that his age was 56. I know Ahmed of the same age. He was my Dad's business partner for almost a decade. He was a family friend to us. His wife passed away recently. I got curious and decided to read that Thread.

 

The story is as follows.

Hi readers, This is Ahmed. I am going to share a real-life incident with you. Most of you already know that I was having an affair with my business partner's wife, Seema. This story is about how I got a chance to fuck her magnificent Daughter in law, Pooja. She was staying alone with her In-laws. Her husband went to Canada a few years back.

I recently bought a house in the same apartment in which Seema was staying. It was her idea so that we could see each other often. I was lucky to get a house next to Seema's house. Seema invited me to dinner at her house on the first day of moving. I went to her house and knocked on the door. I was amazed to see Pooja open the door. She is a bombshell, having flesh in the right places. She was wearing a red saree and a green sleeveless blouse. I was standing there staring at her cleavage. It was a mesmerizing view. She noticed that I was feasting on her cleavage with my eyes. She adjusted her saree. I felt so awkward that I got caught.

Ahmed: "You must be Pooja?"

Pooja: "Yes Uncle, please come in"

Ahmed: "Sorry dear, I was abroad while you were getting married"

Pooja: "It's okay uncle, My mother-in-law told me a lot about you"

Ahmed: "I hope it's all good, Where is your husband, Shyam?"

Pooja: "He went to Canada last month"

I was walking inside the room looking at her giant ass sway.

Ahmed: "Where is Seema?"

Pooja: "She is getting ready, uncle"

Ahmed: "Oh, please don't call me uncle, call me Ahmed"

She smiled a little bit.

Pooja: "Okay, Ahmed"

My friend and Seema's husband came from the bedroom. we both started chatting about our business and stuff.
Pooja went inside to prepare food. I didn't come to this house to listen to this idiot talk. I asked him for some coffee. He in turn asked Pooja to bring me some. Pooja came out of the kitchen with a plate on which two cups were placed. She bends before me while giving it to me. Her pallu dropped. She quickly flung it up over her shoulders. I got a nice glimpse of her mounds. After I sipped coffee from a cup.

"Fantastic", I said looking at Pooja's cleavage. She stood there smiling.

"You must have tasted Seema's as well", said my friend.

"This is much better than hers", I replied.

"What are you talking about?", asked Seema. She entered the room wearing a Red kurti and white leggings.

"We were talking about coffee", I answered.

Seema came near me and we both hugged. I pinched Seema's ass from behind without her husband noticing. But what I forgot was Pooja was standing behind her. Pooja saw me pinching Seema's ass and laughed sheepishly. The four of us sat on the sofa and chatted for a while. Then we moved to the dining table to eat dinner. It was a table with four chairs. Seema and her husband were sitting opposite to each other. I was sitting near Seema and Pooja was sitting near her father-in-law. 

We all started having dinner. Parathas, Panner butter masala, and Chenna gravy were on the table. Pooja was serving parathas to all. I extended my plate to her. She took three parathas and tried to put it on my plate. I could see her cleanly shaved dusky underarms. I immediately got an erection. Seema put Panner butter masala on my plate. Under the table, I put my hands on Seema's thigh over her white leggings. Started rubbing up and down. Seema tried her best to conceal her facial reaction from her husband. We both were casually eating dinner.

I started moving my hands up into her Kurti, and reached her navel. I started circling my finger around her navel. simultaneously I grabbed a Panner piece from my plate.

"So soft and juicy", I said and ate the panner. Seema gave a sly smile. I am sure Pooja must have sensed something was going on under the table. She dropped a spoon and bent down to pick it. On seeing Pooja bend, Seema pushed my hands out of her kurti. But Pooja must have seen the act. She got up and smiled a little looking at us and proceeded to have dinner.

"Thank you so much for serving this paneer Seema ji, I never tasted anything like it", I said.

"You should try some Chenna as well, Pooja prepared it", My friend said.

Pooja got up from her chair with a bowl of chenna in her hands. She came close to me and started putting chenna on my plate. Her shoulders and my shoulders were rubbing with each other. I could smell her fragrance.
I could also see her navel from the side. Her navel was plump and luscious. I touched her navel with my elbows on the cover of eating. 

"Hot and spicy, Pooja", I said, Licking my fingers and looking at Pooja. She reciprocated with a smile. We all finished our dinner. Pooja took all the plates and bowls to the kitchen.

"It's time for dessert", my friend said. 

Seema got up from the table. I pulled her back to her chair. 

"Give me the pleasure of bringing the dessert to you", I said and went into the kitchen. I saw Pooja putting all the vessels into the kitchen sink. 

"Very good dinner, I must give you some gift for preparing food", I said.

"What are you referring to?, Seema's or Mine", She asked.

"To be frank I was getting bored of Seema, It's so refreshing for my taste buds to feel something new", I replied.

"You will be feeling more of it," she said with a grin.
 

"What?", I asked.

"Since you have moved here you will get a chance to taste my cooking" " she replied.

"They are asking for desserts", I said.

"It's in the fridge" she replied.

I opened the fridge. There was both Rasagulla and Gulab Jamun. Rasagulla is like Seema, Milky white and juicy. Gulab jamun is like Pooja, spongy and honey brown. I was consumed with my thoughts.

"Which one do you want?", She asked.

"I have had rasagulla many times, It is the jamun that I am interested in", I replied.

I got the jamun out of the fridge. Pooja was taking small plates for dessert from the top shelf. I could see her boobs, navel, and underarms at the same time. My cock was poking out of my sherwani. 

"Amazing", I said. Tasting Gulab jamun with a spoon.

She took the spoon from my hand and She licked the spoon seductively. 

"Yes, Indeed", She replied.

some of the gulab jamun was on her lips. I took my fingers to her lips and wiped them. Then I took my fingers to my mouth and licked it. She went out of the kitchen with plates in her hand without saying anything. I was afraid that she was angry. I came out of the kitchen. I felt easy when I found her on the dining table sitting near Seema. They both were talking and laughing.

I went behind both of them with the Gulab jamun container in my hand. I started to serve them. I came close to both of them. My crotch was even rubbing on their shoulders. Both of them must have felt my erection.

we all again assembled on the sofa and started chatting. 

"Let's have some wine," my friend said.

Pooja went and brought two wine glasses and a bottle full of red wine. She gave a glass to her father-in-law and one to me. She poured some wine into her father-in-law's glass. She came near me and started pouring wine into my glass as well. I could see her hips clearly. She had love handles. It was like a butterscotch cake slice. I couldn't control myself and grabbed her hips. Seema was not paying attention to us

She gasped in shock and poured some wine on my pants. Then she grabbed a tissue and started wiping my pants. My cock was like a stone. Her fingers must have felt it. But she didn't take her hands off. She even poured some water on her palms and rubbed her bare hands over my crotch. I tried my best to hide the erection.

"Sorry my mistake," Pooja said.

"Go and clean yourself in the washroom," Seema added.

I stood up and went to the Pooja's bedroom. I have already been to their house many times. I went inside the washroom. I saw Pooja's used bra hanging. I took the bra and smelled the cups. It was an amazing smell. I quickly opened my zip and took my tool out. I started stroking my cock. I noticed her panties lying around. I took it and smelled it too. Then I slowly started rubbing her panties all over my face. 

She must have removed it this evening while taking a bath. I wrapped her bra around my cock and started stroking it. I paused for a minute to remove my ring. I placed my ring on the shelf. Then I continued my frenzy. I cummed on her bra cups within minutes. Then I cleaned myself and came out of the washroom like nothing happened.

I came back to the hall and we chatted for a little while. When I was about to leave.

"I will give you food till you get a maid", said Seema.

I smiled and nodded at her. Then left for my new house.

That night like we planned before, Seema got out of her bed after her husband slept. I left my house's Main door open so as not to create any noise in the night. She quietly sneaked into my house. I was already waiting for her in my bedroom. When she entered the bedroom, I noticed she was wearing a Red satin nighty.

I jumped out of the bed and lifted her with my both hands. I put her on my bed and planted a kiss on her lips. Her lips were sweet to taste. Although Seema and I were having an affair for several years, I haven't fucked her this year. At the beginning of this year, my wife passed away. Then I went to stay with my sisters for a while in Dubai. I came here after a year. 

She opened her lips to let my tongue in. My tongue was licking her tongue. Her hands started exploring all of my back. I was already nude waiting for her. I didn't want to waste any time. I started kissing all over her face. 

"I missed you so much", said Seema.

"I missed this too darling", I replied.

She started licking me all over my face. Then Pushed me aside and got up. She was standing there lifting both of her arms up. She signaled me to remove her nighty. I didn't waste any time and removed her nighty in an instant. She was standing nude in front of me. I was elated that she was not wearing any inner garments.

"looks like you didn't want to waste any time either", I said.

"We only have a few minutes, My husband could wake up anytime", She replied.

"Don't worry darling, since I am your neighbor now, we can meet anytime we want", I said.

"My husband is not a problem, we managed to hide our affair from him for years, but my daughter-in-law is a different story" she replied.

"I think she won't be a problem at all", I said.

"No, you are wrong, let me take care of her, I will find a way to send her back to Canada", She replied.

Then I pushed her back onto the bed. I started kissing her from her toes. Even took some of her toes into my mouth and licked them. I slowly moved up kissing her slender white legs to the top. I finally reached the triangle.
Her pubic hair was trimmed neatly. I began sniffing her pussy like a street dog.

"Seema, I missed this smell", I said.

Before she could say anything. I started chewing her pussy lips. Her body started to shake. She wrapped both of her legs around my head. My face was pressed against her pussy. I started eating her out. She was moaning like crazy. 

"Yes, Ahmed...........make me your slut", Seema screamed.

Seema was pinching her nipples. Within a few minutes, she came hard on my face. I got up and wiped my face with a bed sheet. I licked my lips to taste Seema's juice. I signaled her to suck my dick. 

"I want to Ahmed, but my husband could be out looking for me" " she said.

I entered into the bed with her again. She spread her legs as wide as She could. I put my erect cock over her labia and started to rub it on it. 

"I want you in Ahmed", She shouted. I had never seen her this excited.

I inserted my cock into her pussy. It went in smoothly as she was already wet. I started hammering her pussy mercilessly. She was moaning loudly. We were in a missionary position. My head was facing the bedroom door.
I heard my bedroom door open a bit. I was first scared that It might be Seema's husband. But then I realized It was Pooja. I didn't know how to react. She was watching me fuck her Mother in law. 

My eyes met with Pooja's eyes. I increased the speed of my thrusts into Seema's pussy. Seema had no idea that Pooja standing and watching us. Seema was emitting loud noises.

"Ahh, yes fuck me, make me your whore Ahmed"

"shhhh..ahhhh. I .ahhhhhh"

Pooja was wearing a white cotton nighty. To my surprise, She lifted her nighty up and began touching her clit. Upon looking at her do it, I pumped Seema's pussy with all my energy. Seema started to cry out of pleasure. After a few deep thrusts, I ejected my load into her pussy. Seema pulled her towards me and gave me a kiss on my lips. When I lifted my head again Pooja was not there. After cuddling with me for a few minutes, Seema left for her house. I slept that night naked thinking about Pooja.

The next morning I was in deep sleep. I felt a gentle hand pat on my chest. I thought It was Seema. I abruptly pulled the hand, taking it from my chest to my crotch. I haven't opened my eyes yet. She must have lost her balance. She fell hard on me. Her boobs landed on my chest. It was more bouncy than usual. I was half asleep.

I only heard an "Ouchh"

I put my lips on her lips the next minute. It tasted different. I have kissed Seema's lips countless times. These lips had a different texture. This was more succulent than Seema's lips. With my other hand, I grabbed her ass and slapped it hard. Seema's ass would be firmer, this was fluffy. That's when I realized it was not Seema but Pooja. But I didn't want to waste this chance. She's refusing to enter my tongue into her mouth, so I bite her lower lip.

Finally, She gained her strength and broke my kiss. I opened my eyes acting shocked. My cock was stiff like a metal rod.

"Pooja, what are you doing here? I thought you were Seema", I asked.

"Seema wanted to come and give this food to you, But I got the plate from her", She replied.

"I am really sorry Pooja, I didn't know", I replied.

"It's okay Ahmed, not a problem", She answered.

Her hand was still over my cock. She realized it and took it away.

"Do you like it?", I asked.

"What?", She questioned.

"My new house", I replied.

"Yeah, it's nice, I came here to talk about yesterday night", She said.

"Look Pooja the thing between me and Seema ji is complicated.....", Before I could complete my sentence.

"It's none of my business, Please don't tell her that I was watching", she said.

"It will be our little secret", I replied. smiled at her.

She gave my ring to me. 

"You left this yesterday at my washroom" " she said and left the room wiping her lips. 

I watched her ass sway left and right. My cock was really hard. I jumped into the shower and jerked thinking about Pooja for the second time in the last 24 hours. Then I came out and got dressed. I ate the food that Pooja bought me. When I came to the hall. Seema and Pooja entered my house.

"What do I owe this pleasure", I said.

"We came here to help you arrange your house", Pooja said.

"I don't know how I am going to repay my debts to both of you", I said.

Three of us started to unpack things. Seema was wearing a T-shirt and Jeans. Pooja was on the same night as last night. I could see Seema's panty strip while She bends as her T-shirt goes up. I went behind her and grabbed her ass. She quickly pushed my hands away and looked at me angrily. I smiled back at her. I could tell Pooja was not wearing any bra or panties. She was showing a generous amount of cleavage to me while bending.

We began arranging my bookshelf. we took a stool and made Pooja stand on it. I was holding it the at front and Seema was holding it at the back. I was facing Pooja's pussy and Seema was facing Pooja's ass. My nose was in a straight line with her pussy. I moved my nose a little near to her pussy and started to sniff it slowly. Pooja's body was in between me and Seema, so she could not see me. Pooja was arranging the books on the top shelf. To my surprise, I could smell Pooja's pussy juice. I moved my head closer to her pussy a bit. Now my nose was poking her pussy through her thin cotton nighty. It was moist. I got excited. I started blowing some air out of my mouth into her pussy, the air passed through the thin fabric of her nighty and reached her clit.

She stopped arranging the books and stood there silently. 

"We don't have all day Please do it quick dear", Seema said.

Then Pooja started to arrange the books again. This time I planted a small kiss on her pussy over the nighty. She moved her body a little backward. Her ass brushed against Seema's face.

"Sorry, Ma it's my fault", Pooja apologized.

Suddenly a lizard jumped from the top shelf and landed on Seema's cleavage. She was terrified and stood up suddenly waving her hands. The commotion caused Pooja to fall over me. we both fell down on the floor. With Pooja's pussy landing on my mouth. I didn't want to waste this chance. I moved my head into her pussy and bite it a little. Seema came towards us and lifted Pooja up from my face.

Pooja's face turned red in blushing due to the act. They helped me arrange for a little while and left. I was thinking about Pooja the whole day. 

The evening of the same day Seema and her husband left for the temple. Pooja was all alone in the house. I went to her house, the Main door was open so I entered inside. I saw Pooja sitting on the couch talking on the phone with her husband Shyam. When she saw me, She said "I will call you later, Bye" and Hung up the call.
There was an ice pack over her legs.

"What happened Pooja, Why didn't you go to the temple", I asked.

"Due to the fall from the morning, My legs are paining while I walk", She replied.

I felt bad for her condition. 

"Let me give you a massage", I said.

"Anything to relieve this pain" she replied.

She was wearing a knee-length skirt and T-shirt.

"Where it is exactly paining", I asked.

She showed me a spot just below her knees.

Grabbing a bottle of lotion from my house. I knelt at her feet. I rubbed My hands together to warm them up and coat them thoroughly with lotion and then began working on her leg. I started at her ankle and moved slowly over her calf and up to her knee, being careful to avoid her Painful spot, and then I worked my way slowly down again. After three or four passes, I added more lotion to my hands and switched legs, repeating my motions.
 
 Pooja quickly relaxed under his ministrations, laying her head back and sinking deeper into the couch. I knew She enjoyed my touching and looking at her legs, and she did nothing to discourage me. Unlike the first massage that I had given her, she let her legs relax, unworried about what I might see. And when My hands wandered above her knees and below her skirt, she didn't protest. I took that as a green signal.
 
 I was in heaven massaging her legs. I truly wanted her to get rid of the pain. But I was getting turned on as well. I moved my hands higher and higher with each pass. I even started to move my hands above her knees reaching her thighs. I could feel the heat emanating from between her legs as my hands came within an inch or two of her panties. She spread her legs wider. I took my hands from her thighs and placed them on her hips. I pulled her forward to the edge of the couch. She lifted her skirt up revealing her panties. I pulled her panties aside and 
shoved my tongue as deep inside her as I could, relishing her taste. I moved my arms from her hips and I wrapped both arms under her thighs, supporting her legs on my shoulders so that I could get better access. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my tongue tight against her as her hips began to shake. Shifting her weight, she brought my mouth up to her clit, drawing a sharp breath as my tongue flicked it mercilessly. Then I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth.

Pooja threw an arm over her mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure as I worked her clit relentlessly. Her body jerked as each wave of her orgasm rolled over her until she could take no more and collapsed back onto the couch. I had a death grip on her hips and kept my face buried between her thighs, gently nibbling and kissing her labia and the hood of her clit as she slowly came down to Earth. Laughing, she put her hand on my forehead and pushed me aside.

"Enough, Ahmed", she said.

with one final kiss over her pussy. I backed off and looked at Pooja and smiled.

Then I stood up and Pooja helped me remove my pants. My stiff shaft was pointing towards Pooja's innocent face. She held my cock with her hand. She started kissing and licking my shaft. She explored every inch of my shaft. She also started caressing my balls. I was finding it difficult to stand as my body shivered in pleasure.
she licked my shaft for a few minutes. When She moved her mouth away from my cock I could see a cord of saliva connecting my shaft and her tongue break. Her work was thorough. My cock was well-lubed with her saliva.

She spread her legs and laid back on the couch. 

"What are you waiting for?", She asked.

I pulled her panties down as it was hugging her pussy tightly due to the wetness. She even lifted her ass and helped me to remove her panties. I held the headrest of the couch tightly for grip and positioned my cock in between her legs. She used her hands to adjust the position of my cock towards the her entrance. 

With all my strength I pushed my cock inside her pussy. She jumped two inches above the sofa and inserted it inside her. She closed her eyes and bit her lips. I began plunging my cock into her pussy with each thrust my plunging getting deeper and deeper. I flexed my cock to stimulate more pleasure.

"Yes, Ahmed I've waited for this so long", She screamed.

"Awwwww...omg .....wooohhhhh ..ahhhhh..sssshhhhhhaaaa"

"I am going to cum", I shouted.

 Five more strokes. I could feel my cock build up.
 
 My cock stiffened more and my head of the cock enlarged. "I'm cumming" I roared.
 
 Three more strokes and it was there! I erupted inside her like a volcano. Spraying hot cum all up inside her.
 
 She could feel the heat and pressure beginning to fill her and she orgasmed with the same intensity as me.
  "OH YES, GOD, YES!!!" She screamed.
 
 We embraced each other. I can feel my hot cum leaking out of her pussy after I filled her.
 

End of the Thread.

I was already ejaculated twice reading this story about my wife and mother. I have to appreciate that old bastard Ahmed for his imagination. But he is a lair. No way this story could have been true. I always knew that he was a pervert. He must be lusting on my mom and wife. So, he wrote this story to satisfy his perverted intentions.

TO BE CONTINUED...

[powerhouse444]

What an update bro..??loved it ..carry on ur writing

great story

Superb narration and good twist that his mother entered

Thanks for your support guys.

[powerhouse444]

Chapter -7.

Pooja and Seema went to beauty parlour to get ready for the upcoming office party. They both were waiting on the reception lobby to be called inside the makeup room. Pooja was scrolling her phone. Seema sitting near her devising a plan to get proof of her daughter in law's adultery. Pooja was getting a lot of messages in the whatsapp. Pooja smiled looking at her mobile phone screen. Seema noticed this and went to check her son's lastseen.

"Shyam is not online, She must be talking to her boyfriend" Seema thought.

"You may go in now" receptionist said looking at pooja.

In a hurry, Pooja gave her handbag and phone to Seema and went inside the makeup room. The Phone was in a unlocked state. This is the golden opportunity that Seema has been waiting for. Seema decided to browse through her phone to get a clue of Pooja's affair. When she went into whatsapp, the app was password protected. Instagram and gallery were locked too.

"Clever, bitch" Seema said to herself.

Seema found a digital journal app in her phone. surprisingly it was not password protected. Seema decided to open it There were several journals found in the app.

"I didn't know Pooja had an habit of writing journals" Seema thought.

While scrolling through the app, a particular journal caught seema's attention. It was an Unnamed journal. All other journals were named ones. She decided to read it.

POOJA'S JOURNAL

While I was working in my cabin, I got a call from my boss to and him in his room. I had no idea why he called me. I went to his room and knocked the door.

Pooja: "May I come in, sir."

Boss: "Please get in, Pooja."

A young man in his late 20's was sitting on the chair opposite to my Boss' desk. He had an muscular body and a neatly trimmed beard on his face.

Boss: Meet, Mrs Pooja Shyam your team leader.

Then the man turned towards me and extended his hand for handshake with a smile on his face. I reciprocated his gesture. He held my hands firmly and shook it.

Prabhu: "It is a pleasure to meet you mrs Pooja Shyam, I am Prabhu"

Pooja: "I am glad to meet you too"

Boss: "He is the new analyst for your team, Take him under your guidence and teach him what we do"

Pooja: "Sure sir, I will see what I can do"

Prabhu:"I am a fast learner mrs Pooja Shyam, I am sure you won't be disappointed with me"

Boss: "Give him a tour of our office and introduce him to your team members"

My boss gave his file to me.

Pooja: "Follow me, Mr...Prabhu"

I walked out of the room. While walking I opened his file and glanced through his resume. He was following me from behind.

Pooja: "Impressive, Prabhu"

Prabhu: "Yes, I been hitting the gym for two years"

Pooja: "I mean't your resume"

Prabhu: "Sorry, Usually the females that I meet give me compliment about my physique"

Pooja: "You are not here for an Male modeling audition, are you?"

Although I didn't entertain such kinds of talks from him. I was really admiring his confidence.

Prabhu: "You could have easily been a bollywood heroine, What are you doing in a corporate office mrs Pooja shyam?"

I stopped walking upon hearing his question. I turned back towards him. He was walking behind me very closely as I turned back we both bumped into each other. His nose brushed against mine. My manglasutra got struck on his shirt button. He was wearing blazers with bronze buttons. I forgot what I was about to say. I tried to free My manglasutra from his button.

Prabhu: "Let me help you Mrs Pooja shyam"

He freed my manglasutra from his shirt button.

Pooja: "Where were you looking at while walking?"

Prabhu: "I was admiring the structure"

Pooja: "What are you talking about?"  I frowned upon him.

Prabhu: "I was talking about the building's architectural structure"

Then I started walking again. I know he's flirting with me. As a married woman I shouldn't be getting exciting about this but I am shamelessly enjoying his talks.

Prabhu: "You didn't answer my question"

Pooja: "Pardon me, what was your question?"

Prabhu: "You could be a heroin and  earning in crores, What are you doing here?"

He complimented me for the second time in a day. I was blushing, to hide it from him I increased my walking pace.

Pooja: "I have no interest in acting"

Prabhu: "What are your interests then?"

Pooja: "Most of the people ask about job descriptions on their first day of the work"

Prabhu: "I am not like most of the people, Pooja"

I introduced him to all the members of our team. Then I talked to him about the job roles and responsibilities. He never stopped flirting with me. He got a cabin opposite to my cabin. The whole day he was staring at me. I  was enjoying the attention that I am getting from him. I know it was wrong. I have a husband in Canada. But I secretly wanted Prabhu's attention. Later that afternoon I was sitting in the cafeteria alone having a snack and tea. Prabhu got into the cafeteria and grabbed a plate of pastries. He saw me and waved at me like we were close friends. He came towards my table and sat opposite to me.

Pooja: "How was your first day at your office?"

Prabhu: "So far so good Pooja"

His eyes were rolling down from my face to my breasts every minute. I noticed this and decided to tease him.

Pooja: "Do you like it?"

He immediately lifted his gaze to my face.

Pooja: "Do you like the job?"

He gave a vile smile.

Prabhu: "I am just getting the view of it, want to explore it more, will you help me?"

Pooja: " I see what I can do"

As we both were having conversations, my friend hema came to the table and joined us. She has been a good friend to me in this office for two years. She is 32 years old and a mother of two. When I introduced both of them in the morning, I can see hema was interested in him. How a mother of her age could easily fall for a guy like him. It must be his smile.  He had a charming smile. I thought it was exclusively for me but He is using it on every woman. I felt like a fool. May be he is just a womanizer, looking for some pussy. Don't get caught in his trap. They both started talking with each other. Hema was listening to him twirling her hair. She was acting like a teenage girl around him, laughing at his jokes. I was getting annoyed of their conversation but I don't know why?

Prabhu: "Can I get one of those"

Prabhu pointed his spoon directly at Hema's breast. I was shocked to see that he was very direct to her. Hema was also shocked at his question. She couldn't answer it.

Pooja: "Don't make us file a compliant against you for workplace indecency"

Prabhu: "Oh Pooja forgive me, I just wanted the cake slices on her plate"

Hema smiled at him.

Hema: "You can have both if you want"

both of them smiled at each other. I felt embarassed. I did't want to stay there anymore. I stood up and walked away without saying anything. But when I reached my cabin I felt It was a mistake leaving Prabhu alone with Hema.

surely Hema is trying to get into Prabhu's pants. The thought of Hema's toes rubbing on Prabhu's ankle under the table came to my mind. I got enraged. I have no clue why I am thinking this way. He is not my husband. Then why should I bother If someone trying to seduce him. I asked myself. Few weeks went by. we started to talk in whatsapp. At first the conversation was strictly professional atleast on my part but then we started to talk about personal things also. I was really dying for his attention. Usually I hide my whatsapp statuses to all my colleagues but Prabhu was an exception.

I put this picture as my whatsapp status and waited for Prabhu to see it. I began checking the status every couple of minutes. The first view was from Shyam. But he didn't reply to it. I didn't care either. The next view was from Prabhu. I went to his chat and waited for his reply. When I saw "Typing" on the chat my heart was racing to see what his reply would be.

Prabhu: "Divine beauty like apsaras"

Pooja: ** Blush smiley **

Prabhu: ** Kiss smiley **

Prabhu: "The red color was a nice touch"

What was he talking about? Then I remembered that I was wearing a red bra. How did he know?

Pooja: "How did you know?"

Prabhu: "I can see it"

I looked at the picture. There was no hint of my bra. Not even my bra strap was visible.

Pooja: "You are lying, There is no chance that you could have seen it in the picture, you are guessing aren't you?"

Prabhu: "Of course I can see it,Its in the middle of your forehead"

Then I bit my lip. He was talking about my bindi.

Prabhu: "Oh, You thought I was talking about your inners?"

Pooja: "No, I wasn't"

Prabhu: ""Now look who's lying"

Pooja: "May be"

Prabhu: "Which one is red bra or panties"

Pooja: "Both are"

Prabhu: "Your fashion sense is so good, What are the numbers?"

Pooja: "36D -35-38"

Prabhu: "Why are you not a mother yet?, Is there any problem with Shyam"

Pooja: "No,we simply decided this is not the right time"

Prabhu: "What contraceptives do you use?"

Pooja: "condoms"

Prabhu: "What is your favorite flavor?"

Pooja: "Mango"

Prabhu: "When was the last time you did it with your husband?"

Pooja: "Its been 6 months"

I was there shamelessy answering each and every question about my personal life to a man who I met few weeks back.

Some days passed like that. We started to chat almost everynight. I felt like I was falling in love with Prabhu.

One day Me and Prabhu both go into a crowded elevator. He was standing behind me. As the lift started moving towards the top floor more and more people got in. My body was pressed against Prabhu's body. His crotch was  right behind my ass. He was having an erection. Although he was wearing pants I could feel his cock deep into my ass crack. The size was huge. I could feel the moistness between my legs. When I got out of the lift I went to the restroom and fingered myself. This was the first time that I was doing it in office. I did it to reduce my libido but it was a mistake. I was more hornier than ever. I couldn't look straight into Prabhu's eyes. It was like I was standing naked in front of him eventhough I was wearing a dress.

That day our team had to work late night. After the work was over, I was about to go home but I couldn't get any cab at that time. Prabhu proposed That he would drop me on my home. I accepted his offer. What could a harmless bike ride do? I thought to myself. I hopped onto the bike with him. He had a sports bike. The seats were too sloppy. I was literally hugging him from behind. I could feel both of my breasts pressing on his back. There was not a single place to hold for a grip. My only option is to wrap my arms around his waist. My fingers were brushing on his crotch. I was feeling the bulge in his pants. suddenly it started to rain. Prabhu stopped the bike under a tree. we were in rain only for a few minutes but both of us were soaking wet. I was wearing a saree that day. It was transparent. Prabhu could clearly see my bra outline over my saree. We both were shivering in the cold.  Our shoulders were touching one anothers.

Prabhu proposed that we must go to his house as it was near by. I agreed. I was not thinking straight. I had to agree to escape from the cold. We both went to his house. It was a single bedroom apartment. He gave me a towel and one of his shirt to change. I went into the bathroom. I kept my handbag on the hall. My phone started ringing. Prabhu picked up the phone and came near the bathroom door and knocked. I opened the door slightly. I was standing naked. Prabhu was trying to peek through the opening of the door. He gave me my phone. The call was from shyam. I picked the call.

"I got struck in rain, I am with my friend hema, Looks like I have to spend the night at her house" I lied to my husband in front of Prabhu. Then I gave my Phone back to him and he left. I wiped my body with the towel. I wore the shirt which Prabhu gave me. It was a white shirt slightly longer to my thighs. I came out of the bathroom wearing the shirt. I was naked inside.

Prabhu was standing there on his boxers .

THE END OF THE JOURNAL....

What happened next? Seema wondered. It is obiviously that Pooja is having an emotional affair with Prabhu, but did they sleep with each other? Seema asked herself. While Seema was thinking Pooja got out from the makeup room.  Seema quickly placed the phone on Pooja's chair before she could see anything.

To be continued...

[powerhouse444]

Thats a classic!
Awesome update, bro!.. I was right on time to read it.. And it took no more than the climax of update to reach my own climax! Hehe..
Keep going like this!.. You're the best!

We used to read this kind of story in xossip. Now it becomes rare to find good adultery story plot. You bro bring it back. make more nasty and horny. In the party mom should fall in love with business man or pooja's boss. that way adultery will go another label.

What a amazing story
and
such an awesome narration!

superbbb update  yr):

I am so glad that you all liked my story guys
and more importantly
thanks a lot for your support