Adultery Rupali ki daily journal

[rockoandhunter]

This story follows an incident in the life of an Indian woman named Rupali. Rupali is 32 years old, divorced. She has an average face, Indian-fair skin complexion, nicely shaped big boobs, flat stomach and sight curvy waist. fully aware of her appeal. Her thighs are thick & amazingly attractive just like her boobs and buttocks.
She had a boyfriend during her college years, and they were in a relationship for seven or eight years, with fulfilling sex life. However, he refused to marry her due to caste issues and pressure from his family. Around the same time, her father insisted she marry a government servant of the same caste. Sadly, the marriage did not last. Her husband often drank heavily in the evenings and was abusive. She filed for divorce and began a new life in a new city.
She started working as a teacher in a government college and is currently assigned to a college in a small village. She lives in a rented two-story house on the outskirts of the village, occupying the ground floor, with another tenant on the upper floor. The area is generally quiet and not very crowded.
Rupali is independent, she works, earns money, cooks, and manages most household tasks on her own. She wears sarees when at college and Indian nighties or slips at home. She is a minimalist and only keeps things she uses or needs.
This story is narrated through excerpts related to this incident from Rupali's daily journal.

[rockoandhunter]

DAY 1


Today was a good day. Students used the exact Maths trick that I taught them in the exam. This makes me happy. Being useful and helpful. I dont feel any void in my life. I, alone, can manage everything. 
The only time I miss a partner is in bed. Kabhi lagta hai, koid hona chahiye, koi mard, jo mujhe baho me leke ragade, mujhe chume. Mere doodhonko masale aur fir jir bharke unhe chuse. Mere nabhi me ungli kare. Meri choot chaate, aahh! Apna lund meri choot me dalke mujhe achhese chode, har raat.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER A WEEK

Aaj pata chala ki upar wale floor me koi Raghu kaka rehte hai. Wo gaon me tarha-tarha ke kaam karte hain, jaise ki plumbing, construction me mistry ya fir electrician. Unki umar 56 saal ki hain. Kafi tajurba hai unhe life ka or kaam ka. Aaj gate par mile to hum dono ne kuch der baat ki.

We exchanged phone numbers as it helps in house related matters.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER A WEEK

Today Raghu kaka visited my house to give me a post letter that he collected when I was at the college. I was wearing a sleevless indian nighty. There was little cleavage line, I found him staring at my cleavage and boobs area for 1-2 seconds, multiple times. I should be careful.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER 2 DAYS

Today, there was a leak from the roof, and I assumed it must be because of Raghu Kaka. I went to his apartment on the floor above. He was wearing only a pair of shorts. He is very hairy, with hair all over his torso and legs, plus a dense beard. 
It turned out that the problem was caused by the roof pipe that collects rainwater. Raghu Kaka said he would fix it tomorrow. 
I liked his chest hair; he looked stronger than he does when he wears a shirt. I think his manual labor has kept him fit at his age. 
I was wearing a saree today and noticed him staring at my bare waist.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER 2 DAYS

Since it was the weekend, I was sweeping the lobby while wearing one of my usual nighties. I looked up to find Raghu Kaka standing in front of me, licking his lips. He was staring at my boobs. 
I realized that because I was bending over, they were partially exposed. I immediately stood up and covered myself with my hands, but he kept staring with a look of pure lust.
He was only there to inform me that he had fixed the pipe, but I began to feel a sense of dislike for him. Thank God I was wearing a bra, otherwise, he would have seen everything.
When Raghu Kaka realized the situation, he said, "Aap bahut khoobsurat ho, Memsaab".
"Aapako aise dekhna nahi chahiye, ye galat hain. Main aapke beti ki umar ki hun." I replied.
"Maaf kijiyega Memsaab, aap itni khoobsurat hain ki main dekhta reh gaya", Raghu Kaka said.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER 2 WEEKS

It has been two weeks, and Raghu Kaka has been staring into my eyes every time he sees me. 
Every day when I leave for college, he watches me from his balcony. Whenever I go out into the lobby wearing a nighty, I can feel him staring at my body. 
Initially, I was scared, but I have realized he isn't aggressive; he only stares when he gets the chance.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER 1 DAY

Today, I needed to finish grading college papers. I was still working at 12:30 AM when the electricity suddenly went out. I went outside and noticed that all the other houses in the vicinity still had their lights on; the issue was only in my house.

I was worried about finishing my work. Then, Raghu Kaka came out. He was wearing only a pair of shorts; he had been sleeping and must have heard the sound of my door opening.
"Memsaab, lagta hai aapka fuse gaya hai. Main dekhta hoon," Raghu Kaka said.
He came down and entered my house wearing just his shorts, his hairy chest fully exposed. I held the torch for him. He checked the fuse and then looked at me. I was wearing a nighty that showed a bit of cleavage. As usual, he stared at my boobs for a moment and smiled. He flipped the switch, which must have tripped due to a sudden power surge, and the electricity was restored. He didn't say anything else and went back to his house. I was able to finish my work and sleep comfortably with the fan on.

Now I have mixed feelings about Raghu kaka. Just like other men, he is also attracted towards women, but he is helpful & useful.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER 1 DAY

I returned from college and saw Raghu Kaka climbing the stairs to his floor. I called out to him.
"Raghu Kaka, thank you, kal ke liye," I said.
"Arre Memsaab, iski koi jarurat nahi. Agar mere layak kuch kaam ho to jarur batana," he replied. While saying this, he scanned me from head to toe. I was wearing a saree.
"Aap chai loge?" I offered.
"Haan, jarur Memsaab," Raghu Kaka replied.
Raghu Kaka came into my house. I went to the kitchen and prepared tea for both of us. I handed him a cup; we both remained standing because I only have one chair in my house. I offered him the seat, but he refused.
"Kaisi hai chai?" I asked.
"Aap ki tarah, mast, Memsaab," Raghu Kaka replied. He looked at my bare waist at the side of my saree.
"Aap ko sharam nahi aati, mujhe aisi baate karte hue?" I said.
"Sharam to kafi aati hai, par aapka ye mast bhara hua badan dekhkar chali jaati hai. Kya mast ho aap Memsaab!" Raghu Kaka said shamelessly.
I felt a flash of anger, but also a sudden, strange sensation in my vagina when he said that. I don't know why, but it was as if I had started to enjoy him praising me.
"Aap aapki biwi ke paas kyun nahi chale jaate?" I asked.
"Ye sab mujhe meri biwi ko dekhkar nahi hota," he said. "Kaash aap meri biwi hoti, Memsaab!"
"Kya?" I reacted.
"Main to aapko sone hi nahi deta," he said. Somehow, I didn’t feel as angry as I should have. I asked him to leave.
"Memsaab, vaise mujhe chai se jyada doodh pasand hai," he said while leaving, his eyes fixed on my blouse.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER A WEEK

I wanted to clean the space in front of the lobby. There was a lot of wild grass and some garbage. I started from one end thinking I could do it myself, but after spending an hour and not even finishing half, I realized I couldn't do it in one go. I was wearing a nighty and was careful not to show any cleavage this time. Then Raghu Kaka came by and joined me in cleaning the space. Somehow, I felt good about him being there. He was faster than me, and in the next one hour, we finished cleaning the entire area. It looked much better, and I felt happy.
I was sweaty and hungry. I thought I would thank Raghu Kaka by offering him tea. "Raghu Kaka, chai loge?" I asked.
Raghu Kaka smiled and shamelessly stared at my boobs through my nighty. With his tongue out, he said, "Mujhe to doodh chahiye, Memsaab."
Somehow, I was not offended this time. I said, "Thik hai, aapko doodh pilati hoon."
"Haan Memsaab, mast mazaa aayega aapka doodh peene mein," Raghu Kaka said, openly staring at my boobs.
"Aap bade gande ho, Kaka," I said.
"Aapki ye jawaani itni kareeb se dekhne ke baad, nahi control kar paata, Memsaab," Raghu Kaka replied.
"Ek baar pilaaiye na aapka ye doodh. Sach keh raha hoon, aapko bhi bahut mazaa aayega, Memsaab," he said, pointing his hand toward my boobs.
I was shocked and a little turned on, as if I actually wanted him to suck my boobs. "Nahi," I said. "Chai chahiye to boliye."
"Thik hai, chai peete hain, Memsaab," he said.
We both went inside my house. I prepared two cups of tea. Today, I again asked him to sit on the only chair in my house. He sat down while I remained standing. We talked while having tea, and he was continuously staring at my body. Because of the sweat, my nighty was sticking to me. Raghu was enjoying the view while having his tea. I was aware of all this but acted as if I weren't.
He noticed I had a TV and mentioned that he likes to watch it. As a kind gesture, I invited him to come watch TV any evening he felt like it.
"Aapke saath TV dekhna matlab paagalpan hai," said Raghu Kaka.
"Kyun?" I asked.
"Aap jaisi mast maal agar side mein ho to main TV kyun dekhu? Main to aapko hi dekhunga na, Memsaab," he said.
I noticed that Raghu Kaka was using increasingly open and vulgar words.
"Kaka, ab aap nikal jaiye. Mujhe abhi nahaana hai," I said, realizing I should ask him to leave.
"Memsaab, main nahaane mein madad karun? Sabun lagaunga, paani daalunga, aur achhe se ragadunga aapke is bhare huye badan ko. Poora saaf kar dunga. Aapko nahaane mein koi kasht karne ki zaroorat nahi," he said, looking at my sweaty body with his tongue out.
"Nahi," I said quietly.
Raghu Kaka left.
I have been sex-starved for a long time, and here is a man repeatedly propositioning me; why am I not going for it? I think Raghu Kaka is not a threat; he only talks and won't do anything without my consent. But he is old, ugly, and dirty. I don't want to get into any kind of relationship with a man again. I decided I will not rush into it. Whatever I do with Raghu Kaka, I must always be the one in control.

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER 3 DAYS

It was 10:30 at night; I was reading a book when my cell phone rang. It was Raghu Kaka. I picked up the call.
"Hello Memsaab, TV dekhne ka mann kar raha tha," Raghu Kaka said.
"Abhi kaafi late ho chuka hai Kaka, abhi nahi," I said.
"Oh, main abhi abhi kaam se aaya. Aap kya kar rahi ho Memsaab?" Raghu Kaka asked.
"Kuch nahi, abhi sone ja rahi hoon," I said.
"Achha, to firrr sone ke liye aapne abhi kya pehna hai Memsaab?" Raghu Kaka asked.
"Kya? Aapko kya karna usse?" I said.
"Aise hi, maine suna tha badi Memsaab sone ke samay alag kapde pehenti hain," Raghu Kaka said.
"Alag kapde? Matlab?" I said.
"Woh maine kuch filmon mein dekha tha aap jaisi auratein raaton ko poori nangi soti hain," said Raghu Kaka.
The word "nangi" coming from him triggered something in me. I somehow liked it.
"Kya? Aisa kuch nahi hai. Aap aisi kaun si filmein dekhte ho?" I said.
"Kuch angrezi filmein dekhta hoon raat ko mobile me kabhi kabhi dil behlane ke liye," Raghu Kaka said. "Abhi toh aapko dekhkar hi poora dil aur badan bahal jaata hai Memsaab," Raghu continued.
"Kya! Main aisa kuch nahi karti. Main toh roz waali nighty hi pehni hoon," I said.
"Woh waali nighty jiska gala thoda bada hai, Memsaab? Jo us din jhaadu lagaate hue pehni thi woh?" Raghu Kaka asked.
"Kaunse din Kaka? Har roz main koi na koi nighty hi pehenti hoon," I said.
"Us din, jis din maine aapke aadhe nange doodh dekhe the jab aap jhuki thi. Kasam se Memsaab, bohot chudai ki filmein dekhi hain, par aapke jaise doodh kisi ke nahi hain," Raghu Kaka said.
It was the first time I was talking with a man using words like "chudai," "doodh," and "nangi." It was turning me on.
"Kaka, aap sach mein bohot gande ho," I said.
"Maaf kijiye Memsaab, par jabse aapke aadhe nange doodh dekhe hain, mujhe kuch aur nazar nahi aata. Ek baar pilao na apna woh doodh," Raghu said.
"Nahi," I said.
There was silence for a minute. Then, I don’t know why, but I said, "Abhi nahi."
"Phir kab pilaoge Memsaab?" he asked.
"Dekhti hoon, agar mujhe laga toh kabhi pilaungi," I said, thinking I should keep him close, as I liked his attention and flirting.
"Sach mein! Aap mujhe apne chuchi ka doodh pilaogi?" he asked.
"Haan, main apne chuchi ka doodh aapko pilaungi, agar mera mann kiya toh," I said.
"Bohot mazaa aayega aapke woh bade doodh choosne mein. Aise masal ke choosunga na, aapko bhi mazaa aayega," he said.
"Abhi so jao, GN," I said and hung up.