Adultery An Unwanted Affair by amu007

[sarit11]

An Unwanted Affair

Writer:- amu007

Aug 27, 2007

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Author's Note: This story is loosely based on a true incident, but it is a work of fiction. All characters and events in the story are creation of my own imagination. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. I also would like to thank 'jbravo556' for reading and editing the story. Thanks are also due to 'niscutie' for reading the story before submitting. All the main characters depicted in the story are over 18.

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Life is strange. So many things happen in our lives over which we have no control. Sometimes, these events are so unplanned, so unintentional, that they leave you baffled.

I went through some strange events that threw my life into an endless wave of lust and debauchery.

I had a nice loving husband who loved me a lot, and five beautiful kids whom I adored. I had everything that a woman needs to call herself happily married. Even in my wildest dreams, I couldn't have imagined having an affair with another man.

However, it happened and I couldn't stop it. My licentious affair began with my own father-in-law. Here, I would like to add that it was kind of forced onto me initially, but later, I must admit, I too began enjoying it.

My relationship with my father-in-law is continuing. Now my husband also knows about it. I have been regularly sleeping with two men in a single house: with my lawfully wedded husband, and when he's not home, with my horny father-in-law.

I was only seventeen when I got married. My husband Adeel, who is just one year older than me, was the only son of a wealthy sweets shop owner.

Adeel was not good in studies. He floundered repeatedly in his exams. When he failed thrice in his class, his father Rashid Khan, a shrewd businessman, withdrew him from school, and hired him in his own sweets shop.

Adeel liked working at the shop more than adding two plus two in school. He soon learned most of his father's successful business secrets.

However, he had a major weakness: he was extremely bad with numbers.

For some time, Rashid Khan entrusted him with all the responsibilities of running the shop, but soon realized his son's inability in handling finances. He went back to looking after the sales himself, and Adeel was assigned the task of supervising the production of sweets. Adeel, a meek and introvert youth, never expected more than that. He was content with what he got, and never complained about playing second fiddle to his father.

My father had a small grocery shop at the outskirts of the city selling daily goods and utility items. Earnings weren't very good to support a family of six, my parents, my three sisters, and myself, but we were managing somehow. Abbu (Father) knew Adeel's father, he was just an old acquaintance, nothing more than that.

One fine day, Adeel's father visited our house looking for abbu. They met and talked privately. After Adeel's father left, abbu came inside and happily announced that Rashid Khan was asking my hand for his son.

Everyone was surprised. Why would a wealthy person like Rashid Khan like to marry his only son to the daughter of a poor shop owner?

The news spread like a jungle fire in the small town. My neighbors and relatives received this news with contempt and disbelief. But, once they realized that it was true, there were mixed reactions. Some were genuinely happy, while some were very jealous. One of my relatives even suggested that there might be some problem with Adeel, and my father should not accept this marriage.

However, abbu had met with Adeel once at their shop, and he didn't find any abnormality in him. He considered it as a blessing from ,.'. He was very happy that at least his eldest daughter was getting married to a rich family where she would lead a comfortable life.

Nobody really knew why Rashid khan had chosen me for his son.

I was too young to understand the intricacies of marriage. Marriage was not a subject in which girls in an orthodox family like ours had any say. All I knew that one day abbu would arrange my marriage with some suitable boy, and I would spend my entire life with him; no questions asked. Therefore, when my mother gave me the news, I didn't respond very eagerly.

Two days later, my younger sister took me to a corner and handed me a photograph. It was taken in some marriage ceremony. It showed a group of teenage boys. She pointed to a frail but handsome looking boy standing in the center of the group.

I stared at the picture of my future husband, suddenly overwhelmed with a strange emotion. I had never felt like that before. I didn't realize then that I had fallen in love with the shy looking boy smiling in the photograph.

A month later, we got married in a lavish ceremony.

After the marriage, I got my first taste of sex. We couldn't meet on the first night as the ceremonies continued until dawn. When I was finally taken into our bedroom, my eyes were drooping with exhaustion. Adeel was no better than me. Both of us were dead tired. Adeel hugged me on the bed. He kissed me; we talked in slow whispers for some time until we fell asleep.

For the first time in my life, I slept on the side of a man whom, only a day ago, was a complete stranger to me.

It was the second night of our marriage, when Adeel made love to me for the first time. I still remember the feeling of utter shame when he began to strip me. I made him switch off all the lights before he proceeded to undo my clothes. After removing my clothes, he stripped hurriedly. In the complete darkness of our bedroom, I heard the rustling of his clothes and felt his presence only when he got between my legs.

Then his cock poked at my virgin pussy.

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Both of us were virgins. Neither of us had any prior exposure to the opposite sex. A married friend of mine had given me some mushy insight about this night. She had especially asked me not to stop my husband. She had also told me that it would hurt the first time but would be great fun later.

Adeel tried to insert his cock into my pussy clumsily. After some fumbling, he was able to insert his cock head into my pussy. It tore my virgin hymen, and I cried with pain. He stopped pushing further, but didn't pull his cock out of my pussy. After waiting for my pain to subside, he began to move his glans gently in and out of my pussy.

Adeel fucked me with only his cock head inside my pussy. It was painful at the beginning, but soon the pain began to recede, and an unusual feeling of rapture began to overwhelm my body.

Adeel didn't push his cock further. I could feel his cock head moving in and out of my cunt and then all of a sudden he erupted. His hot cum spilled mostly over my cunt lips and soaked my thick bush. It was a thick hot sticky liquid, and on that first occasion, it didn't appear very pleasant.

Adeel immediately withdrew his cock and rolled off me.

I grabbed my clothes and rushed to the bathroom. I washed the thick gluey liquid that was sticking to my pussy and my dense bush. There was also some blood mixed with the cum that oozed out of my pussy. My friend had warned me about it so I didn't panic. Before coming out, I put my clothes back on.

Adeel was waiting outside, still naked. He had switched on a night lamp. My face turned crimson with shame, but I could not avoid having a good look at my husband's depleted cock which, only minutes ago, had taken my maidenhood. He stepped into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.

Adeel came out of the bathroom, with a tahmed (sarong) around his waist. We then slept in each other's embrace.

Next morning, my cunt was sore. I felt a little discomfort while walking. However, as the day progressed the pain was replaced by a gentle tenderness. Even after the painful experience of last night, I eagerly waited for the next night. I was longing to go through that experience again, wanted to feel my Adeel's cock sloshing in my tender pussy and then ejaculating his seeds inside my depth. As I waited eagerly, I sensed a wetness seeping between my pussy lips.

It was very strange; I had never felt like that before. I was dying to get laid again.

I felt ashamed of my lustful thoughts.

That night, I took the entire length of his cock inside my pussy. My cunt was still sore from the previous day's adventure, but I didn't stop Adeel. He continued ramming his cock into me and after some effort; it was completely buried in my hungry depths. Adeel fucked me in a slow rhythm until he erupted inside my cunt, filling it with his hot seed. This time, his hot thick cum didn't feel bad inside my cunt, I rather liked the feeling of his hard cock jerking and erupting inside me.

After that day, we fucked almost daily. With time, we lost our inhibitions and indulged in sex more often. As a result, I was pregnant after two months and became a mother within a year of my marriage.

I always considered Adeel to be the perfect man for me; but he had a very meek disposition. He was completely overshadowed by his father's towering personality. Rashid Khan, though loved his son, was a very dominating father. Throughout, his childhood he had been critical of his son and as a result, Adeel's personality remained subdued. He could never face his father for anything whether it was right or wrong. He silently accepted any commands given by his father.

Adeel once told me that he hadn't even seen my picture before our marriage. His father arranged his marriage and informed him. I was chosen as his son's wife because Rashid Khan believed that a girl from a poor family would always be at his mercy and would never pose a threat to him.

I also feel that to some extent, my father-in-law was right in this belief. I was brought up in a family where women had no say in the day to day functioning of the household, and no surprise that I too believed that.

As time passed, Adeel got busier with the shop. The old man began to give him more responsibilities. However, he kept the final control in his hands and never let my husband take full responsibility of his business.

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I had nothing to complain about. Adeel was his only son and the rightful heir. Above all, I was leading a life I could never have imagined in my life. I had a loving husband and a beautiful child. I couldn't have asked for anything better from life.

After the birth of our first son, the frequency of sex dwindled as I became a busy mother tending to the needs of a tiny tot and Adeel got busier in the shop. Over the years, the frequency of our sexual encounters dwindled further.

Adeel and I never observed any kind of protection during our lovemaking, and so, by the end of tenth year of my marriage, I was mother to five beautiful children: three sons and two daughters.

Many things had changed over the last ten years. I was now a fully grown woman in my late twenties. I was no more a cute, skinny petite dove like the one I used to be at the time of my marriage. I had put on some weight. My tits had lost their original firmness and had begun to sag a little. Bearing children had left some scars and a fleshy hump around my tummy. My small taut buttocks became somewhat swollen, and my thighs appeared fleshier.

Nevertheless, I was happy and contented with my life. My husband still loved me very much, and he never failed to praise how beautiful I looked. I had every reason to believe him.

I loved my husband very much and no thought about any other man ever occurred to me. Not until I began to notice changes in my father-in-law's behavior.

My mother-in-law died many years before my marriage. Therefore, I was the only woman in my house other than a maid who visited our house in the morning and afternoons to clean the house.

My father-in-law was very fond of me. He took good care of me, and my family. He played with my kids, bought them gifts and toys, paid for their school, and their other expenses. He did everything a good grandfather would do for his grandchildren. Unlike my father, my husband's father was quite liberal and he let me enjoy lot of freedom in the house.

I too treated him like my abbu.

Father-in-law was fifty, but appeared much younger than his age. I must admit that he was good looking and well maintained for his age. I could never guess why he didn't get married again after the death of his wife. He could have easily found a much younger and beautiful wife for himself. Adeel once told me that his father loved his mother very much, and probably he lost interest in sex after the death of his beloved wife. I really admired him for being so devoted to his dead wife.

However, his recent activities revealed a darker side of him.

He had been entrusting more and more responsibility to my husband. His business was flourishing; the shop was doing very well. Father-in-law saw the opportunity and opened a branch of his shop in another part of the city. It increased Adeel's workload as he was looking after both establishments. It kept him busy with little time for the kids and me.

Adeel's father stopped visiting his shop altogether, and began to manage his affairs from the home itself. He appointed a cashier at the shop to help Adeel with the finances.

Father-in-law began spending more and more of his time at home. He didn't have much to do, so he began spending more time with the kids. When they weren't home, he spent his time sitting in his room watching some television program or some movie on his player. He was very fond of Bollywood and Hollywood movies.

Recently, he had purchased a brand-new DVD player. Every other day, he would bring home some borrowed disc from a nearby shop and watch it with kids, or sometimes with the whole family. He had a good collection of DVDs of his own. He had given me his old DVD player. Often, I used the player during the afternoons for watching movies while waiting for the kids to return from school.

Although it started with subtle hints, I began to notice the way Adeel's father looked at me.

I caught him, a number of times, staring at me in a peculiar way. He began to seek excuses to visit the kitchen every now and then. I normally spent most of my time in the kitchen or in my bedroom. Often, I found him coming to the kitchen on one pretext or another and trying to talk to me. At times, I found him staring at my bosom with a lecherous look in his eyes. One day, he accidentally kept his hands over my shoulders. He immediately withdrew it, but such accidents began to happen very often. There were certain occasions when I felt his eyes boring into my cleavage. Sometimes, when I passed near him, I had a strange feeling that he had been ogling my buttocks.

He started bringing gifts for me very often, sometimes rather expensive gifts. Initially, I was happy with his gestures, but later I got suspicious.

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He was very careful about his actions. Whenever Adeel or the housemaid was home, he kept himself confined to his room, pretending to be reading some magazine or watching a television program. As soon as the kids were off to school and the housemaid left for another house, he would appear at the kitchen door asking for something.

We live in a spacious three room house that my father-in-law built long ago. The front door opens to a wide corridor, which passes between two big facing rooms, one is my bedroom and other belonged to the kids. The corridor opens into a spacious veranda and to an open courtyard after that. The kitchen is situated after my bedroom and its doors open to the veranda. Facing the kitchen, on the other side of the open courtyard, lies Father-in-law's bedroom.

My bedroom initially belonged to my father-in-law, however, after my marriage, he gave us his bedroom and he took another bedroom. The two bedrooms in our house have attached bathrooms. There is also an additional bathroom situated just after the children's room. It opens to the veranda. The common bathroom is a small one. Usually, it was kept locked and was rarely used.

The other major change I noticed in my father-in-law was that he stopped using his own attached bathroom. He began taking his showers in the common bathroom. It was very strange. It gave him ample opportunity to roam around the house wearing only a towel around his waist. Often, I found him deliberately lurking here and there in the veranda in his seminude state, especially when we were alone at home.

I found his actions little suspicious but tried to ignore him. I never expected that a man of his age, and his reputation could be harboring ulterior motives about his own daughter-in-law. I was more confused because for the last ten years he had been a perfect gentleman, never giving me a chance to doubt his intentions.

One afternoon, after the housemaid left, I was alone at home. I fed the two young kids and left them sleeping in my bedroom. After a while, I heard him calling me from his room. When I went there, he was lying on his bed in a vest and a tahmed (sarong). He told me that he was feeling some pain in his back and asked me to rub a pain reliever on his back. He gave me a tube of pain reliever.

I took the tube. He immediately got up and removed his vest. He was now half-naked standing in front of me. I had seen him roaming around the house, wearing only his tahmed; but never before had he taken his vest off in front of me. My face turned scarlet with embarrassment.

Notwithstanding a small potbelly, he had a rather good physique for a fifty-year old.

Father-in-law didn't seem to notice it. He lay on his bed on his stomach, and pointed to a region in his lower back and asked me to apply cream to it.

I sat at the edge of his bed. I squeezed the tube, took a large gob of white cream between my fingers and began rubbing it over the affected area. Father-in-law closed his eyes and rested his head over his folded hands. I rubbed the paste over his aching back in silence.

Then I noticed that his tahmed was tied in such way that a small part of the crack of his ass was visible. I began feeling uncomfortable. My face turned red but out of respect for the old man, I continued rubbing the cream on his back.

It went on for about five minutes. Finally, he asked me to stop and told me that his back felt better.

I got up from his bed and proceeded to go out of his room when he turned on the bed. Even in my rush to leave his room, I didn't miss the massive tent formed in the front of his tahmed.

Ashamed and terrified, I rushed to my bedroom, locked the door, and sat on my bed.

I was stunned.

My heart was beating fast. I could hear my heart beats hammering in my ears. I was now sure about my father-in-law's intentions towards me. The old man wanted me.

I was horrified at the thought.

I was brought up in a very strict and conservative family. Although my parents let me study, my education was in an all-girls school. My mother never let me out without wearing a veil. I wasn't allowed to talk to any boy from the neighborhood. The only man in my life was my husband Adeel. I loved him; although at times, I felt sad for him not being so smart like his father. All ten years of my marriage, Adeel had been a very good husband and I never felt any inclination to think about any other man.

Now, after a long period of a happy married life, things were beginning to change. My father-in-law was trying to seduce me.

I was afraid and perplexed by his behavior. I didn't know what had gone into his head. He had always been a father figure to me. It's true that he never gave Adeel full power over the shop, and he remained in control of all affairs and showed no intentions of retiring. However, he did everything that a good father could do for his family. He looked after all of us very well. At times, he got upset with Adeel, sometimes even lost his temper but he never said anything to me. He helped me in every possible way to make my life comfortable.

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I didn't know why he was behaving in such a manner now. I thought about telling Adeel about the incident, but later decided against it. I didn't know how he would react to this news. He was very afraid of his father, and I had never seen him taking a stand against his father, even when he was not wrong.

I was afraid that father-in-law would call me to his room the next day, therefore, when he informed us that night that he would be out of the city for some days, I was relieved and happy. I was probably imagining too much, and everything would be fine after his return.

He was visiting a nearby city to attend some marriage ceremony in his friend's family.

Father-in-law returned three days later. The children were at school and Adeel had already gone to the shop. After freshening up, he called me into his room. I was a bit apprehensive, but I went. He was standing by his bed with his briefcase lying open on the bed. He was rummaging through its contents. I used my chunni (a scarf) to cover my head and went near him.

Father-in-law took the clothes out of his briefcase and produced some small packages.

"For the children," he said as he handed me the packages.

I took them. Then he pulled a few DVD cases out of his bag.

"I've brought some new movies, like to watch?"

"No... I'm not free now." I was eager to get out of his room. "I'll watch later."

"I'm not asking you to watch it now." He smiled. He handed me one DVD from the pack and put the others into his TV cabinet. "Keep it... watch it when you're free. I know you like movies."

I silently took the DVD, left his room, and took a deep sigh of relief. Maybe I was wrong about my father-in-law.

I went to my room and put the DVD in my cupboard. I decided to watch it later in the afternoon.

Father-in-law took his shower. Surprisingly, he didn't use the common bathroom. He washed in his own bathroom. When he came out of his room, he was fully dressed. I was in the kitchen cooking lunch.

"I'm going to the shop." He spoke from the kitchen door. "Is lunch ready?"

"Yes."

He sat at the dining table. I served him food. He ate ravenously. He looked happy. Once or twice he looked at me but didn't talk much. He seemed to be preoccupied with something.

When he left after lunch, I locked the door. I fed Rehaan and Shama, and left them playing in the veranda. My other three kids, Shahid, Sakina, and Parvez, were at school and were not expected until three.

I looked at the wall clock; it was showing 1:00 pm, enough time to straighten my aching limbs. I thought I would take a brief nap.

I slipped in my bed and closed my eyes. Suddenly, I remembered the DVD that father-in-law had given me. I am a big movie fan also; therefore, I dropped the idea of sleeping. I took the DVD out of my cupboard, switched on the television, the DVD player, and inserted the disk into it.

I took the remote and settled on the bed. I adjusted the pillows beneath my back to put myself in a comfortable, reclining position and then pressed the play button on the remote.

The television screen flickered for a few seconds; then it began to show the legal warnings. I pressed the fast-forward button, waited for few seconds and again pressed the play button.

My eyes went wide open with shock and disbelief.

Along with the credits, the screen showed a naked white woman lying on a sofa. A black man with a gigantic cock was fucking her hairless pussy while she was gripping, and sucking the cock of another white male.

In my panic, I simply forgot to use the remote, immediately jumped off my bed and switched off the television.

Then I stood there shivering violently.

I had never seen such a wanton display of sexual acts before. I had heard about porn movies; and I was vaguely aware of the fact that in such movies, fucking scenes were shot from very close quarters. However, what I just saw appeared simply disgusting.

Gradually, the trembling was replaced by anger. I was furious with my father-in-law. The old man was playing games with me. He had deliberately handed me a blue film DVD.

Bastard...

Seething with anger, I decided that I would confront the old man, and if he refused to mend his ways, I would report the incident to Adeel.

I could not let this go on forever.

After making up my mind, I took the disk out of the player and put it back in my cupboard. My children arrived from school, and I got busy with them. The kids ate their food, and then all of them went out of the house to play with their friends, leaving Shama, the youngest one, and me alone in the house.

Father-in-law arrived at about five in evening. When I opened the door, he smiled at me, and then went directly to his room.

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I waited for some time. I was furious with him, but now when I was about to face him, I started feeling nervous.

I went to my room, took the CD from my cupboard, waited there for some time, breathing heavily, trying to overcome my nervousness.

Finally, I came out of my bedroom. I crossed the veranda and the open courtyard and knocked on his door.

"Come in." He asked from inside.

I went inside. He was sprawled on his bed, the remote was in his hand and he was continuously changing channels.

He looked at me.

"What's this?" I asked angrily showing him the DVD.

He stared at it then looked at me, puzzled.

"What did you give me?"

"A movie..." He tired to smile.

His smile made me even angrier. I had never been so angry in my whole life. I could feel tears swelling in my eyes.

"You call this a movie?" I threw the DVD on his bed.

He picked up the disk in his hand. His face wore a look of deep surprise. Again, he stared at me as if he couldn't understand why I was shouting at him.

Then his eyes went wide.

I had enough. I could not control my tears. I knew I would start crying, so I immediately turned and began to walk out of his room.

"Nilofer please stop." He called me as he jumped off the bed.

I didn't stop and walked hurriedly toward the door. He rushed close to me and held my hand firmly.

"Let me go." I cried trying to release my hand from his firm grip. But, I was no match for his strength.

"Look Nilofer." He said apologetically. "It's just a mistake. I didn't give it to you deliberately."

"Let go of my hand." Angrily, I tried to free my hand from his grip, finally succeeding in getting out of his clutches.

I ran out of his room, and scurried to my room. Father-in-law followed me. I quickly locked my room from the inside.

I heard his footsteps approaching the door. Then he knocked lightly.

I didn't reply.

"Nilofer, please listen to me." He was almost pleading. "I didn't do it knowingly."

"I don't want to listen to anything. When Adeel returns, then we'll talk."

"Please... Nilofer... don't tell anything to Adeel. Believe me, it was not intentional."

"Please go," I shouted from inside. "I don't want to talk to you."

There was a silence for some time.

"Look Nilofer... your mother-in-law died thirteen years ago. I miss her so I bought it for myself. I gave it to you by mistake... you must believe me."

I realized that if I continue answering his calls he would not go away. I kept silent.

Finally he spoke. "Okay... if you don't want to listen... I'll go. But please don't tell Adeel about it."

I heard him move away from the door, and then there was silence everywhere. I was in no hurry to open the door. I rubbed my eyes to wipe the tears.

I remained in my room until my children returned. Father-in-law was locked inside his room. I washed my face and began preparing dinner. I pondered what had happened this afternoon. I didn't know whether my father-in-law was telling the truth. But, after much deliberation I decided to give him a chance.

Adeel came at around eight. Father-in-law was careful enough to open the door of his room before the arrival of Adeel. Still, he stayed inside his room watching television. When dinner was ready, I sent Parvez to call him. He came back and said that grandpa was not hungry. I didn't press further and served the dinner to Adeel and the kids. Adeel was a bit surprised by his father's absence from the dining table; but he was tired from the day's work. He ate hurriedly and went to the bedroom with the kids.

I collected the dishes from the dining table and dropped them into the sink. Then I went to my bedroom. Before entering the room, I looked in the direction of father-in-law's room. He was still awake. I could hear the sound from his television emanating from his room.

I went inside my room and locked it.

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Things were back to normal for a while. Father-in-law resumed his normal routine the day after, however, he was subdued. He talked very little with me or with anyone and spent most of his time with the kids.

It appeared that my threat had worked. I was happy that he was not troubling me now. I avoided him completely and spoke with him only when it was necessary. At times, it was a necessity as he was the master of the house. All the earning from the shop went to him only. He didn't pay a single penny to Adeel. Therefore, if I needed anything, I had no other option than to ask him for money.

This situation didn't last for very long. Gradually, father-in-law returned to his nasty antics. One day, I found him roaming around the kitchen with only a tahmed on his body, and an unmistakable bulge in front of his crotch. When he saw me, he smiled gleefully and went to the common bathroom.

I was annoyed but knew that it was futile to talk to him unless he did something nasty. I avoided him by mostly remaining inside my room. If for any reason I had to go to his room, I made sure that I left it as quickly as possible.

After the previous incident, I was somewhat assured. Father-in-law might be a horny old man, and probably he was having the hots for me, but he would never like to be exposed in front of his son. Therefore, I was sure that he would not dare touch me. As far as his horny behaviour towards me was concerned, I thought it would be better to overlook it.

One afternoon, after having finished cooking lunch, I decided to retire to my room. My children, except Shama, were at my parents' house, spending their winter vacation.

"Nilofer..."

I was about to open the door to my bedroom when I heard his voice.

"Yes." I replied loudly.

"Please come here..."

"In a minute..." I said reluctantly.

I went into my room and waited for some time hoping that he would not call me again. After about five minutes, he called me again. I walked over to his room.

Father-in-law was lying flat on his stomach. As usual, he was wearing only his tahmed. His face was grimacing with pain.

"What do you want?" I pulled the drape covering his door to one side and asked.

"Beti (daughter), it's hurting very much." His hand touched a place at his back. "Please..."

His eyes wore a pleading look.

I recalled the incident which took place a few days ago. I was about to refuse when he moaned loudly.

I relented.

I sat on the side of his bed, took the cream from him and began applying it to his back. He closed his eyes and relaxed. I applied it for about five minutes. None of us spoke anything.

Finally, I asked. "Is it okay?"

Father-in-law opened his eyes and looked at me.

"It's better, you can go now."

I stood and began to walk toward the door. Father-in-law tried to get off the bed. All of a sudden, his leg got stuck in his tahmed, and he stumbled. He gripped the bed's headrest to support himself. As he tried to keep his balance, his foot pulled his tahmed, and the loosely tied cloth fell off his waist.

I stared at him; my eyes went wide with horror.

Father-in-law's tahmed was lying near his feet. He was standing beside his bed without a stitch of clothing on his body. His circumcised mammoth manhood was sticking out of his dark crotch like a flag pole.

I was dumbfounded with shock. I wanted to cry, but nothing came out of my mouth.

Father-in-law immediately bent forward and picked his tahmed from the floor, and wrapped it around his waist. His massive cock disappeared behind the thin cloth, but a big tent in front of his crotch remained.

I dashed out of his room, crossed the courtyard scurrying to my bedroom. Hurriedly locking the doors from inside, I slumped on my bed. My whole body was shivering violently.

I closed my eyes and tried to catch my erratic breathing. As I closed my eyes, the naked figure of father-in-law began dancing in front of my eyes. Terrified, I forced my eyes open.

When I got back to my senses, I tried to review the events. I was confused. The way it happened, it appeared almost natural. I saw him stumble; I saw the way his tahmed got stuck in his foot and then slid off his waist.

But, he had an erection, a massive erection.

My face turned red just by thinking about it.

Did he plan it?

I could not decide. I had no doubts that my father-in-law was still entertaining amorous thoughts about me. It meant he had gone back to his old ways.

"The bastard needs another rap on his knuckles." I thought angrily.

I decided to confront him again.

I was about to open the door when I heard the sound of the telephone ringing. Before I could go out, father-in-law took the call.

He listened to the caller on the other side, then said, "Wait for me... I'll be there soon."

I heard him go back to his room. I remained inside my room waiting for him to return. After a while, I heard his footsteps approaching and then stopping at the door.

"Close the door, I'm leaving." He said, and then he was gone; no mention of the recent episode.

I came out of my room and closed the front door, went to the veranda, pulled an easy chair, and slumped on it.

My mind was in turmoil. I contemplated how to stop his evil advances. Should I tell everything to Adeel, or should I talk with father-in-law again and warn him again?

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I was in great dilemma. I knew it wouldn't be easy for me to convince Adeel that his father was sexually interested in me. He won't believe me. No one would believe such an allegation. His father was a well respected man in our society.

After much deliberation, I decided that I would confront the old man again. I would give him a final warning. He must stop his perverted ways, otherwise, I would have no other choice than to report it to his son.

I hoped that my threat would work this time as it had worked last time. The old man would never like to face his son.

I waited for him, but he didn't return. At three, my children came back from school and I got busy with them.

Father-in-law returned at eight in the evening along with Adeel. It appeared that there were some urgent work at the shop, and therefore, Adeel had asked for his help.

I cooked and served dinner. We all sat at the dining table and ate. Repeatedly, I found father-in-law staring at me. My face was flushed, and I could not meet his leering eyes.

At night, I was restless. I was shocked of what had happened in the morning; I even felt disgusted. However, watching a naked man had aroused me. That night, I desperately needed Adeel; I wanted him to take me in his arms, strip me and fuck me hard. I suddenly realized that he hadn't fucked me for quite some time. I wanted to snuggle into his body just to make sure that I was protected. But, he was tired and completely oblivious of my state. He slept immediately.

I tried to sleep, but sleep eluded me. Every time I closed my eyes, the whole scene began playing like a movie in my mind: father-in-law's tahmed falling off his waist and his throbbing cock suddenly getting exposed. A hot blooded mammoth rod with a bloated circumcised head. Why was he so interested in me, a mother of five? A man of his status could easily get a bride, and nobody would raise an eyebrow. In a society where a man is always considered young, he could marry a girl even younger than his own daughter, then why me?

Did he find me attractive?

I closed my eyes again, and as it happened before, his naked thick cock appeared before my eyes. I felt a mild tremor running through my body. Dampness began to seep between my pussy lips.

Shocked, I opened my eyes.

My heart was beating fast. I could even hear it. I cursed myself for the sudden lustful thought that crept through my mind.

I stared into the darkness unsure about what would happen the next day.

My mind was so occupied with my encounter with my father-in-law that I never realized when I drifted to sleep.

The next morning was hectic as usual. I helped my kids get ready for school, cooked and packed their tiffins, and saw them off when the school bus arrived. By that time, Adeel was also ready. He hurriedly ate his breakfast, and went out.

Father-in-law didn't join us for breakfast. He came out of his room much later. His eyes were red.

What was he doing last night? Was he playing with his cock while thinking about me?

My face turned crimson at the thought. I cursed myself. Why was I thinking such evil thoughts? I must be losing my mind.

Father-in-law ate his breakfast silently. After that, he immediately retired to his room. The housemaid arrived little late that day. I gave her instructions and she began mopping the floor. I casually talked with her. I kept glancing in the direction of my father-in-law's room. The doors were shut.

The housemaid finished her work and left. I locked the front door and went back to the kitchen. About fifteen minutes later, I heard his door open. Father-in-law came out of his room. He was in his tahmed with a towel hanging over his shoulder. He crossed the open courtyard and walked toward the common bath. I avoided looking at him directly, I watched him go into the bathroom from the corner of my eyes. For a moment, yesterday's event became alive before my eyes. I shrugged my head trying to fend off the thought.

In a short while, I heard the sound of water. Father-in-law was taking his shower. He took his shower and then silently went back to his room.

Relaxed, I got myself busy with my daily chores. After about fifteen minutes, I heard him calling my name.

"Nilofer."

"Yes?" I replied unwillingly.

"Can you come over here?"

"No. Tell me what you want." I shouted in a loud irritated voice.

He didn't reply, instead he came out of his room and walked directly into the kitchen.

"I want to talk to you."

"I don't." I was suddenly angry.

"Don't be angry; we can talk this out."

"I told you that I don't wanna talk to you." I retorted in anger. "Get out."

His face turned red with anger. He was about to burst, but he controlled himself.

"Listen... Nilofer... don't be angry."

"Get out of here." I shouted at the top of my voice. "I haven't told Adeel anything yet, but if you don't leave now, I'll tell him today."

His face dropped a little. He stared at me.

"Get out." I yelled again, feeling more confident. "Get out."

His expressions changed suddenly. His eyes became bloodshot with rage.

"You bitch." He fumed. "No one talk to me like this in my house."

Taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor, I moved backward. He lunged at me. I tried to dodge him, but he was fast. He grabbed my arm.

"What're you doing, let me go." I cried, struggling to get free from his grip.

He easily lifted my petite body in his arms. I tried to break his grip, unsuccessfully. He took me to his room and dropped me on his bed.

"Now slut, what were you saying?"

Tears of humiliation swelled in my eyes.

"What do you want?"

"To fuck you." He gave me a lewd grin.

I was stunned that such crude words were coming from the mouth of my father-in-law.

"No, please let me go." I tried to get off his bed; but he grabbed me again and pushed me back on his bed.

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"I... I... will tell Adeel." As a final resort, I tried to threaten him hoping that it would work.


It made him even angrier.

"Listen you slut," his voice suddenly filled with menacing tone, "Do you really think Adeel can save you from me?"

I gave him a terrified look; nothing came out of my lips.

Father-in-law retorted. "Don't have any misgivings... I can kick you all out of my house... right now. What would he do then?"

A morbid fear began to grip me.

"Adeel's good for nothing, you know that; you know it very well," Father-in-law chewed every word he spoke. "If I kick you out, do you think he'll be able to look after you?"

Tears began to stream down my cheeks.

"Please let me go, I'm like your daughter." I pleaded.

"If I had a daughter like you," his eyes were burning with an unfathomable lust, "I would've fucked her too. God knows how long I've been dreaming about you, from the day I first saw you naked."

I stared at his lust filled face. I didn't know what he was talking about. When did he see me nude? I couldn't recall.

"Listen... Nilu..." His voice was suddenly softer. "Just give me what I want. I'll give you everything you need."

"No, I can't." I sobbed. "Please let me go."

Deep in my heart, I was aware that he was probably correct. My introvert and meek husband was no match for his father's dominance. With his delicate disposition, I doubted that he would be able to look after us if thrown out of his father's house. I dared not think what would happen if I had to move out of the house.

He sensed my resignation.

"What's your decision?"

"What do you want?" I gave him a resigned look.

His lips spread in a leering smile. "Still pretending... bitch."

He pushed me back on the bed. He reached his hand between my legs. I felt his hand groping between my thighs, roaming over my pussy. He fumbled to locate the cord of my salwar (a traditional loose pant like dress worn by women) and when he found it, he undid it. He then grabbed the cloth and pushed it off my thighs.

"No... please don't." I cried in shame.

I closed my eyes in utter shame. Tears rolled out of eyes and disappeared into my hair. He pulled the salwar off my leg and tossed it aside. His hand was now moving over my naked thighs. I felt it groping at my knickers. Without waiting, he pulled them off too. He then lifted the hem of my kurta (a long shirt) and exposed my naked cunt.

My most intimate and private part was exposed so brazenly to the leering eyes of my father-in-law. I opened my eyes for a fraction of second. His bulging eyes were glued to my exposed pussy. He was slowly wetting his lips with his tongue.

My face turned red with utmost shame and disgust. I had never been so lecherously exposed even to my husband in my ten years of married life. We fucked mostly with all the lights off. Adeel liked it that way and I never thought beyond that. I couldn't recollect many occasions when Adeel had seen me completely naked.

I was lying on my father-in-law's bed with my lower half completely bare, my father-in-law lustily gazing at my hairy pussy. He had taken his cock out of his tahmed and was stroking it with his left hand.

My heart was beating like a drum. I crossed my legs in a vain attempt to hide my hairy cunt from his lecherous gaze.

He watched this with an amazed look in his eyes. His left hand still stroking his cock, he undid his tahmed. It fell on the floor. He climbed on his bed and settled near my thighs. I closed my eyes again.

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I felt his hand roaming over my pussy slowly. He forced my legs apart and spread them wide. Then his fingers touched my pussy. He spread my cunt lips. My body twitched when his index finger touched my inner labia.

"Come on... enjoy it Nilu." I felt his hot breath over my cheeks as his lips touched my lips. "I'm sure you're not getting it for the first time." He whispered in my ear and then laughed lecherously.

His fingers continued rummaging through my bushy cunt.

"Oh... gawd... what a pussy!" He muttered to himself.

He withdrew his hand from my cunt and positioned himself between my wide spread legs. He took his cock between in his fist and began running the inflated head over my slit. My mind began to revolt again. This place was reserved only for my beloved husband, and now it was being violated so wantonly by none other than his own father.

"No!" I tried to push him back.

He laughed like a maniac and grabbed me again, pinning me on the bed. I continued struggling but soon realized that I was no match for his brutal strength.

With my arms pinned with his hands, he positioned himself between my thighs. I felt his cock head nudging between my pussy lips. He leaned forward, brought my both hands together over my head and grabbed them with his right hand. His left hand was now free. His powerful legs pressed my struggling legs relentlessly, stifling my resistance.

With his free hand, he gripped his cock, and placed the tip at the entrance of my cunt. I felt my pussy lips spread to accommodate the intruding organ. He pushed forward. His cock entered mercilessly inside my cunt. I felt a sharp twinge of pain between my thighs; and I cried loudly. His cock must be thicker than Adeel's tool.

The pain caused my eyes to open. I found his face just above mine, staring into my eyes. When he found me looking in his eyes, he smiled lewdly and gave a massive thrust. His mammoth hardness tore into me. It felt like a burning rod entering between my thighs.

"No... please," I wailed with pain. "please take it out... it's hurting."

He laughed triumphantly, happy for his prized win. "Stop crying, it's already in dear."

I then realized that his tool was completely buried inside my hurting pussy, his balls touching the back of my ass. He bent his head and kissed me. He held still for some time enjoying the feel of his long thick tool resting inside my smarting pussy. Then he withdrew his cock until only the tip remained inside. The pain eased a little.

He pushed again ramming his massive hardness deep into my pussy. I yelled again.

"Aah... Nilu... what a tight cunt." He gave me a lecherous grin.

He began fucking me with long strokes. Realizing that he would not listen to my cries; I resigned myself to my fate. He didn't relent and continued plundering my pussy with hard strokes.

With every passing second, his humping got wilder. He fucked me harder and harder. Slowly the pain began to ease off; my cunt got adjusted to his savage thrusting. His rough thrusting cock tickled some unknown nerves and my pussy began to lubricate. I didn't want to admit it, but my body began to respond to his humping.

He was still plundering my cunt mercilessly, but now his massive cock was moving smoothly in my velvety depth. He had a kind of strange raw animal energy, which I had never felt before with Adeel.

He was groaning and panting with effort. His face and body were covered with perspiration. Yet, he showed no sign of relenting. He continued fucking my pussy, with every stroke, his humping got more and more ferocious.

Finally, he cried loudly, and plunged his cock all the way inside my pussy. I felt his cock swell inside me, jerk violently and spurt his hot molten seed inside the soft folds of my cunt. It felt like a hot geyser opening inside me, inundating my soft enclave.

Completely spent, he slumped over me; his face pressed between my breasts which were still hidden beneath the kurta. He was panting with the effort. Surprisingly, I could also hear my own heavy breathing. His cock began to deflate inside me, but he made no attempt to take it out.

When he didn't try to move away, I pushed him back. His cock came out with a loud plop sound. His thick cock juice that was 'till now trapped inside began to ooze out of my hairy cunt. He collapsed on my side.

I got off his bed hurriedly. He looked at me with half opened eyes; did nothing to stop me. I picked up my salwar and knickers from the floor. Before coming out of his room, I turned back and looked at him. His eyes were open, and he wore a lazy look. His lips were spread in a winning smile as he watched me go out.

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I entered my bedroom and rushed to the bathroom. Quickly, I undressed by removing my kurta and bra. I started the shower and stood underneath, letting the shower's cold water pour over my heated body. I could feel my father-in-law's cum rinsing off my thighs with the water.


I realized that my body was still trembling.

In a matter of minutes, my whole world had changed. I had been banged by my husband's father. I didn't know how I would face Adeel tonight. What would I tell him? Could I tell him what his father did to me?

I sat on the bathroom floor, folded my leg close to my thighs and rested my head over my knees. Tears began to streak down my eyes. Water from the shower continued drenching my shivering body.

I knew that I could not tell Adeel of what had happened with me. I should have told him on the first occasion itself; I cursed myself. Now he wouldn't take the news easily. Although he loved me but he would not accept me for fucking his father. No... I wouldn't tell him.

I don't know how long I stayed there. Finally, I got up, and wiped my face clearing the tears from my eyes. I washed my cunt, then opened the bathroom door and came out.

Father-in-law was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the bathroom.

His legs were wide open, and he was sporting another massive erection.

In my rush, I had forgotten to lock my room's door.

"You shouldn't have left," He smiled lecherously. "I still need you."

Frozen with shock, I stared at him incredulously.

"Look," he pointed toward his hard on, "he's still hungry."

"No... Not again." I mumbled. "Please get out."

He didn't listen to me; rose from his position and came near to me. He grabbed my soaked body in his arms and dragged me to my bed.

"No... No..." I resisted. He pushed me on the bed.

"I'll tell Adeel." I said meekly.

"No... won't." He began stroking his already rigid cock. "You tell

Adeel... and I'll throw you out."

I looked at him like a terrified kitten.

Father-in-law sat on the edge. "You'll like it Nilu...believe me...you'll like it." His voice was suddenly soft. "I'll make you very happy."

"No... I can't do it... please." I made a meek effort to stop him.

"No but..." He gently brushed his hand over my wet bush. "Adeel will never know about it... I promise you."

I didn't know whether to believe him or not. Father-in-law began rubbing my pussy. His index finger touched my clit, and he brushed it coarsely. I squeezed my thighs. He played with my wet hairy clit, slowly running his fingers up and down.

I didn't want to admit it, but his rough finger felt good over my love bud. His antics slowly tickled some unknown nerves, and my body began to respond to his touch. I could feel a mild wave of pleasure radiating through my loins. All of a sudden, my cunt lips jerked involuntarily.

"You like it Nilu..." Father-in-law whispered his voice hoarse with lust. "I know you like it."

I was sure that his poking fingers must have sensed the twitching in my pussy. My face turned red. I closed my eyes with shame.

"Spread your legs." He said suddenly. I opened my eyes and stared at him. He put his hand over my thigh and pushed. As if, my body accepted his command, my knees fell apart, allowing him full view of my wet pussy. He lustily gazed at my hairy slit while licking his lips.

He kept on playing with my clit. With his free hand, he started stroking his bulging cock. His fingers massaged around my cunt lips and clit; my body began to buck with pleasure. The copious secretion from my cunt began to ooze out, slowly seeping down to my puckered hole.

I wanted to stop him... wanted to move his hand off my clit. I realized if he kept rubbing my cunt like that, I would succumb to the pleasure and nothing would stop me from cumming. I was slowly losing my self- control; my body responding more eagerly to his manipulations.

'Get off you scum' -- I wanted to scream. I opened my lips. All that came out was a loud whimper.

"Ahhhhhhh..." I gave a long moan, my body became tense; my body reeled with a mind blowing orgasm.

I squeezed my cunt around his finger tightly and went into total spasm.

My cunt throbbed and throbbed around his finger, and it inundated his probing digit with a fresh release of my juice.

Father-in-law groaned happily. Immediately, he withdrew his finger and moved to between my legs. He positioned himself and grabbed his cock in his fist. I was mesmerized by the purple-colored, bloated cock-head which had a tiny drop of pre-cum at the tip.

Again, a silent battle ensued between my mind and body. I wanted to push him off and run away from my room, but my body refused. It stayed motionless... with fear or lust, I didn't know.

His cock nudged between my cunt lips. Father-in-law slowly pushed his cock into me.

"No..." I cried; but my cunt readily accepted the intruding organ. I felt a gentle twinge, a faint memory of our previous fuck, as his cock moved inside my slippery canal.

His cock was completely buried in me with one smooth push. I moaned softly as his balls slapped against my ass.

He smiled happily, looking at me with his lust filled eyes. "You like it darling... you like it."

He began fucking me with long strokes.

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I lay beneath him silently, receiving his gigantic cock in and out of my pussy. Within a span of thirty minutes, I was getting fucked for the second time by my father-in-law. My own response was completely different from the first time. My cunt was responding very eagerly. It lapped his every stroke, sucking his cock into its ravenous depth.

"Nilu..." He spoke hoarsely.

"Yes..."

"You like my cock inside your cunt... don't you."

"No... ahhh... ahhh..." My mind was reeling with pleasure, but I was not ready to accept it yet. He was my rapist. I didn't do it willingly; he forced me to do it.

However, my own body refused to accept my logic-- it reeled and bucked with pleasure.

He groaned. Grabbing my legs, he lifted them high in the air, and began fucking harder. In and out, in and out... his massive cock bore into my pussy, making it beg for more. With every stroke, he pushed deeper and deeper; his balls slapped noisily against my ass. I didn't realize when

I started moaning.

Father-in-law pumped harder and harder. My pussy clutched tightly around his shaft. He was panting with the effort. I thirstily waited for him to erupt inside me again.

Moments later, he reached his climax.

He rammed his cock inside for the final time. His spitting cock pumped hot cum deep into my pussy. It drove me over the edge. I dug my fingers into the material of bed sheet to prevent me fainting with rapture.

He emptied his balls deep, then slowly got off me. His cum began to ooze out of my freshly fucked pussy. I didn't move, closed my eyes and enjoyed the blissful moment.

When I opened my eyes, father-in-law was sitting on the edge of my bed.

His hands were on my naked thighs. He was gently stroking them. He looked at me and smiled.

"Don't say anything to Adeel." He was smiling, but the threat was very clear. "I'll make you very happy."

I gave him a delirious look, but didn't speak. He got up, gave a final pat to my naked thigh and went out of the room. He didn't even close the door behind him.

I watched him going, suddenly realizing that my bed was soaked because when he dragged me to bed, I was fresh out of the shower.

I didn't feel any hurry. I just lay there, feeling his hot cum oozing out of my pussy, dribbling down to my ass and then to the bed underneath.

I realized that I would never be able to tell the truth to Adeel. I had enjoyed my second fuck with my father-in-law.

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My cunt was sore when I went to my bedroom that night. Adeel arrived early that evening. I served dinner to them-- Adeel, his father and the kids. Father-in-law was very talkative. He joked with the kids and discussed business with Adeel. He even advised him to bring some gift for me the next day.

During dinner, I avoided going out to the veranda and stayed mostly in the safety of my kitchen. I was afraid to face my husband in front of his father. I was worried that he would read on my face what had transpired between his father and me during the day.

The kids were already asleep when I entered my bedroom. Adeel was awake--waiting for me. I avoided eye contact, turned off the lights and silently slipped into the bed beside him. I lay with my back toward him.

I felt his hand over me, and he pulled me into his arms.

"No... Not today... I'm tired." I told him.

He didn't seem to listen. His hands began to explore my private parts, and he began to strip me. I had no courage to stop him. I lay there silently letting him remove my clothes.

Once I was completely naked, he began to strip. Then I felt him between my legs. His cock tip nudged at my opening which was smarting due to morning fuck.

I wanted to ask him to stop, afraid that he would immediately come to know about my infidelity.

Adeel tried to push his cock into my pussy. The tip forced against my sore inner lips. I moaned. He took it as a sign of acceptance, and he pushed harder. It didn't go inside. My cunt was completely dry.

Failing to insert his cock into me, he withdrew it and replaced it with his finger. His index finger entered my aching cunt, and he began finger fucking me. I lay still under him while his digit moved in and out of my pussy.

His efforts began to pay off moments later. I felt the sensation and my pussy started lubricating.

Only then, I realized why my pussy was hurting so much after the morning fuck. When father-in-law fucked me in the morning; I was afraid and was not ready for the fuck. My cunt was completely dry when he rammed his cock in mercilessly, making it feel like a virgin pussy.

I began to relish Adeel's slow finger fucking. Soon, my cunt was dripping wet.

Adeel withdrew his finger and again planted the tip of his cock at the dripping entrance of my pussy. He pushed lightly. His cock moved easily into my slick pussy. He inched forward, slowly inserting the entire length of his cock deep into my pussy, his balls coming to rest against my ass.

He began fucking me with a slow rhythm. I enjoyed his deep rhythmic fucking.

My mind drifted to my father-in-law. I tried to compare the two men who had fucked me. Adeel was a delicate lover, gentle and caring. Fucking Adeel always gave me an impression of being handled with utmost care. He never rushed, never tried to force it, and always fucked me in slow and deliberate manner.

My morning experience with his father was exactly the opposite.

He was like an animal in bed, wild and savage. He fucked me so hard that my cunt was still aching. He didn't bother to work my pussy for some lubrication. I felt disgusted when he began fucking me but when he finished; my cunt, although hurting from his animal onslaught, was silently begging for more. I had never been fucked like that before.

Again, I recalled the morning fuck. My pussy began to ooze aplenty. I moaned lightly.

Adeel groaned happily hearing my muffled moans while his cock sliced into my cunt. He was panting with the effort. I felt ashamed for thinking about my father-in-law while my husband was making love to me. I shrugged myself out of my reverie and began humping back at the

pistoning cock.

Adeel found me responding. He increased his pumping. He was fast approaching his climax.

Finally, he grunted loudly, and lunged forward. He buried his cock deep into my pussy and erupted inside me. His cock spurted again and again and flooded my womb with his love juice.

Slowly, the jerking receded and then ceased altogether. He gently pulled his soft cock out of my pussy. Breathing heavily, he rolled off me and slumped on my side. I slipped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. I pissed and washed my cunt thoroughly, dried my cunt lips and wet bush with a towel. Then I put my clothes on.

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When I returned, Adeel was snoring. I lay beside him silently, closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

In a single day, I had been fucked by two men. Two different cocks had deposited their seeds inside my womb. I had been banged and loved on the same day. Two people... so different from each other... one a gentle lover... the other like a wild animal. I should hate the animal for what he did to me.

But, did I... really?

Today, something had changed inside me. My body longed to relive that pleasure again, to feel that animal energy penetrating my body, the brutal thrusting and massive force of ejaculation inundating my pussy.

I squirmed on the bed, squeezing my thighs, trying to stop the sudden flow of wetness seeping from my cunt.

When I finally drifted to sleep, I was soaking wet between my legs.

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The first thing I noticed in the morning was that the soreness was replaced by a very mild, gentle prickling sensation, a faint reminder of what had transpired yesterday.

The morning passed in the usual way. I sent the kids to school and cooked breakfast for Adeel and his father. Father-in-law came out of his room only when the breakfast was ready. He looked fresh and gave me a nasty grin. Red with embarrassment, I avoided his gaze, and served the breakfast.

They ate ravenously while I served the tea.

After breakfast, Adeel changed and was ready for the shop. He took instructions from his father, collected his tiffin and went out.

I was now alone in the house. Father-in-law had already retired to his room. He was watching some news channel. I could hear the sound of a news reader reading the morning news.

I paced in the kitchen; a strange nervousness gripped me. My heart began to beat faster. I expected him to come out of his room, grab me, take me to his room and fuck me hard. I was suddenly flushed.

Holy shit...I cursed myself for my lustful thinking. I must hate that bastard for ruining my life... the evil man who had violated me like an animal. A fight within my conscious ensued. My body responded in an entirely different way. I could feel my crotch getting wetter with every passing minute.

Someone knocked at the front door. When I opened it, the housemaid was standing there. To my surprise, I didn't like her presence although it was her regular routine. I accompanied her to the kitchen and gave her the instructions.

While she was busy mopping the floor, I stood by the kitchen door and looked in the direction of my father-in-law's room. No movement. He seemed busy listening to the morning news, but I was sure that he must be looking at me from some hidden corner.

The maid finished her work. I walked her to the door and locked it. I was breathing heavily. Anytime now father-in-law would come out and grab me in his arms. My cunt twitched with a strange anticipation.

"How can I do this?" I felt ashamed about my lewd thoughts.

I heard Shama cry. I rushed to my bedroom, took her in my arm and breast-fed her. She was soon asleep.

I came out of my room. I picked up the noise of the shower running in the common bathroom.

"Nilu..." I heard him shout from the bathroom.

"Yes."

"I forgot my towel," He said loudly. "Please give it to me."

"Help yourself." I realized that my voice was quivering.

"I am naked... can't come out... please get it." He shouted from the bathroom; I could feel the taunt in his voice.

My body began to tremble with an incredible anticipation. I went to his room, took his towel from his bed and walked to the bathroom door. I gently tapped on the door.

"Towel."

The door opened immediately. I extended my hand with the towel while looking away from him.

"What're you doing Nilu... hand it properly?"

I turned my head. Father-in-law was standing naked at the door, leering; his body soaked with water, his massive cock jutting out of his coarse bush, his heavy balls hanging erotically.

"Look what happens to me every time I see you." He smiled lecherously as he twitched his strong abdominal muscles to cause his cock to jounce up and down.

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I could not avoid looking at the thick rod that was swinging so majestically. Father-in-law moved forward, grabbed my hand and dragged me into his arms.

"Let me go." I tried to resist unsuccessfully. "Please."

He laughed and dragged my struggling body under the shower. The cold water from shower fell over our heated bodies. I could feel his raging hardon poking into my belly through my wet clothes.

He began to take my clothes off.

"No... Please don't." I offered a half hearted resistance. "Let me go."

He didn't seem to listen to me. One by one, he undid my kurta and salwar. First, he pulled my kurta over my head. He then unhooked my bra exposing my full breast and hard nipples. He carelessly dropped the bra on the floor. Shivering with shame, I cupped my tits in a frail attempt to hide my nudity from him. He didn't pay any attention and proceeded to undo my salwar. Next moment, my salwar was on the floor and I was standing there in nothing but my panties. He groaned happily at my predicament, slipped his fingers into my panties and rolled them down my thighs.

I was standing completely naked, next to my father-in-law, his bulbous cock head poking into my fleshy belly. Trembling feverishly, I covered my tits with one hand and tried to cover my bushy cunt with the other.

His lips spread in a lewd smile. He took my hands and forced them apart exposing my tits and cunt. He looked at my naked body with admiration.

"You're gorgeous Nilu." His voice was hoarse with lust.

He grabbed me back into his arms crushing my supple body into his hairy chest. My body melted in his arms. My swollen and hard nipples pressed against his chest. I felt his erect cock and balls rubbing against my tummy.

My pussy was dripping with anticipation. All thoughts of remorse suddenly evaporated. I realized I was no longer nervous but ready.

Father-in-law moved his hand over my buttocks and pulled my soft body into his masculine body. He brought his lips down and kissed me. I readily accepted his advance and returned his kiss. His tongue probed my mouth as his hand kneaded the big halves of my ass.

We kissed passionately. I had forgotten that it was totally forbidden for me. If the truth came out, I would have no place in this society. I would lose my husband, children... everything that life had given me so far. I would become a pariah.

Nonetheless, in the heat of the moment, none of this came to my mind. All I wanted was that magnificent cock plundering my hungry pussy.

Father-in-law seemed to understand my desire. He took my hand and placed it over his cock. Under the falling water from the shower, it felt like a burning rod of steel, strong and thick. His hand moved between my thighs, and his fingers explored my soaked hairy pussy. He inserted a digit into my cunt.

I moaned with delight.

He fucked me with his finger. His finger was thick, almost like a cock. My cunt willingly accepted the intruding digit and clasped it in its velvety enclave.

I was breathing hard with passion. His moving finger inside my cunt was doing miracles, causing my cunt to beg for more. I felt my warm cunt juices soaking his finger. He drove me crazy with desire. I desperately wanted his thick rigid tool between my pussy lips. I tightened my fingers over his cock and rubbed it against my pussy lips.

Father-in-law brought his mouth to my soft nipples. He took one between his lips and sucked it hard, making me whimper with lust. I was still a lactating mother. He sucked milk from my breast hungrily. I realized that if I didn't let him fuck me, I would die of my extreme desire.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." I heard myself moaning. I wanted to tell him that it felt so good, but the words got stuck in my mouth.

Father-in-law alternated between my tits, sucking both nipples one by one, enjoying my motherly milk. He gave equal attention to each of my tits. His sucking became rougher. I began to whimper and squirm; my hand tightly squeezed and released his cock.

He let go my tits and began kissing me on my stomach. I felt his tongue probing into my belly button. His tongue moved further down toward the hairy mound of my pussy. Then I felt his tongue sliding over my bushy cunt lips.

It was an entirely new experience. For a second, I thought that I would die with rapture. Adeel had never kissed me down there. I had never enjoyed the bliss of oral sex though I was vaguely aware of the fact that some people do things like that.

"What... what are you doing?" I moaned-- never wanting him to stop.

Father-in-law spread my fleshy thighs and began licking my dripping pussy. I felt his tongue exploring my inner cunt lips and my tiny bud protruding at the top. His tongue flicked rapidly over my inflamed clitoris.

He began to eat my pussy heatedly. He slid his tongue deep into my juicy cunt, and then pulled it out slowly. He pinched my clit and then tried to take it between his lips. My clit is very small so he forced his lips over it and sucked it sharply.

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My body shuddered as a sudden flash of pleasure shot through my body. I arched my back and cried out. My thighs were trembling violently. My hand fumbled to hold something on the wall to prevent myself from collapsing. I raised my hands and groped for the shower's pipe. I grabbed it with both hands. Supporting my load against the pipe, I spread my legs further providing his probing tongue further access to my dripping pussy. I became aware of my hairy armpits, realizing that I hadn't shaved them for almost six months.

Father-in -law was pretty occupied with my cunt. He sucked my cunt lips into his mouth and flicked my clit so wildly with his tongue that I was afraid I might come before he even started fucking me.

I squirmed my thighs against his tongue.

As if he understood my desperation, father-in-law withdrew his tongue from my dripping pussy. I wondered how he would fuck me as there wasn't enough space in the bathroom. I expected him to take me out to his bedroom. However, he had other plans. He pushed the bucket and a small plastic tub to one corner, then grabbed me by my hips and helped me settle on the limited space on the bathroom floor. It was an awkward position as my legs were high and resting against the wall. He positioned himself between my legs and lowered himself.

I watched deliriously as he lowered his waist. I felt his fingers holding his cock as he fumbled at the opening. He found the right place and planted the tip. Then he pushed forward. His thick cock moved easily in my dripping cunt. He didn't have to make any further efforts as my cunt was well lubricated. He lowered his hips until the entire length of his cock was buried inside me.

Intuitively, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He buried his face between my undulating tits and started fucking me with his massive cock. His movements were slow at first probably because of our awkward position, but he soon found his rhythm and began fucking me harder and faster.

I could feel his gigantic prick fucking deeper and deeper into my dripping cunt hole. With every stroke, it was driving me nuts. I clasped my thighs tightly around his waist and tried to wiggle my hips, trying to get his raging cock even deeper into my willing cunt.

His face was buried in my tits. His lips were mercilessly kneading my soft flesh. He was groaning loudly with lust.

"Nilu... what a cunt." He was out of breath with exertion. He pounded my pussy relentlessly.

His lewd words worked to aggravate my longing for his ferocious cock. I began working my cunt muscles over his cock. I tried to hold his cock tightly inside by squeezing my cunt muscles. Father-in-law moaned with pleasure.

Both of us had completely forgotten the water that was continuously falling over our burning bodies.

"Aaahhhhh... aah... aah..." I realized that I was actually moaning with lust with every plunge he made into my hungry cunt. My pussy was dripping profusely under his onslaught.

Over and over, father-in-law fucked his mammoth cock deep into my wet slick pussy. I couldn't take it anymore. My orgasm hit me like a flash of lightening.

"Aahhhhhhhhhhh..." I moaned shamelessly, completely oblivious to the fact that I was actually coming while fucking my father-in-law. I enjoyed my orgasm with wild abandon.

Father-in-law sensed my orgasm. He began pumping my pussy even harder.

"I'm coming... Nilu... its coming." He moaned and fucked his cock all the way into my ravenous pussy. He cried loudly as his cock began shooting inside me. Wads of thick sticky cum spurt from his massive fuck tool and gushed into my ravenous pussy. He pressed my body against the floor. I put my arms around his neck and enjoyed the hot molten seed erupting from his rigid shaft.

Slowly, the throbbing subsided and his cock began to soften inside me. My legs were still clenching to his waist. He rested his face over my tits, desperately trying to control his erratic breathing.

We remained there in that position, trying to catch our breaths. Then I lowered my leg on the floor. He got up. His limp cock slipped out of me.

His cum oozed out of my freshly fucked pussy, dribbling along the crack of my ass, mixed with the water pouring from the shower. The water helped in rinsing a part of our fuck juices from our bodies.

Father-in-law gave me a satisfied grin.

"God knows Nilu," He smiled. "I never fucked a cunt like yours."

After so recklessly enjoying a mind blowing fuck with my father-in-law, I suddenly found myself turning red with shame and embarrassment.

Father-in-law helped me in washing my cunt. He took his time in working his fingers up my pussy and cleansed every drop of cum deposited.

Still, he was not satisfied. We showered together and only then, he relented and released me. I hurriedly fled to my room, naked, leaving my drenched clothes lying on the bathroom floor.

I closed the doors from the inside and grabbed a towel. I stood in front of my dressing table; dried my soaked body and began drying my wet hair with the towel.

I looked at my naked reflection in the mirror. My body was glowing with the aftereffects of my shower fuck with my father-in-law. I found myself turning crimson.

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I had cheated on my loving husband. I wasn't fully responsible for the last day's incident. However, I couldn't deny that I had seen it coming, yet didn't do much to stop it. Perhaps I should have informed Adeel about his father's overtures much earlier.

Now, it was too late. The thin line separating my relationship with my father-in-law had been crossed. The truth was that I had enjoyed it; in fact, I rather waited for it to happen today.

By succumbing to the temptation, I had lost any moral ground that I had before starting my lustful relation with my father-in-law.

I saw my daughter stirring in her bed. Afraid that she would wake up at any moment, I dropped the towel, and hurriedly took a new pair of bra and panties from the dresser and slipped them on my body.

I was about to put my salwar and kurta on when there was a knock at the door.

"Who's there?" Although, I knew who it was.

"Nilu... open the door," The horny old man was gain back, "wanna show you something."

"Not yet." I replied, again feeling a sudden rush of excitement running through my body. "I'm still undressed."

Immediately, his lecherous laughter resonated from the other side of door. "Still have something to hide? Please open... I've got something for you."

I thought for a moment, and then opened the door. Father-in-law stepped inside.

He was in his usual dress; his upper body bare and a tahmed carelessly wrapped around his waist that did nothing to hide the bulge in front of his crotch. When he saw me standing in only in a bra and panties, his eyes opened wide in admiration.

"It's for you." He gave me a lewd grin. He brought his hand from behind his back and presented me with a box.

I reached out and took the box in my hand. I lifted the lid and slowly opened the box. Nestled in the blue velvety cloth was a beautiful pearl necklace. He removed it from the box and held it up.

"It's for you." He whispered.

"No... I can't take it." I refused. "What am I gonna tell Adeel."

"Don't worry about him." He handed me the necklace. "Just give him any cock and bull story... he'll believe it."

He moved behind me, took the necklace from me and slipped it around my neck. Then he took me in front of the mirror.

"Nilu... you're gorgeous." He spoke as he slipped his arms around my waist. I felt his hardness pressing into my back.

His hand slipped inside my panties, and his hand touched my juicy, swollen cunt lips and quickly found my clit. He began to rub my tiny love-button.

"No... please stop... not anymore." I resisted, but he didn't listen to me. In a flash, he slipped my panties off my legs. Then he unhooked my bra and dropped it on the floor.

"Now look," Said the horny old man. "so... beautiful."

I stared at the petite naked woman, with only a pearl necklace around her neck, staring at me from the mirror. A pair of hands were working over her hairy pussy from behind. I had never been in such a position.

A sudden wave of arousal rushed through my body.

I felt his cock poking into my ass cheeks. Then I realized that father-in-law had already dropped his tahmed, and he was standing completely naked behind me.

Father-in-law grabbed me from behind and forced me to bend forward.

"No... not." I tried to stop him. "What're you doing?"

He didn't listen and pushed me. I bent forward and grabbed the edge of the dressing table. I was now on all fours with my ass high in air and my hands gripping the dressing table. He positioned himself behind me.

I held my breath as his mammoth manhood touched my glistening pussy.

He took the cock tip between his thumb and index finger and planted the tip at the opening of my scorching pussy. My entire body shivered with strange anticipation. I was never fucked from behind before. Although, Adeel and I were aware about many positions of fucking, but we had never given it a try. It was mostly done in missionary position. Adeel never liked to experiment; and I was too prudish to ask for any such thing.

I waited with bated breath.

"Sorry Nilu... can't stop now." I felt his cock head gently opening my inflamed cunt lips.

He gripped my hips and gave a massive push. His cock began its journey into my already creaming pussy. In one stroke, it was completely buried into me. His crotch banged against my ass.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..." Father-in-law cried in excitement as his cock plunged into my cunt. He began fucking me vigorously.

I waited for a moment and then began responding to his strokes. Father-in-law fucked me harder and faster. I was surprised at his energy. Only fifteen minutes ago, he had fucked me in the shower, and now his cock was again buried inside from behind and he was pumping my pussy like a madman. I could never recall being fucked by Adeel twice in one day. Probably during the initial years of our marriage, he had fucked me more than once but such occasions were very rare.

I had a sense of exhilaration for being such a turn on for my father-in-law.

His cock was moving in and out of my ravenous cunt like a piston. With every stroke, he was pulling his cock completely out of my pussy and then immediately ramming it back into my horny depths. I began to squirm.

I lifted my head and stared at the woman at me from the mirror. Her face contorted with lust; she was groaning, moaning, begging the old man to pump her pussy harder and harder. It was entirely a different woman. The simple homely housewife was lost somewhere, and I was looking at a cock hungry whore who was so lecherously enjoying her ordeal.

Father-in-law was groaning with effort. His movements were increasing with every passing second. His strong thighs slapped against the back of my thighs again and again. My whole body reveled with the exquisite feeling.

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"Aarhhhhhhhhhhhh..." He moaned loudly as he plunged his hard on into my pussy. I sensed his impending orgasm and thrust my ass to take his plunge.

His cock exploded like a massive volcano, releasing a big load of thick fresh cum deep inside my pussy. I felt his jerking within the velvety folds of my pussy and releasing gob after gob of fresh cum. It triggered my own orgasm. My pussy twitched violently around his cock. I forcibly squeezed my thighs trying to milk his shooting cock.

His cock jerked inside me for the final time, and then his ejaculation stopped. He withdrew his slick cock out of my cum filled pussy.

Father-in-law slumped over my back, breathing heavily. I felt his cum oozing out of my pussy and slowly trickling along my inner thighs.

Finally, he got up releasing his grip on my hips. I got up and turned to face him. I looked at his cum soaked cock that was fast shrinking in size. He gave me an exultant look.

Lovingly, he put his had over my dripping pussy and gently ran his fingers over my slit. I closed my eyes and reveled in a wanton abandon.

"Nilu..." He spoke. I opened my eyes.

"You should take care of yourself." He pointed toward my hairy underarms. "Go to a parlor and get this removed."

He gave me warm smile, and went out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.

I staggered to my bed and collapsed over it. I got back to my senses only when my one year old daughter woke up and began crying.

I suddenly felt ashamed of my nakedness in front of my toddler. I slipped a sheet, covered my naked body, and took her in my arms.

That afternoon, I visited a beauty salon to get a complete makeover.

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We never know what life has in store for us. We start doing something that we don't enjoy, but end up liking it.

Something similar happened to me. My amorous relationship with my father-in-law started as a non-consensual one. I hated my father-in-law for taking advantage of my vulnerability. He threatened me and then fucked me against my will. However, once I took his cock into my pussy, I forgot everything.

It was a strange kind of love-hate relationship. I still hated him secretly for what he did to me, yet I longed to feel his cock fucking into my horny pussy.

I never realized when I was transformed from a simple housewife to a cock-hungry slut.

There were brief spells of righteousness, when I thought that I should stop screwing my father-in-law. But they were short-lived. Father-in-law successfully thwarted any such attempt. He cajoled me, brought me new gifts and if that didn't work then he threatened me; he did everything to get inside my panties.

And he succeeded every time.

I was aware that I had been cheating on my faithful husband. It always kept nagging in the back of my head. In moments of solitude, I always felt overwhelmed by a deep sense of remorse. Yet, I couldn't resist the carnal pleasure that I enjoyed in the company of my father-in-law. After many years of marriage, I began caring for my looks. I started dressing nicely, and enjoying the frequent gifts my father-in-law had been bestowing upon me. I was sure Adeel must have noticed those changes. He appeared surprised at times, but he never mentioned it.

Father-in-law was an extremely horny old stud. He fucked me everywhere in the house; on his bed, on my bed, on the dining table, in the shower, even in the open courtyard. I can't recall if there were anywhere left in the house where we didn't fuck.

Once I lost my reservations, I began to explore every facet of lovemaking with my father-in-law. I did many things with him which I could never have dreamt of doing with Adeel. I began watching porn movies with my father-in-law. I found it repulsive initially, but later I started enjoying it. Often, when we were alone at home, we watched movies together. Then he would fuck me in the various styles shown in the movies. I loved the way he sucked my cunt. Father-in-law was an ardent cunt licker. Every time he went down on me, he drove me crazy with pleasure.

One day, he asked me to suck his cock. I was reluctant at first. After some coercion, I agreed with a condition that he would not cum in my mouth. He agreed, and I took his cock in my mouth and sucked it. He kept his promise and when he was about to shoot, he took it out and spurted all over my tits and belly, the same way as it was done in one of the porn movie. I found it highly erotic. Slowly, I began enjoying taking his cock in my mouth and sucking him hard.

I was also aware that it would be very difficult to keep our relationship secret for a very long time. One day Adeel would come to learn about it.

It finally happened.

It was an early October cool morning. My affair with father-in-law had already entered its third month.

The housemaid finished her daily chores; I quickly walked her to the door. I had already fed Shama, and she was fast asleep.

As I locked the front door, father-in-law was already behind me clad in only his trademark tahmed. He grabbed me. His hardness pressed into my ass.

By the time we reached my bedroom, I was completely naked. My clothes were lying carelessly in the corridor from the front door, all the way to my room.

Father-in-law pushed me onto the bed. He undid his tahmed and dropped it on the floor. He hurriedly got between my legs. In a moment, he was between my legs, with his face buried between my thighs and his hungry tongue lashing over my already dripping pussy.

He tongue fucked my horny pussy to an orgasm. My body was writhing with lust. I was dying to feel his massive cock plundering my ravenous pussy.

Father-in-law gripped his cock between his fingers and rubbed it along my wet slit. He didn't attempt to slide it inside my pussy; he just continued rubbing it over my slit.

"Fuck me." I said irritably, gyrating my inflamed cunt lips over his cock head. "Don't make me wait."

"Okay." He leered still running his cock head along my cunt slit.

"Please!" I wriggled my ass trying to get his cock inside me.

"Really? You want it?" he teased me.

"Yes, please don't tease me," I begged, "fuck me hard."

"As you wish my love, here it comes." Finally, he relented and eased the fat head of his cock into the entrance of my cunt. He then stopped again!

"Fuck me!" I cried like a slut, lifting my ass off the bed.

Father-in-law laughed triumphantly, gripped my trembling legs and lunged. His cock pierced my spongy cunt.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!" I moaned as I felt his cock moving deep inside me. My head snapped back. I reveled in the feeling of his massive cock resting inside my scalding pussy.

Father-in-law moved his hips, gently eased his cock from my hungry cunt until only the cock head was still inside. Then he forced it back into my eager pussy, causing me to moan with ecstasy.

He repeated his action again and again, driving me crazy with his passionate thrusts. A thundering spasm rippled through my pussy each time his cock plunged in. My pussy began dripping profusely with his lustful strokes.

"Like it?" Father-in-law asked as he pumped his cock in my pussy.

"Ahh... ahhh... yes... abbu (daddy)... yes... aahhh..." I murmured between my moans of ecstasy.

"Don't call me abbu." He drove back his cock into my ravenous depth. "How many times do I have to tell you?"

"You're my father-in-law," I teased him, enjoying the way he plundered my pussy mercilessly. "What else should I call you? Adeel will be suspicious."

"Okay you slut... you're teasing me." He drove in his cock with a massive thrust.

"Ahhhhh... ahhhhh!" I wailed in extreme pleasure.

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Father-in-law moved his hips faster and faster, driving his cock into my scorching depths. The room was filled with liquid squishing sounds as his cock mercilessly plundered my drooling pussy.

He had started panting with the effort. I moaned loudly as my second orgasm hit me like a lightening. I bucked my hips up to receive his deep thrusts. My body went rigid with my orgasm.

Father-in-law didn't stop pumping. He fucked me even harder. His cock sloshed into my dripping pussy like a piston, with every in-stroke forcing a fresh spasm of pleasure in my body.

"Ohhhh... it's coming Nilu... it's coming." Father-in-law was fast approaching his own orgasm. I could sense his cock starting to swell inside me.

"Ahhhhhh!" He finally thrust his cock all the way into my willing receptacle and released his hot cum inside my hungry depths. His cock jerked inside me releasing a fresh load of hot jism.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed his hot juice flooding my cunt.

A long shrilly sound suddenly filled the silence of the house. We stopped in stunned silence, completely oblivious of what was happening. Then he realized it first.

"Shit! Someone's at the door." Father-in-law exclaimed.

Someone was pressing the doorbell.

Startled, father-in-law immediately rolled off me. His throbbing cock popped out of my pussy. Still squirting, it jerked violently and deposited a few more drop over my dark wet bush. Father-in-law jumped off the bed, grabbed his tahmed from the floor.

"Check who's there Nilu." He whispered and rushed out of my bedroom.

I quickly got off the bed, picked my clothes spread all over the corridor and then quickly dressed. There was no time to clean my pussy. I just pulled my panties on.

I glanced at myself in the mirror to make sure that I looked presentable, and I went over to the front door.

The bell rang again, this time for a much longer duration.

"Who's there?" I asked trying to control my erratic breathing.

"Adeel." My heart leaped to my throat. My husband was standing on the other side of the door. I opened the door immediately.

"Where were you?" He looked at me questioningly.

"I was sleeping." In my rush, I couldn't think of a better reply.

"At this hour?" He frowned. "Where's abbu?"

"Don't know; might be sleeping as well."

"Strange... everyone is sleeping." He babbled to himself; suddenly he stared at me. "What happened to you? You don't look fine."

Color drained from my face.

"Nothing..." I stammered, not knowing what else to say.

He said nothing, and went into the bedroom. I followed him hurriedly, silently praying. He went near the bed and turned toward me. I saw his nostrils flaring.

I panicked. I shouldn't have let him in. He must have smelled the fresh fragrance of cum that permeated the air.

My eyes glanced over the bed; in my hurry, I had forgotten to adjust the bed cover. It was a complete mess; the bed cover was completely crumpled. There it was, a small wet spot on the sheets, almost an inch in diameter.

For a moment, I felt that my heart would stop beating. I moved to the bed quickly and sat so my body hid the spot from Adeel's view.

Adeel looked at me, suspiciously.

"Who's here Nilofer?" All of a sudden, father-in-law asked from outside my door. Adeel's attention was immediately diverted toward him. Father-in-law is a shrewd man. He didn't enter my room. Adeel went out to talk to him.