Hi Friends my name is Nischal, I am 31yrs old from Hyderabad. Today I am going to share one of the sexiest incidents of my life which happened a year ago. I work in a reputed IT company based at Hyderabad. So this was a year ago when my company was planning to set-up a new office at Jaipur and wanted me to go there and set-up the branch office. This meant I had to stay there for 3 to 4 months till the branch operations were stable. Finally I reached Jaipur and had myself shifted in a Guest House which was a fully furnished 2 BHK Flat. It took a couple of days for me to settle down at Jaipur and then started focusing on my work.
The apartment was good and they used to celebrate festivals in a really good manner. It was the Ganesh festival and they used to gather at the floor during the evenings for games and dinner. That’s where I met Geeta, during the games we were in the same team and had lots of fun. Most of the Movie names and songs were double meaning ones. Later that whole night I kept thinking about Geeta and was curious to see her next day. Next day I got late at office and could not go to the Games & Dinner. Later next morning when I was leaving for office I met Geeta on stairs asking me where I was. I told her that I was struck at office and came late in the night. She said they enjoyed a lot and asked me to make it that night. I promised that I will be there that night and carried on. That whole day I kept on thinking about her, I was thinking a lot about her and later I met her in the night to which she shook hand with me. Her hands were very soft and I had an instant hard on by her touch. That evening I saw her speaking angrily to someone on call. Later she headed to terrace. I followed her there and I saw her standing thinking something. I just went to her and asked if everything was ok. She said everything is fine. I said you seem to be upset with something, do u mind if I ask. She said she was ok but just was upset with her husband. Her husband was on a business trip and was extending his trip for some reason. I was really happy to hear that and asked her if I can give her some Gyan. She gave me a weird look and asked what. I said Even if you cry or get upset Ur Hubby will be back on the said date. So why don’t u enjoy the present and wait for future. Future is down stairs… dinner is waiting… to which she smiled and asked if we can stay there for some more time… I said Ok…
While there she told me that they got married 2 Yrs. back and her hubby used to love her a lot. But now he is too busy expanding his business and has less time for her. I said if he is busy with his business then why don’t you enjoy life with Ur frnz… just go out and chill… she then gave me a stare and said I don’t have a Boyfriend. I then said I din mean a boyfrnd either. She can enjoy with her female frnz. To which she laughed and asked me to leave it. I asked her to explain… she said: I can’t enjoy with my female frnz… with a wink and smile… I got the hint and said… just wait and watch… Later that evening we had dinner together, exchanged our Mobile numbers and left to our respective flats. That night around 1 am I got an SMS asking if I was sleeping… I replied yes. She then said she is not getting sleep. I said stop thinking abt me and sleep. To which she called and said how you know I am thinking abt you. I said, if you were not thinking abt me then why did u sms me… to which she laughed… I said that ok it’s just because we gel up really well. She then was asking abt my family and stuff… and said it’s been a long time she has gone out. So I said Lets plan a day out. We agreed to the next Sunday. On Sunday Morning we had our Breakfast together and went for shopping… during shopping she used to try Kurtis and jeans and used to ask me for Opinion… that was when I was able to notice how sexy she was.. She was hot and had a perfect figure.
She even noticed me having a look at her figure and asked me to get lost. We then went to a movie later… the movie was slight boring so we started talking in a low voice. As the sound was more we were talking to each other very closely. I was able to sense her fragrance… I was feeling very erotic and wanted to kiss her… I somehow gathered some courage and held her hand… Crossed our fingers… she dint react… and I took it as granted and kissed her hand… she was blushing to my act… I then took her palm and placed it on my cheek… she then rested her head on my shoulder… she said, Nischal I never got so close to anyone before, other than my hubby. You make me so comfortable… I have started liking you a lot… I just kissed her forehead and said… Just relax… Later we had a romantic dinner and then headed back… on the way she told me that she does not want to go home… and does not want to stay alone… I then said lets go to my flat and watch movies in my Laptop… and she can go home whenever she wants… as we stay on the same floor we just sneaked into my flat… the moment we were in… I just connected my hard disk to LED and started surfing for movies… she sat on the same couch and rested her head on my lap…
I touched her cheeks and said you are so beautiful and said that her cheeks were inviting me for a kiss… she closed her eyes and I started kissing her cheeks wetting my Lips… she was breathing hard and soon we began to suck each other’s lips… soon we were smooching… fighting with our tongues… we were growing desperate for each other.. She then sat on my Lap facing me and holding my hair… we broke our kiss after about 15 mins… I then started kissing her neck and biting her shoulders… she was going mad… moaning in pleasure… I then removed her T-shirt… wow… she was wearing a black Bra… and her boobs were about to bounce out of it… I just held one of her boobs and started releasing the other… I started sucking her boob just like a Mango… Squeezing and sucking… pressing the other one… she was like… aur zoor se… I was squeezing her nipples… she was going Mad pulling my Hair… she then pulled out my face off her boobs and started smooching again… I made her stand and the started unbuttoning her Jeans… I then carried her to the Bed and put her on the bed… Now she was lying in front of me on my bed in a Black Panty and a Black Bra… Her Boobs were out of her Bra… she came to me in a kitten style and started unbuttoning my Jeans… I helped her doing so and then she took my Hot Rod in her soft hands… I was like in 7th heaven… before I could say anything she started sucking my cock like a lollypop… she was licking the Tip of my cock on and off… I then threw her back on bed… removed her panty… she was clean shaved… waiting for me to take over…
I parted her legs and the parted her pussy lips and put my tongue tip in between… she held me by my hair and arched her back on the bed… I just put my lips on her pussy and started sucking her pussy lips…. Fiddling her clit with my tongue tip… she was going mad crushing my head between her thighs… I was inserting my tongue in her pussy and was squeezing her boobs with my hands… she was moaning in pleasure… calling out my name… Nischal bas karo… andar daalo abb… plsss… I was in no mood to listen… I then turned her on top and asked her to sit on my face… she was on my face riding my tongue… she then turned the other side and then we moved to 69… She was sucking my cock like an ice cream… she even bit my cock and brushing it like a toothbrush… I was eating her pussy squeezing her ass… she then started riding my cock… she was like grinding her pussy on my cock… I was in cloud9 squeezing her boobs… she was already wet… she gave my cock a bath in her juices oozing from her pussy… by this time she was exhausted riding on me and fell on me smooching… we were crushing each other in our arms.. I then moved on top… in Missionary position and put my cock at her pussy entrance and started pushing to and fro… we were smooching like crazy… licking and sucking each other’s lips… finally I began to stroke hard… she was Moaning loud gathering her breath… I lifted her legs in air and started stroking her pussy… sucking her Lips… she was holding the Bed reeling and I could see her boobs jumping to my each stroke… finally I ejaculated inside her and we lay holding each other for 10 mins with my cock in her wet pussy… then we had a hot shower together and lay whole night naked in each other’s arms…
So Frnz that was my incident which was worth sharing… we then had sex multiple times that night and multiple Nights like such and we completely normal in front of her hubby… now am back in Hyderabad looking for adventurous partner… So anyone who wants a secret friend or wants to share feedback can reach me at
And frnz please don’t ask me details about Geeta her address and all… I don’t intend to share for obvious reasons.
Thank you for reading till the end. Hope you had an intense orgasm. Happy love making everyone. Until next time… :)
My story begins with us going to dinner. We have the most delicious meal, which tantalises each taste bud and satisfies our hunger. Dessert is your favourite, a simple strawberry icecream. I watch you enjoying it thoroughly but it doesn't do the same thing for me, my mouth longs for more. You’re talking about work, but all I can do is imagine myself unzipping your trousers and placing you inside my mouth, giving my taste buds something better to get excited about. Naturally, I turn the conversation dirty. I remind you of our past escapades, in particular the half an hour shower session we had at your parents house two weeks ago. My attempt at turning you on is working; I know you want more excitement from this night than your strawberry ice-cream. I love watching you when I say these naughty things. Seeing your body language change towards me. You’ve forgotten all about your dessert now, I have your undivided attention. You grasp my hand tighter which each cheeky little thing I say. Finally we get the bill, grab our coats and leave. We skip the walk we’d previously contemplated, as there is something more important we need to attend too. We head back too our room instead. We try to keep our cool as we walk through the lobby and up the stairs to our room, remaining as conservative as possible. I reach to put the key in the door. You force it forward as soon as I’ve removed it, pulling me in after you. You grab me and force me up against the wall roughly kiss me, your frustration is coming through quite clearly. Our tongues explore each other’s mouths; I can still taste the strawberry ice-cream. You let out a soft growl as you remove my jacket and turn me around. Pushing me up against the wall, you kiss my neck and shoulders from behind and feel my slender, toned body with your hands. You place my hands flat against the wall and continue to reach inside my dress and grab my breasts, using them to hold me against you as you kiss my neck and suck on my earlobes. I push my bum back, grinding against you. I can now feel exactly how excited you are. You turn me back around. Holding me, you direct me towards the dressing table where you sit me down on the surface top. You’re still kissing me but it’s less fierce and more passionate now. You push up my dress and rub your hands up and down my legs softly. I can feel myself getting more excited as your hands push further up my thighs. I undo your shirt as you feel me and kiss your chest slowly, tickling you with my tongue. I can feel the wetness in my knickers now. Suddenly you grab my hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking at you. With your other hand, you move my knickers to one side and gently rub your thumb over my clit. My eyes squeeze shut and a moan escapes my lips. You chuckle and pull my mouth to yours forcefully. This is exactly what you wanted, you love to tease me. You stand me up and drop to your knees pulling my knickers down with you as you go. You prop me back onto the edge of the dressing table, remove my shoes and place yourself between my legs. I can feel your hot breath on my pussy, you’re breathing me in. You then use your mouth to give me what I want. Slowly licking, sucking and kissing me whilst I run my fingers through your hair, encouraging you to carry on doing exactly what you're doing. Your tongue circles my clit over and over before dropping to gently lick under the hood. You know I love that. I’m in complete ecstasy at this point; my moaning gets increasingly louder as you intensify your hold on my clit. You introduce two fingers and slip them in and out ensuring to arch them enough to reach that special spot inside. I can feel myself almost on the edge. You switch things up and begin running your tongue up and down my pussy licking up my wetness. You then fuck me with your tongue whilst rubbing my clit with your fingers. Meanwhile I'm pulling on your hair, wanting your tongue deeper and deeper inside me. You can feel me begin to jerk so you return your tongue to my red hot button knowing this is it. You lick, suck and finger me hard until my legs begin to shake and you can feel my pussy clench tightly around your fingers. You keep this going, holding me in place with your strong hands. I let out a long hard moan; there is a huge grin on my face. You continue to lick up my juices even after my multiple orgasms have passed; you love the taste of me. You finally stand and your eyes meet mine, which are completely dazed. You hold and kiss me passionately, whispering between kisses that you want me to taste what you’ve just finished doing to me and telling me what you want to do to me next. In my head however, I’m thinking it’s about time I took control. I push you back unexpectedly. I stand and continue pushing you backwards until you stubble onto the bed. I sit astride you and look deep into your eyes. No words are needed. I’ve let you know that you’re in for a ‘rough ride.’
A bowl sits on my counter, tomatoes bright against the chopped greens through the clear glass. A pair of ruby red and white steaks lay on the sideboard, black and white speckles of salt and pepper dotting their surface, the beads of moisture on top revealing just how long they have waited. Staring at the clock, I blink back the dew that builds and threatens to spill over. “He’s always a little late,” my voice sounds loud in the empty room. I pad back and forth, adjusting the napkins, the table, and the settings. The half empty glass at the sideboard gets my attention with each lap, golden rum draining away in increasingly larger swallows. My toes shine bright pink as I stalk the room, a change from the emerald green they had been after your last visit. I had been sulky then too. You drew a smile from me by taking over my painting of those toes, carefully, tongue protruding a little in concentration. Your fingers had stroked the thin skin across my ankle, leaving me to squirm on my seat, ticklish as you well knew. Once I had lost my battle to keep a frown, you were quick to press the advantage until I was clinging to your shoulders, gasping, while you thrust deep into my warmth. Of course, after that you left again. The glitter of pink brings my gaze back to my toes. I tell myself you had to go; it’s your nature and your job. Knowing it doesn't stop the ache in my depths. Logic and emotions don’t mix. Flinging myself into the corner of the couch, my hair dances around me in a symphony of frustration. Even the cushions bounce a little with the violence of my movements. I curl those toes under me, digging into the upholstery. My fists press into my eyes. I haven’t actually heard from you, and there has been no real reason to expect you. Except, it is Friday again, and I know you are home. Typically, you show up at dinner time, to share the chores and fun that go with it. But still I am alone in the house. The chunks of tart cheese waver and dance as I stare at them with brimming eyes. ‘Should I go ahead, fix the meat? Eat? Or just go out?’ I plan for your appearance; it’s been an unspoken pact. But lately, I find I am not the priority I should be. Maybe, leaving the house and heading out to a bar is what I need. What you need to see. My fists push into my soggy eyes, turning my fingers black with smeared mascara. ‘You know what is going on. He just needs the time. Stop being so needy.’ The sound of boots on the stairs interrupts my stream of consciousness. I wipe at the smears of mascara, evidence of how these disappearances affect me, with fingers made clumsy by my haste and grab a nearby book, letting it fall open, unseen pages tumbling across my lap. ‘I’m not going to show him how worried I was. I’m not going to let him see how much I need him. I’m absolutely not going to give him that power. I will not…’ The door swings open and there you are. I can see you through the fringe of my lashes as I stay bent over my book. White socks, your boots now left by the door, dark jeans; why do you look so at home here? ‘I won’t go to him. Give him a taste of what it feels like to want.’ Useless thoughts. “Hey, baby, I’m here.” Surreptitious glances reveal lips curving the stubbly cheeks up. They crinkle the skin at the corners of his eyes into a smile, just like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. ‘Don’t look up. Don’t look up. Not yet.’ I drop the book to the couch, the corners of my lips smiling an answer, tension falling with an exhaled breath as I take you in. 'When did I start holding my breath? Must have been when I heard your boots. How many times have I imagined the sound only to realize it was my imagination?' Springing up from my seat in the corner of the couch, I wrap my arms around you. "Baby, I've missed you," I murmur against your chest, crisp linen against my cheek. The muscles there are hard, evidence of hard work and sweat. My fingers touch the same tautness in your back. The cotton over the skin of my back slides under your hands as your arms, finely lined with those muscles, pull me in, cocooning me in the heat of you. Inhaling, I soak in your scent, manly: soap, salt, and cologne. The heady mixture rushes through me, driving the heat before it. I feel the moisture start to flow, soaking into the center panel of my panties, as I flush, a heated excitement running up my neck. "Oh dear, you know that sometimes I can't be here." You stroke the skin of my back, fingers straying just under the edge of my shirt. I look up at you. Your dark hair curls along your face, framing those green flecked hazel eyes. A half smile tugs at my lips; you will leave, again, and I'll be frustrated, again. I know you need your space. I indulge you because I know that you will be back. Right now, that doesn't matter. Right now, you are here. My face pressed against your chest, your button on my nose. I clutch tight, drowning in your essence. I kiss you, soft lips touching easy at first; your eyes crinkle, smiling at me. I reach up to knot my fingers in your hair, dragging your mouth deeper to me, eyes closing. Our tongues touch and tangle, spicy rum tangling with the bitter beer you drink. Backing off, I look at you, fingers still snagged in your hair. My eyes roll down your shirt, where the triangle of tanned flesh glows against the white fabric at the neck. I trace my finger across the nape of your neck, then lean forward, and run my tongue across the soft skin that flutters with your pulse, tasting the sweat. The rasp of your roughened fingers leaves chills as it lifts the edges of my shirt, conditioned air blowing cool against my heated flesh. Teasing touches. Crossing my arms and yanking, I tug the shirt off over my head. Your eyes follow my movements, the pulse at your throat now jumping visibly. Standing there in my skirt and bra, just lilac lace covering the mounds that rise and fall as I breathe in short excited gasps. You bring your hands up, and touch them through the lace, the nipples hardening and standing out at your touch. I pick your shirt buttons open, one, then two. The creamy white collar falls open, revealing more tan skin. Now buttons three and four fall prey to my questing fingers. Dark hair curls there and I can’t resist the temptation. Your shirt is barely hanging on you now anyway. Leaving the rest, I run my hands across your chest, feeling the lines of your muscles under my fingertips. I explore with them, my lips joining to touch the soft plumpness on your hard flesh, drawing down the linen, to your belt. Fumbling with it, I struggle to unfasten the clasp. Your scent has left me clumsy. I'm an addict who just wants her next fix. I can't think save for the need of you. You twist my hard nubs, electrifying an ache straight to my core. I pull harder at your belt, sucking at my lower lip, biting it, as I wrinkle my nose in consternation. You cease kneading my lace clad breasts and push away my struggling hands. “Let me do that for you.” Your voice is low and smoldering as you unfasten the object of my frustration. I sigh and sink to my knees, tongue darting out to wet my lips with anticipation, and then look up at you. Your beautiful eyes focus on mine, and it is easy see that right now, there is nowhere you'd rather be than standing here in my living room. I know mine are showing you the same thing. Lust and need. I unzip your jeans with a dexterity that was missing mere moments ago. Protruding, encased in its cotton, is all the evidence I need to know how much you are looking forward to this as well. Your pants settle to your hips as I snare my fingers on your briefs and tug, pulling them and the snug jeans down your legs. The hair on your thighs is bristly against my fingertips as I trace my fingers along them to your slim hips, then around to the bundled muscle in the back. The satin skin of your cock gleams as it projects out from the trimmed curls. Exhaling, I lean close and breathe along it. Then lightly draw my tongue along the smooth surface. It jumps and twitches as if with a mind of its own as you let out a groan. I smile a little, enjoying the effect I am having on you. You pull my hair up in a handful, pieces of it escaping, dangling down to brush across my breasts. My lips circle your beautiful cock in a red O, lipstick bright against your skin as they slide down. That glossy skin slips over my wet tongue, hard ridge of the head pressing against the back of my throat. Your girth distends my cheeks. The urge to gag builds, and my shoulders hump as I swallow to work my way down farther. Gingerly pressing just a bit farther, I open my jaws wide to allow access before retreating back up the shaft, only to plunge down again. "Good girl," you breathe to me. I work, tongue and lips coordinating to stroke your shaft, pulling you deep in my wet mouth. Red stained lips puckering around you now, pressing tight, squeezing. They draw back and forth as I thrust your cock deep in my mouth, pulling as my head lifts, and then pressing against my teeth as I push down again. I am working hard to take you completely, but your length causes me to struggle, gag a little and catch my breath. It’s the best kind of struggle. I am straining, striving to fill that void. Saliva covers your shaft; each wet stroke sounds sloppy as I draw up and down your rock hard cock with those red lips. A drip leaks from the corner of my mouth and runs down under my lips. "That's my angel." Your hands are tight on my hair, holding it back out of my face. Bits of it that still stray dance and tickle along my back but most of its weight is massed in your fist. I turn my gaze from that gorgeous cock to your eyes. I smile at you, lips still tightly wrapped around your staff. Watching you, I push deep, taking you all the way. My eyes water with the effort, and if it weren't for those puckered straining lips I'd never make it, but I finally feel the base against them. I hold and work my tongue against the underside, stroking it. Backing off, I gasp quickly then return to stroking you. My hands on your ass stray. I bring one up under my skirt, working it under the scrap of intimate lace there. I am sopping wet, as I always am when you have me here. I got wet the moment I caught a hit of your scent, and now with you snarled in my hair and claiming my mouth, I am dripping. You fill me and surround me. I work my fingers at my button, stroking it as I stroke you. Oiled from my secretions, they slide easily across the swollen nub, teasing as I circle and rub. My weight rests on my out stretched toes with the muscle prominent across the top of my spread thighs. Tension runs through all the muscles, pulling me along, speeding me along. I push past my greedy button and pump a finger, then two, into my slit. Moaning with my mouth full, I am crammed full of you, stuffing my gluttonous holes. I hold tight to you with my remaining hand as I fuck myself at both ends, eagerly playing your dirty slut, your dirty girl. Your hands drag me along your shaft, setting the pace. The hands in my hair are not merely holding it back. Pushing and pulling, they bob my head up and down. The hand in my hair taking control is the straw that pushes me over the edge. I gasp, short desperate sucks for air that break the seal of my lips. The moan deep in my throat as I start to come rumbles, vibrating around you. Shoulders thrusting with my back’s arch, my knees sink to the floor. Clutching with the sole remaining hand on the clenched cheek of your butt, I suck you hard, pulling with my tongue, with my lips, with my throat. The tension runs through me. It’s radiating out from my core to my toes scrunching up, to make my lips press together in hard ridges as they advance and retreat along your shaft. The fingers buried in my pussy ratchet in and out, juice dripping over them onto the hardwood floors. My thumb rubs furiously at my clit as I churn at your knees, back arching and impaling that pocket deeper. "You like being my dirty girl." You pull harder on my hair, thrusting back against mouth, claiming it as yours. Burying deep into me, and then hauling back, you assault my ravenous mouth again and again. I sob my reply back, sloppy fingers making their way from inside my now flooded panties to gently stroke your nuggets, whose skin wrinkles and pulls tight with my touch, for these final strokes. I consume your cock, making it very clear I want you to fill me with your greatest gift. You spurt out, flooding my mouth with your cream. I swallow, devouring all but a small dribble that escapes the edge. But I scoop the drip with my finger, returning it to my mouth. Your cock twitches on my tongue and I am gentle now as I caress my lips on it, cleaning off the last of your seed. Your hands still hold my hair, but now they too are gentle, playing with the tangled strands. I hook my fingers under the elastic and stretch your drawers up and over your now drained and soft member, careful to not let go until it is clear, then letting them snap back against your waist. Standing, I pull your jeans back up over your hips and smile. "I love when you come for dinner..." ____ This story is only available on Lush. If you are reading it anywhere else, it has been stolen by scum who need to be strained from the pond. A very special Thank You to my very best "Bitch Eyes," Delphi
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She smiled. If only she had known that I had plans to tear apart her aunty mercilessly at the first given opportunity perhaps she would have killed me. Anyway we reached Vasco and as we got out of the hotel we found the uniformed chauffeur of the hotel carrying a placard “Mr. Lama and family “. What family?
One of the vital cog was missing. The hotel had thoughtfully sent a bouquet for each ladies and they squealed in delight on receiving it. After all they were receiving a G.M.’s family of another hotel. At other time I would have taken pride in the fact but today there was a void in my heart.
As we checked into our hotel rooms they squealed in delight as all the rooms were sea facing. Advantages of being a hotelier. But even the breathtaking view of the sea could not lift my spirit. They were like little kids and soon I was dragged to the beach along with them. The beach was teeming full with all kinds of I hired a canopy with 5 chairs and sat under it and ordered drinks for us men and mocktails for the ladies. Shina wanted to go deeper in the sea.
I forbade her from doing so because the high tides in the nights could be dangerous. I sat there hoping against hope that she would at least text me. No such luck and now the anger was being replaced by fear and frustration. Had it been any other occasion I would have flown back on the 1st flight but here I could think of no excuse.
I got up and on the pretext of going to the restroom and went far away from them. I called up the hotel and asked to be connected to the banquets. Ranjeet picked up the phone and I trying to sound casual asked if everything was alright. He replied everything was fine except that Pinky had not reported for work today also and even her cell was switched off.
Now where the heck was she and what was she upto? I was panicking. After a few talks of here and there I hung up. I came back to the table and sat down with my thoughts far away.
My wife perhaps read my expression and asked, “What happened honey. Is everything alright?
I: Nothing dear just trying to relax.
Just then my daughter’s cell and her face brightened on seeing the no. She jabbered away. Now again. no guessing who it was. What was happening was certainly turning me slowly into a maniac. Sure she loved my baby and I did not grudge her for that but what harm had I done her that she was avoiding me like this?
And just a few days back I meant the world to her and now I didn’t even exist. Soon enough even my wife was talking to her. This couldn’t be really be true. Just a few hours ago I was devising methods of punishing her but on the contrary it was I who was being punished. Was this her way of getting back at me for yesterday nights behaviour. Oh how I wanted to speak to her and apologise to her but she wasn’t even concerned about me.
I could have texted her my apology but then she had shut that no. and I could not ask for this new no. because I’d not shown much interest in her in their presence so what reason could I give. Do you get the dilemma I was in? In short this is how the entire trip of Goa went and she’d not even joined duty at the hotel. I just wanted to get back to Mumbai because I wanted to get to the root.
The evening before I received an sms and it was from HER. I was delighted.
I immediately opened it “Darling I know I’ve hurt you lot for the last few days but you are the only man I’ve ever loved and will love. Plz try to understand and also forgive me for what I’m doing. Luv u.”
Shit what did that mean? I immediately tried to call her but SWITCHED OFF. OH GOD WHAT WAS GOING ON ? That was one of the most impatient nights of my life. Well I think I would not delve in details about my mental trauma and leave it to your pure imagination.
As soon as we reached Mumbai I made an excuse and taking my car drove straight to her house and was shocked to know that they had shifted from there and nobody knew where. Now this stunned me. Now how was I going to find in such a huge city like Mumbai. Well disappointed I drove back home.
As I entered the house I found that Shina was again on the line with her and this time I was tempted to snatch the phone from her and yell in it “WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU SHIFTED and WHY ?” But doing that could have been disaster.
I poured myself a stiff drink and just sat there in total daze. Nothing I did could make me understand that why was my world falling around me like nine pins. Just a few days back everything was just about perfect and now I was staring at a dark tunnel. WHY??? WHY????? WHY??????????
Had I been alone I would have smashed the glass against the wall. I was getting paranoiac and as if my brains would burst out. I did not know but somewhere something was terribly wrong. The only consolation was that she was ok because at least she was calling my baby and this was the only assuring part. I was cursing the day I introduced Shina to Puno.
Yes she was fine and she was in constant touch with my baby but what crime had I committed that she was so deliberately avoiding me? {Can you think of any act of mine which could have purported such a response?}
Just then there was a buzz and again a text and it was her, “Honey I know you are worried to death for me but plz read your mail in the office tomorrow and you’ll know why? Honey whatever you may think about me after that. I don’t know what you’ll think of me but 1 thing is sure that I’ll always luv you from the core of my heart. Bye.”
I immediately called the no. Same result SWITCHED OFF. Now where was she leading me to and what kind of a mail had she sent me that she could not speak to me directly? Yes I did have an intimidating reputation but I’d never given her any reason to be scared of me, rather I used to be cautious while dealing with her making sure I never hurt her in anyway. And now she wants to communicate to me through Mail.
What a crap? Well what option did I have? She was in command and she was calling the shots. Was this the end of story?????????? Where would this lead me to? Too many questions………… but no answer that time.
My excitement, overconfidence, over zealousness, overnaveity, had been the reason behind the events unfolding and the way the story ended in the way it does. How? Just read on but as I write these lines it is not becoming any easy for me because the entire event is once again unfolding before and taking me to the exact painful past.
Well perhaps it was only because I seemed to have dozed off in the reclining chair on the balcony itself. I woke up to the 1st light day and the chirping of the birds. As I looked around I saw the glass lying on the floor and cigarette stubs lying all around. Shit what a mess? If any of the family members saw this I would have a lot of explanation to do and in this frame of mind I was not ready for such a scenario. So I quickly cleared up the mess and entered the bathroom and after relieving myself took a long cold bath but nothing seemed to soothe my nerves. I went to d kitchen and made myself a black coffee.
Believe me this narration is becoming really stressful and I’m feeling tempted to have a couple of drinks but unfortunately I’m sitting in my office and want to get over this painful load as soon as possible. One more thing I’ll keep her mail in the original format word to word and there will be no emotional display from me. But in between at places I’ll insert captions to take you in a rewind mode so that you can know where I’d goofed up or where I’d failed to take seriously the hints dropped by her.
I request you to put yourself in my place to get a better feel of the emotions I went through. In the end you’ll know how I behaved but would like to know what you would have done in such a bizarre scenario. Suspense is building up right?
So if you are tensed then you can well imagine the exact state of mind I was in at that given time. One more thing. After the conclusion if you find it hard to believe that there exists such a person or not exists that won’t make any difference but I would definitely consider it an insult to her a serious harm to our love.
With coffee in my hand I passed my daughter’s room. I peeped in and she was fast asleep and what a beauty she was turning out to be and my heart went out to her. After all she was in no way responsible for my predicament. Taking a deep breath I moved to our bedroom .
Sipping my coffee I looked at the wall clock it was 6:00 am. Normally I leave for office at 8:00 am but today I knew I would leave earlier because I wanted to get over with the worst as early as possible. So by 7:00 am I was driving away to the hotel and it was only then that I realized that before leaving I’d left my laptop in Sander’s custody and Sander comes to the office only by 10:00 am, a conventional 10 to 6 job. But I was running out of patience and could hardly wait.
There is a saying that time is virtue but it wasn’t applicable for me at present. So I called her on her cell {she answered in a sleepy voice} “Hello.”
Shit she was sleeping. No wonder she didn’t see my no. I have never ever called her up so early and if I did ever call her up it was only after she had left and only to ask about certain files. I was overcome with guilt and thought to myself was I disturbing other people’s life as well? But the damage had been done.
I: Sander its me, your boss.
Sander:{hurriedly } Gm sir! So sorry I didn’t realize it was you. Is every thing alright? How can I help you?
(I knew Sander secretly adored me and I quite enjoyed it but now was not the time for all that.)
I: Sander, I’m sorry to disturb you at this hour but I needed to know where could I find my laptop in the office? I’ve some urgent mail to attend to?
Sander: But Sir I’ve kept it in my locker and the keys are with me at home.
I:{sounding disappointed} Oh I see.
(Now only a miracle cud bring me my laptop before 10:00 am.”
Sander: Sir, if the work is very important then I can reach the office in an hour.
(There goes my doll. I told you she adored me.)
I: Really I would appreciate that. I’ll arrange for you to leave early.
Sander:That’s alright sir.
I:{in a grateful voice} I’ll remember this.
And I hung up. Now I was just a few minutes away from the hotel. So I drove my car at a snail’s pace. I drove to the driveway and stopped. The valet came and took my car to park. It was then that the realisation dawned me that for the 1st time in for yrs I would be in the hotel in the absence of Puno.
I wondered how I was going to cope with her absence? When she used to come to the hotel I could feel her fragrance in the air but now as I entered the hotel and deliberately sniffed the air I was woefully reminded of her absence. I with great deal of effort managed to hold back my tears.
As I walked passed the banquet office I glanced and there was an eery silence. It completely ripped my heart. Then and there I made a silent resolution that I would avoid this part of the hotel as much as I could.
I just walk past my crew without even bothering to acknowledge their wishes. It was perhaps the 1st time in my career and they would be talking about it. But who cared I just wanted to get my hands on the MAIL. I entered my office and sitting on my chair the first thing I did was call up Ranjeet. After the usual greetings I told him that since I was back he could have the luxury of taking the day off and after thanking him for standing in for me I hung up. The reality was that I did not want anyone around me who would remind me of her.
I knew if Ranjeet came to office then he was bound to bring up the topic of Puno and I didn’t want to discuss her with anybody till I knew what she was trying to communicate, through her THROUGH MAIL. My thoughts were broken down by a tap on the door and in came Sander with my my laptop in her hand.
Even in my present scenario I couldn’t help admiring her punctuality and thanked her so profusely that she actually blushed. Before she left I requested her to try and avoid as many calls and appointment as possible because I wanted to be left alone. Looking at me in surprise she reminded me that today was Sunday. I smiled rather sheepishly. She left with a smile. So you see understand the maniac that I’d become. I’d lost count of day and date.
Now time for the real part. I with trembling hands opened the laptop and switching it on went to the mail section. As I opened the in box I found that there hundreds of mails which needed answering but those would have to wait. I found the mail I was looking for with the subject “sorry but had no choice”. Now I’m going to present mail in the exact format with no emotions of mine involved but only short interruptions where necessary as I had mentioned earlier.
“Darling I love you very sincerely from the core of my heart and I sincerely apologise you for the agony I intentionally put you through but honey I’d no choice but to prepare you for this. But I admire the way you’ve borne all this so manfully. Now before I proceed my love I would like to request you to plz brace yourself for what I’ve to say. Plz be calm and compose and you’ll realize the meaning behind my words and action. I know my hubby is a very strong man who loves me like and THAT IS WHY I FIRMLY BELIEVE YOU WILL NOT BREAK THE FAITH and TRUST I PUT IN YOU.
Hubby, since I met you, you have given me all that a woman could ask for love, respect, pride and a great sense of security. In fact while the entire world around you holds you in high esteem and do not dare to cross your path you were always worried about me and my welfare and that made my chest swell with pride. I was just in paradise thinking that a wonderful person like you could luv and care for me so much. I never felt guilty that you had a wife because I’d purposely not tried to meet her or see her. I knew even if I loved her man but I never had desired to snatch him away.
I was living in a dream house with you as husband and me as wife. Every moment I spent with you was eternal bliss. You went out of the way to throw a security blanket over me. I’d learnt, what life was only after you came into my life. No I stand corrected rather it was I who forced myself into your life. It would not be wrong to say I sort of seduced you. This truth I mention because it is important for understanding what is to come. {Now do you understand why I chose this medium to speak to you? Here you cannot protest or argue but just hear me speak my heart in total freedom and speech} So my dear hubby life was never so good.
The only regret that I could not bear a child of ours from our relation. How I wished to feel your baby in my womb. Sometimes I was tempted to not be on pills but then I remembered my promise. I also knew that if I did get pregnant you are such a man that you would consider it an accident and would not disown it but fiercely protect but then how would you avoid the complications?
I love you much more than my life and funnily somewhere my heart had accepted your child as my child as well. Though I had not even met or even seen how she looked. But knowing you better than you I knew she had to be something special. Funnily my heart started to crave to meet her, talk to her, hug her and give her all the motherly love in my best possible way.
Now these cravings didn’t get any less by the day but I never mentioned this to you because I didn’t want to unnecessarily worry. You are too precious to me and always will be come what may and I mean every word I say. But what I do is because of necessity of the situation.
Then after so many years of craving I heard from you that Shina had come down for vacations. I was thrilled but apprehensive because of the pressure you were under with the New Year Eve’s preparations. So I did not pursue the matter. {Here hubby I need to add one thing and that is the theme party’s success credit goes to you only. Wow what convincing power. You would say it was teamwork but I would say it was a one man show.}
Then you gave me the most wonderful gift of my life. The news that you were bringing Shina for the party. I couldn’t have asked for more. Believe me at the party as you two entered the party, the whole hall was in awe of her and seriously speaking for a moment I was green with envy on seeing her with you. But suddenly the feelings changed to oh this my baby that was holding on to your arms. Our baby who I’d been craving for so long. I knew perhaps I could not have borne you such a beautiful baby. But that instant something inside me told me that she was attached to me in a strong way. I felt a strange. sense of bonding with her .
So instinctively I took her away from the crowd and wow what a girl she was, so innocent but clean at heart, so naive and simple but yet so mature. She had to be your blood no doubt about that. As I spoke to her I realized that her world revolved around her Pa. {Now I find that it is the best loving word in the world}.
Well though she didn’t say it in words I knew that she missed you a lot in her daily life. Now I was determined to bring her Pa closer to her at any cost. So I spoke to you in this regard but you defused the issue. But I was determined and you know how stubborn I can be.
Then I met didi with a lot of apprehension. But wow what a lady. I was amazed at her qualities. Wow so beautiful but not a trace of arrogance. So simple and unassuming in nature. Honest and trusting with no touch of fake. No wonder you’d fallen in love with her. THAT WAS THE 1ST TIME I FELT A TINGE OF GUILT IN MY HEART. Then in the house when she made me her sister something inside me snapped. My conscience told me that I had been in the wrong footing.
Here were two of the world’s most wonderful ladies I had ever met and I’d been cheating on them by having an affair with you. I felt a strange form of strong guilt overcome me. But then I consoled myself by the fact I’d not known them before. But I made a promise to myself that though I could not stop my feelings for you but the affair had to be stopped after all I would be cheating on my sister and daughter.
How could I? I knew I would have to talk to you in this regard soon. But you had other ideas. You wanted me to be a real part of the family and knowing you and your nature I knew what you meant by that and I panicked. I had just developed a beautiful relation and you were about to ruin everybody’s life. Being a woman I know its next to impossible to accept another woman in your man’s life.
Had you thought what effect it would have had on all’s life? The world of the to ladies who do not love you but adore you would have come tumbling down. And you hubby? What about you? Would you have been able to live happily with the guilt?
Would you be happy if they walked out of your like? Do you think I would be happy with you in this living with the guilt of it. No hubby I am surprised that you consider me so selfish. I had to take a decision and if you LOVE ME then you’ll not shed a tear or do anything foolish.
“WE SHALL NEVER MEET AGAIN”
I know it is going to be difficult for both of us but if we truly love each other then we have got to make this sacrifices. You have given me enough wonderful moments that the memories of those are enough to live by. Moreover we live in each other’s heart don’t we? I’ll always be in contact with our baby and that will give you an idea of my well being.
Do you know I was tempted to come to Goa for one night and make love with you without precaution on the hopes of having a baby of you and use it as a prop for the rest of my life? But I gave up the idea because I couldn’t be unfair and keep your baby away from you. And you have already given me a wonderful baby in the form of Shina that what more could I ask for?
My dear hubby don’t you worry about me because I’ve learnt a lot from you and that experience is enough to help me survive in this world. If it satisfies you then I promise you that it will be you only who I’ll turn to in case of any problem in life. Who else do I have? Now you plz do not hate me because I’ll live on the strength of your love only. Now there are going to be only two days in a year when my no. that you have will be active. One on your birthday when I would wish you and other on my birthday when I want you to wish me.
Before I sign off I want my hubby to follow certain rules mentioned below.
1> With your determination and love for me I know it will not be difficult for you to trace me BUT YOU’LL MAKE NO SUCH ATTEMPT or I’ll be hurt.
2> You will move back to your native place as soon as possible with your family.
3> You’ll take good care of our daughter and shower her with my share of the love.
4> This situation shouldn’t make you drink excessively .REMEMBER I’M ALIVE AS LONG AS YOU ARE
5> This is the last time we both are crying.
I know my hubby is the most wonderful man on this planet who loves me from the depth of my heart and as usual will not let me down. How I wish I was there to kiss off those tears flowing down my darling’s beautiful eyes. But what to do?
Har kisi ko mukkamal jahan nahi milta! Kabhi zameen to kabhi aasmaan nahi milta!!
Well darling it is time to say the final goodbye to the best hubby in the world. Thank you for the most wonderful four years of my life and for our wonderful baby. She will be my oxygen for the rest of my life.
I have always known my hubby to be a strong and understanding man and I’m sure he’ll not cry because he loves me sincerely. Remember I breathe as long as you don’t break my trust. Bye sweetheart take good care of every body.
Love you …. Love you …. Will always do so. I am sooo sooorrry. Bbyyee Mrs. Pinky Lama alias your Puno
I just sat there STUUUNNNEEDD Tears rolled down my cheeks and I was totally blank.{I’ll avoid the detailing of the painful emotions} There was no denying that she was absolutely right about the reactions from the ladies if I had told them about us. Perhaps I was lucky to have practiced restrain but it was only because of Puno’s weird behaviour at that given point of time. Otherwise I was so close.
How do you think the ladies would have reacted if I had told them about us? Would they have accepted her? Did she do the right thing? I would request you to kindly respond to this query.
Well coming back to the story. I was in a dilemma but I had to respect her decision as I always because that I loved her. So this explains my shifting base to another city. Today my daughter is a beauty of 19 years and has become my best friend. She is in her 12th standard and shares everything but not her conversations with Puno aunty which happens at least twice a day. Occasionally even my wife chips in. But I dare not talk to her.
In between she has visited this city twice and met our baby and this news she gave me on the rare occasions of our birthdays when we talk. But when I ponder back I see there are few questions that need to be addressed.
How Puno managed to avoid Shina from bringing her home is a mystery? But isn’t she herself a mystery. Another which is a suspense to me is why did my baby not mention her visits to me? Why had she suddenly stopped discussing her Puno aunty with me? Was she suspicious too? Did she get any whiff of our agreement or so?
But whatever it could be her bonding with her aunty and me wasn’t affected. In fact my angel has become very possessive of me and demands maximum of my time and attention. I make it a point to take off from on our respective birth days, drive to some secluded spot and talk to each other for hours. But I still do not know where Puno is and I dare no ask her or I might even lose this small privilege.
That’s the end and not the end as well as I’d mentioned earlier. I still carry a glimmer of hope in my heart. Am I wrong? I am honored that you have so patiently been all along with me in this journey. Puno’s birthday is around the corner. As per her self inflicted hiatus I can talk to her and wish her HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I hope to hear her welfare and would tell you how she is now.
If by any chance Puno is reading this story……….. Do not take any offense from the story as I still miss you……….. Allow me to see you also twice a year as my heart bleeds for you…. Maybe we can talk to Shina and Shahana about our relationship and work out something.
So friends that was the story. Plz empathize with me not sympathize and this has to clearly understood by the readers while responding at the end. And also advice me what should I do now.
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Well this story is about the wife of my friend. I had come to London for my MS and so did my friend. He went to India and got married and then came back to London alone. He was looking for a 1 bed house but because the rents were very high he decided to go for a 2 bed house and rent 1 bed to a girl. He couldn’t get any girls so he asked me if I could share house and I decided to help him out. We moved in and later on his wife arrived. We went to the airport to pick her and he introduced to her. She was very sweet looking girl.
She was fully wrapped up as it was winter and I could not have a sight of her assets. We went home had dinner and went to bed and everything was normal for few days. I then I had to do some night shifts at my job. Let me call the wife Rani and me raja for name sake. She was always in fully covered dresses and I could not get any glimpses of her assets but I did not have any such intentions at first anyways. One day I was back from work at around 8am and Rani was in the kitchen making tea and when I went in she offered me some tea. I said I would like some as I was very fond of tea and she said she was very fond of tea as well.
We had a nice tea and then I decided to take a bath but when I was about to go to the bath she asked me that she had to go to temple as she was getting late can she use the bathroom 1st. We had a common bathroom so she finished her bath and knocked my door to say she had finished. I had my bath and as I was about to go in my room she asked if I could accompany me to the temple as she was relatively new to the place. She was in her room and was talking to her from the lounge. We agreed to go and when she came out her in her sari and believes me she was gorgeous and I could not take my eyes of her.
She was very beautiful and in her sari she had revealed half of her assets. She asked me how she was looking and I said that it was nice as I did not want to say she is beautiful because she may take it in a wrong way. She said she is not very good at wearing the sari hence she was worried. I assured that she looks good. We went to the temple and I took every opportunity to gaze through the gap in the sari to watch her navel. She was very fair and hence I could see her navel very clearly and I also saw her boobs 2 or 3 times as she made sure to cover them with her hands so it was very difficult.
We came home and everything was normal again. I was now very much looking forward to see those glimpses of her boobs. We used to have tea together and then breakfast and the, I used to go to bed. Then we had lunch together and we used to talk quite a bit. Slowly we got closer and she also got used to the London way of life. She had brought some western clothes and one day when I came back from work I was making tea for myself as she was not awake and suddenly I heard her saying good morning can u make some tea for me. I said ok and when the tea was ready I called her and she walked in to the lounge.
Oh my god I whispered to myself. She had a pink t-short and black night pant on. Her shirt was very thin being a night shirt. It was hugging her body very tightly and I could see the shape of her boobs very clearly. She has put on a bra as well as it was visible as well. She was just talking to me as usual but I could not control myself and kept on looking at her boobs. 2 days later she was cleaning the lounge when I got up in the afternoon.
I went to the lounge and greeted her and offered help and she refused it. I was sitting on the sofa and talking to her and when she started cleaning the table she bent down and her boobs almost came out of her dress. It was a site to be seen!She had huge boobs and I just sat there looking at them she did not bother covering them and she also noticed me looking at her boobs. My cock was up and growing and wanted to hide it from her as it will be embarrassing if she notices it.
Well these things went on and one when my laptop broke and asked her for their laptop. I noticed they were watching porn sites as I went through their internet history. She asked me for the laptop as I was handed it over to her I took a chance and told her that there is lot of adult content on their laptop and it might be virus. She was surprised and asked me to remove the virus. I knew she did not have good knowledge of computers. I took mu chance and told her I well do it. She asked me to do it Asap as it’s a virus.
So we sat there at I started to work on the computer. I was fiddling with the computer so as to show her that I was trying to get rig of the virus. I then ran the antivirus and told her that I had identified the virus and told her I will finish it in my room but she insisted me to stay there. I told her that there was bad content but she said that’s ok. I then played a trick and told her that I will open the infected file and opened firefox and opened a porn site. When the site was open She saw that and said oh my god and started crying.
I said sorry and left the room and I was feeling for making her cry. Next day she asked me how the virus came to the laptop. I said that someone was watching the videos any there is always virus attached to their videos. She again started crying and I consoled her and she put her head on my shoulder and was crying uncontrollably. I make her some tea and told her that would she need a hug as it will comfort her. She hugged me and cried like a baby. She said she was very sad to see her husband was watching their porn site and when she asked him the previous night he slapped her.
Next day I had reached home early as it was their wedding anniversary and my friend had asked me to get home before he left to work. But by the time I came home he was gone. I wished Rani happy anniversary and asked her where he was. She suddenly burst in to tears and hugged me tightly. She said they had a row and he had not come home the previous night.
I was holding on to her for a one time as she was crying. She then told me that I was very good man. We sat on a sofa and were discussing about the problem and then she leaned on me and I put my arm across her. After a few seconds she caught hold of my hand on her shoulder and put it on her bood. I did not know what to do, for the next part please wait for my next post. Thanks
