…I tapped Suma lightly on the shoulder; she jumped a foot.
“Why, you scared me. Why do you have to come like a ghost?” She admonished me. I told her I didn’t mean to and asked her why she was so jumpy. She evaded, and we finished breakfast in silence, each lost in our own thoughts. She finished her bath, pooja, and preparation of lunch in record time. I noticed she was watching the clock frequently.
Then, on the dot after 2 hours, the doorbell chimed. I put on a see-through banian which showed contours of muscles and tracksuit, and knew Jaya would be the visitor. Suma opened the door, and Jaya came in like a whirlwind, hugged Suma, and did not notice my presence, and asked her.
“Why are you hushing me? What do you mean, keep quiet?” Then she saw me.
“How are you, Jaya? Long time no see,” I smiled and wished her. She was taken aback and recovered fast. She adjusted her pallu rather on the pretext of concealing, but gave me a glorious view of her ample cleavage and swell of boobs. I felt my cock straining in a tracksuit.
“ Oh, I am fine. But why are you at home? Normally, you are at the gym for most of your waking hours?” she asked me.
“ Today, there is an India-Pakistan match, I will never miss it for anything. You can do your gossiping here. I will not disturb you with the TV volume. I will use headphones, and don’t worry, you can not disturb me. Only an earthquake can move me from the sofa, and even if Madonna sings in this hall, I will listen to only cricket commentary.” Saying this, I settled down on the sofa, switched on the TV, and put on the headphones.
Both ladies sat in dining chairs.
“ What is wrong with the male species? Vikas was listening to music while cleaning my pussy, and he was listening to cricket commentary when two hot ladies were gossiping. If there is a whiff of excitement, we would run up a hill to eavesdrop,” Jaya said, perplexed.
“We should not complain but be grateful for that. Ok. Continue with your story,” Suma leaned forward excitedly.
For the first time in my life, the India-Pakistan match did not interest me. Though my eyes were glued to the screen, my ears and attention were riveted to Jaya’s voice. My exceptional Doolittle skill had enhanced hearing ability, also included in the package. I can hear even the faintest whispers. So, though Jaya thought she was talking in a subdued voice, I could hear clearly even with headphones on, of course, with TV mute also on……..
Jaya’s story
…………………. So, we went to Delhi, and 4 sum with Rajesh and Pramila never happened. The only positive outcome was that I got the address of the boutique where she got her sexy blouses stitched and stocked myself well before going to Delhi. Those blouses had all men salivating, and women turning green with jealousy.
“Was it the same tailor who took my measurements?” Suma whispered.
“No, that time only an old lady was there. This fellow must be her grandson. Anyway, let me continue my story,” Jaya replied and continued.
In Delhi, the company gave us a spacious flat, and the kids simply loved their school and made many friends in the flats. The best thing was watchman’s wife was an excellent caretaker, we could leave the kids and the home in her hands. There were many parties and get-together events, and I was forced to socialize. Initially, I used to sit aloof when all the ladies would dance with other husbands. I began to boil when I saw Vikas was gobbled up by ladies for dance and would press tits and crotch like glue to him….and I saw him squeeze buttocks and tits. You know, I was always a graceful dancer.
Just to spite him, I accepted a dance proposal from Vikas’s assistant Raghu, since I saw Vikas was dancing very intimately with Raghu’s wife Deepa. Raghu was very decent, kept his distance, and he made his brushing of elbow on my tits and rubbing of cock on my thigh look accidental and not intentional. Throughout, he was complimenting my shape, figure, and how well I maintained myself.
I kept my eye on Vikas and was scandalized to see him maneuver Deepa behind a clump of trees and, through the opening in the branches, saw him squeeze her tits. I was so angry I hugged Raghu hard, pressing my boobs on his chest. All males are alike; you give them a little finger, and they gobble up the entire hand. Within seconds, Raghu was all over me like an octopus, squeezing my tits, buttocks, and rubbing his cock in my crotch. I could have pushed him, but I wanted Vikas to watch. I have to admit, my pussy started oozing.
When we were driving back, Vikas asked me if I enjoyed the party. I kept silent. That night, he again brought up the topic of swapping. He said we will be choosy, select like-minded decent couples carefully. I began to melt, and he used the same technique that Mohan used on Laxmi. He licked my pussy, pushed me over the brink, then, when I was waiting for his dick to enter my screaming pussy, he started tapping his dick on pussy lips and rubbing his moist dick head around pussy lips and kept insisting on “Yes” for an answer.
I shouted at him,” OK, yes…now shove it in”.He shoved and banged me hard and fast, no doubt imagining Deepa. I was flowing by buckets, since I was also turned on by the way Raghu’s hot cock felt on my thigh. When he finally filled my pussy with a hot jet, he lay on top of me, panting. When I pushed him to go to the bathroom, he was still smiling happily.
When I was dozing off, he told me, “Jaya, I will prod Raghu and see if they are ready for 4 sum.”
I was immediately wide awake. “You are not serious, are you? What if he is a sadist and a sodomist?
No way, please give me some more time, “ I pleaded.
“Don’t worry. I will be present. If he hurts you in any way, I will kill him. OK? Now go to sleep,” he hugged me and was snoring in a few seconds. I lay there in the dark, biting my nails nervously.
The next day, I called him at 9 pm on his mobile. He works late sometimes, but usually, on Fridays, he is home early. He answered and told me that he had started from the office and was at Raghu’s home. He would be home soon. I was about to disconnect when a female voice in the background attracted my attention. Evidently, Vikas had forgotten to disconnect and left the mobile on. I listened attentively.
“ But, Raghu, it can’t be. Jaya’s tits are more shapely, I admit, but mine are bigger.” Deepa was saying.
“He is the husband. Won’t he know the size of his wife’s boobs?” Raghu was saying.
“Do you think she suspects anything? ” There was worry in Vikas’s voice.
“Why would she ?” Raghu asked.
“Deepa was not slowing down; she kept on jumping all the while I was talking. My voice could have been breaking,” Vikas said.
“Sir, stop worrying and start enjoying. Deepa, why are you riding him? He was banging you nicely.” Raghu asked his wife.
“ You know, Vikas has so much hair on his forearms, on his chest. Even when he buttons up, he can’t hide his thick growth. I always wondered how thick his pubic hair would be. I want to feel the thick cushion of his bush on my pussy lips when I come down heavily on him. Oh……….it’s heavenly…..Vikas, why are you shy? Squeeze harder…. Raghu..can you tickle my clit…..please…..oh…oh….I am coming…” Deepa was screaming.
Then there was rustle of bed sheets, I could very well imagine Vikas was taking Deepa doggy style. He always feels he can bang with full impact and wants to cum that way. There was a lot of moaning and grunting going on. Finally, long sighs and deep breathing…….. I disconnected.
I was pacing like an enraged Tigress in a cage when he returned. He tried to hug and kiss me, but I pushed him away. He was puzzled. “What is the matter?” he asked.
“Where were you?” I asked him. My voice could have cut steel into ribbons.
“I told you. I went to Raghu’s house to discuss certain project work. He realized somehow he had goofed up.
“ With your cock in his wife’s pussy?” I shouted.
“How did you know?” he blurted out and clutched his forehead. “Oh, God, I didn’t disconnect.”
“So?” I asked him like a principal. He sighed, “Ok. Let me take a shower. While having dinner, I will tell you,” he said and went to the bathroom.
As we were having dinner, he told me how it happened. He went to Raghu’s house and was hesitating about how to open the topic when Deepa shocked him by saying that Raghu was going nuts about Jaya and wants to bang her, and she wouldn’t mind offering herself to Vikas if he was interested.
Vikas says he felt as if a heavy object fell on his head. He started stuttering when Raghu admonished his wife and asked Vikas to talk to his wife and let them know. Vikas grabbed the opportunity and told them that he came to talk about the same thing and that I was also interested. Raghu and Deepa shrieked, hugged, and danced.
When they were discussing modus operandi, suddenly Deepa got up, went to Pooja's room, and brought a Panchangam. She checked for an auspicious moment, made some calculations on her fingers, and exclaimed, “ My God, only forty-five minutes left. After that, durmuhurtam starts, very inauspicious. For the next 2 weeks, there is no good muhurtam.”
Vikas looked at his watch and said that it would be impossible for Jaya to come there or for them to go to our house.
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