Life is not straight line – Part 4

Hello, everyone. I encourage you to read the previous parts to understand the story better. This is based on real events, not fiction.

Continuing: My husband, Amar, urged me to remove my panties. Despite my hesitation, I did so, placing them on the car seat. Though uneasy, I was determined to proceed with our plan to visit the hotel.

There, Amar’s senior colleagues, including Shilpa, were gathered, drinking and smoking. They greeted us as we arrived. I held onto Amar’s arm, aware of their gazes. I was asserting my presence despite my discomfort. I sat across from Shilpa, my legs trembling slightly.

She confidently wore a sleeveless red top that showcased her cleavage and sipped her vodka. I could feel her intense focus on me, which made me uncomfortable. I couldn’t shift my head to the sides. She was directly in my line of sight.

The bar’s seating arrangement was circular and lacked personal space. I scanned the dining area. I noticed that it was mostly filled with inebriated men, leaving Shilpa and me as the only women. This dynamic added to the pressure of the moment.

The dining area was thick with cigarette smoke. My husband’s colleagues were crossing the line with their inappropriate comments and flirting while indulging in alcohol. I felt uncomfortable and confidently held my husband’s arm. I was making it clear that I was not okay with the situation.

The man beside me began to rub his shoulder against mine, which was unacceptable. Around the table, others were making bold comments like, “Amar! Your wife is stunning! She’s sexy. You might have a sleepless night with her.” I noticed Amar blushing at their remarks.

Shilpa decided to invade my space by touching my feet with hers under the table. Initially, I thought it was an accidental brush. But it quickly became clear that her intentions were deliberate as her foot began to explore my bare legs.
Despite wearing a saree, she managed to make her way up my skin.

Our eyes met as a charged silence hung between us, and she continued moving her foot further under the table. Now, her foot was resting on my thigh—easy for her to reach at 5’9″ while I stood at 5’1″. I was aware of what was happening and was ready to assert myself in this situation.

Her feet easily reached my thigh, and she started to rub my thigh softly with her feet. It was my weak point, and she made my pussy wet. She moved her feet further while sipping the vodka and started to rub my thigh just a few inches far my pussy. I almost lost control, but I managed to drop her feet on the floor.

Shilpa became angry as soon as I did, but her lustful eyes and cunning smile added spice to my pussy. I firmly told my husband it was time to go, but he seemed resistant. Shilpa’s warm touch on my thigh ignited a strong response in me.

My husband struggled to understand my perspective. I leaned in and confidently told him, “I’m leaving now.” With purpose in my stride, I walked out of the dining room, leaving the chatter and clinking of cutlery behind. I stepped outside, and the gentle evening breeze wrapped around me.

It brings with it a refreshing sense of freedom. The soft rustle of leaves. The faint glow of the setting sun made me feel both exhilarated and alive, igniting a sense of happiness and a spark of desire within me.

After a few seconds, my husband came and hugged me from behind. His hands were around my bare waist, providing warmth to me. I was horny, and I started kissing him while he hugged me from behind. We shared a kiss outside for a while before heading to the car parking area.

We had a passionate lip kiss in the parking area. My hubby opened the back door of the car. He pushed me in the back seat and kissed my waist. Then he moved his hand on my thighs while kissing my lips. He rubbed my thighs softly, and slowly, he placed his palm on my pussy.

Hubby: Prachi! Why are you wet?

Me: That Shilpa! She is a bitch.

Hubby: But why are you wet?

He pressed my pussy softly.

Me: Ahh! Amar! Don’t make me wet. I am very horny.

Hubby: Bitch! Why are you wet? Was it because you were not wearing pants?

Me: No, Dear.

Hubby: Then?

Me: Shilpa touched my pussy with her feet under the table. She is a big bitch, let’s go home.

Hubby: I always have a fantasy. Fuck with her. Fulfil my fantasy today.

Me: Stop joking. She is a bitch.

Then, he removed his hand from my pussy and started to unhook my blouse. Then he removed my bra hooks and my bra. I was topless in the car, and hubby was biting my nipples slowly and softly. Uff! Fuck, it was semi-nude in parking, and I never thought of it.

But I loved it. I was in the mood and cooperating with hubby in the car. I was requesting him to lick my pussy. He turned me in a doggy position and licked my ass in the car. I was happy and turned on as I had never done this in the car. I was wet and asked him to fuck me.

But he put my blouse back and adjusted the saree. He put on my blouse and asked me to visit the dining area again without a bra. It was a surprise ask from hubby.

Me: I can’t go like this without a bra. No Amar.

Hubby: Let’s go. Today is the day to fulfil my fantasy.

Me: Amar! Are you mad? Without a bra? I can’t do that. My boobs are exposed.

Hubby: Nothing wrong. Let’s go.

Me: Please, don’t make me a slut girl.

Hubby: You can do it. Please. It helps me get a salary increment and promotion.

Me: It’s not fair. We have enough money.

Hubby: Don’t take me wrong. It’s my fantasy, also.

Me: No, Amar. Shilpa is a real slut. She is dangerous.

He offered me a warm embrace and kindly encouraged me to join him in the dining area without wearing a bra and panties.  I recognised that this choice could be seen as unconventional. But I decided to trust his perspective and followed through.

Dressed in my yellow saree and blouse, I entered the dining hall, aware that my decision might attract some attention from those around me. I was nervous and requested that hubby reconsider his decision before I sat with his office colleagues. His response was not changed.

I was not happy to accompany him without wearing a bra and panties. My sixth sense was throwing an alert of bad things. But still, I followed the hubby’s instructions and sat in front of Shilpa.

She noticed my erect nipples as it’s clearly seen over my blouse. I was horny as well. Amar ignited me in the car by licking my treasure and left me horny. Shilpa’s sight was on my boobs, and quickly, I ordered dinner to escape from her sight.

While having dinner, she stood behind me and put her arms on my shoulders from behind. She was talking to my hubby while her hands were moving around my shoulder from behind. Later, she moved her hand on my cheeks and ears, too.

Her light massage adds spice to my sexual feelings, which is unusual for me. I finished my dinner and headed to the washroom to wash my hands. The washroom is located outside and a little distance from the dining area. While I was washing my hands, I noticed Shilpa in the washroom.

She was holding a 30ml bottle of vodka and looking in the washbasin mirror. After she finished the vodka on the rocks, she closed the door to the women’s washroom. I was watching her through the reflection in the mirror, and my heart began to race the moment she closed the door.

The soft click echoed in the quiet room, heightening my anticipation. She slowly removed her top, revealing a stylish bra that contrasted against her skin, and then she slipped into a pair of comfortable shorts. As I took in the scene, a wave of shyness washed over me.

It was making it difficult to maintain my composure in her presence. I felt my cheeks flush as I realised the intimate nature of the moment we were sharing.

Shilpa: Prachi! Do you want to see me without clothes?

I nodded my head without knowing, and she removed her bra. Then she takes off her shorts along with her panties. She was standing nude in front of me in the washroom. It was the first time I saw a girl in the nude. My heartbeat was high, and my hands started to shake.

She reached for me and pushed me towards the wall. Shilpa was trying for a liplock, but I was not supporting her. Our lips were touching each other, but I was not allowing her a French kiss. I was trying to escape from her, but she was strong. I don’t see any way to escape from her.

Finally, I said No to her with a horny voice, but my voice attracted her

Shilpa: Come on, Prachi! Let’s kiss

Me: No!

Shilpa: I removed my clothes for you, darling. Am I not sexy?

Me: Her index finger rubbed my cheek, and I nodded my head.

Shilpa: Do you like my boobs?

I didn’t respond, and my heartbeat was very high at that time. She kissed my forehead. She put one hand on her buttock and another hand on her thigh. She started to rub my thighs with her index finger, drawing circles on my thighs.

It was difficult to resist, even though she was rubbing my thighs over my saree. In return, I started to rub her buttocks and thighs. At the same time, she brings her lips close to my lips. Her boobs were touched to my body, and I lost my resistance and closed my eyes.

She touched my lips with hers smoothly, and I allowed her a French kiss. Umm! Ahh, it was an awesome kiss from her. Our tongues got twisted, and I started to rub her buttocks while kissing her. Further, I moved my finger towards her pussy and touched her pussy.

Shilpa became more aggressive once my finger touched her pussy. Her kiss became so passionate, and I raised one leg while we were kissing. She stopped the kiss after some time, but I wanted her to kiss me and do something with my body.

She started to smell my cheeks and neck. Then slowly, she moved to my ear and gently bit my earlobe, and she brought her boobs near to my lips. I don’t know what was happening to me during that time. I started to suck her erect brown nipples softly.

Later, Shilpa dropped my pallu and kissed my neck. It was an aggressive kiss from her, and she removed my blouse hooks and blouse. I was not wearing a bra, and she touched both my boobs with her hands and rubbed it. Later, she hugged me and ensured that her nipples and my nipples were rubbed during the hug.

I was slightly moaning like ahh aww and closed my eyes. She removed my saree and petticoat from my body. I was nude in the washroom with a lady I had never thought of in my life. She makes me lay on the floor and suck my both boobs slowly.

I was moaning slowly, and she moved my legs widely. After that, she was rubbing her pussy with my pussy. Initially, Shilpa struggled to rub. Later, we were both in sync, and I couldn’t control my soft moans. I was like, ahh, awww, and supporting her to form a perfect rhythm.

Our lips were connected again for a wild kiss, and Shilpa was rubbing my pussy with her at a good pace. I was happy, and she stopped it. I felt sad and asked her to continue. She smiled and pushed her index finger into my pussy.

She didn’t stop with that, she put her middle finger in my ass hole. It’s dirty, but I love it and moan softly. After that, she bit my nipples and thrust her finger in my holes slowly. Ahh! Awww! Shilpa is a real bitch and turning me into a lesbian.

After some time, she stopped it and moved my legs wider, and didn’t hesitate to kiss my pussy. Her kiss on my pussy takes me to a different world. I was horny and didn’t stop her. I started to massage her scalp with one hand, and with the other hand, I was rubbing my nipple.

She didn’t stop with the kiss, uhh! Aw, her tongue moved over my pussy and that brought the goosebumps. She is a good kisser and sucker. She knew my weak points and made me moan in the washroom. I was moaning like,  “Shilpa, ahh, awww. Don’t stop.”

She was sucking and licking my pussy, and I cum on her. After that, she asked me to stand at the corner of the room. Shilpa wanted to lick my pussy and ass in a standing doggy position. I moved to the corner of the washroom. She was heavily drunk.

She slipped off while walking in the washroom. It hurt her elbow when she fell, and it was the end of the journey. I wore my clothes back, and I put her clothes on her body. I took her outside and called her driver. Shilpa was uncomfortable, and it was painful to her.

But I was horny and left the place with hubby. I was holding hubby’s dick while he was driving home. I forced him to buy Viagra pills as I wanted to have wild sex from him. I told him that Shilpa licked my pussy in the washroom, and hubby’s response was happy.

We had a dirty conversation and reached home. I took my pants and bra from the car and held them in my hand. Hubby and I reached out to the lift and waited for it to reach the ground floor. While I was waiting for the lift, hubby pressed my boobs over the saree.

Due to that, my bra and panties slipped from my hands. At that same time, my Tenant came to that place and saw my bra and panties on the floor. I quickly bent down to pick up my undergarments from the floor. In the process, my pallu was down, and he saw my boobs.

Fuck! It was not my intention to show my melons to him, but his dick was raised over his pants. I quickly moved to the lift along with hubby and closed the lift without inviting the Tenant. I was nervous and feeling bad about that incident.

But my hubby was saying, ” Did you see his boner when your pallu was down?”

Me: Yes.

Hubby: His dick became hard at lightning speed. Me: I should have covered my pallu. It’s all because of you.

We both entered the house and asked hubby to fuck me. I removed his shirt and pants. He removed my saree and kissed my neck. Soon, I was nude and pushed onto the bed. Hubby was kissing my neck and cheeks and not showing any intent to fuck me.

I was horny and asking him to push his dick inside my pussy, but he was taking the Tenant’s name on the bed.

Hubby: Prachi! What do you think about the Tenant Dick?

Me: Forgot about it. Please fuck me. I want fuck.

Hubby: Why are you so desperate?

Me: Shilpa! She Kissed my pussy, Amar. Fuck me

Hubby: Rubbing my thighs and said, Prachi! I wanted to see live sex.

Me: Live sex?

Hubby: Yes, it can happen.

Me: How?

Hubby: You visit the Tenant’s house. I will watch it from here.

Me: But you uninstalled the camera from his bedroom.

Hubby: No, I didn’t.

Me: He is young, and I can’t go to his place

Hubby: But he has a big dick. Right?

Me: Yes.

Hubby: You love his dick.

Me: Yes, it’s hard.

Hubby: Then enjoy with him. Just keep the lights on in his bedroom.

Me: It’s not correct

Hubby: Can’t you fulfil my wish?

Me: I will.

Then he kissed my forehead and gave me a nightdress. I wore a nighty, but again, my heart did not accept me visiting the Tenant’s place.

At the same time, I was horny, and hubby forced me to break my ethics. I supported my hubby’s decision and left my place to fuck with Tenant.

This was another mistake, and the story continues in the next chapter.

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