Me And My Mallu Hotwife Ajitha – Part 2 (Our Initial Explorations)

This is the 2nd story in a series. If you haven’t read the first one, please read it first.

As mentioned in the previous part, I saw my mallu wife standing at the door of her lover’s hotel room. I was watching from the other end of the corridor. The door might have opened and she started her playful giggling laugh. Then a hand stretched out and pulled her in.

I stood for a moment there, don’t know why. Then I just turned back and got into the lift. But suddenly, I got conscious as someone in the lobby or the reception might have noticed me coming in with my wife. And, if they noticed me again going out alone, they might guess something fishy.

So, after reaching the ground floor, instead of going to the lobby, I straightaway went to the restaurant of the hotel from the inside door of the corridor. Then I tried to act as casual as possible, especially not to make any eye contact with anyone. I was afraid because I might come across someone I know.

I had a coffee and sandwich at the restaurant and then came out through the lobby. Anyway, that was the only way out. Again, I tried to make no eye contact with anyone. Even I didn’t look in the direction of the reception.

I had been to that hotel a few times before with my office colleagues and friends. I knew there could be chances that I might come across someone I know. Surely I might be able to tell them some other valid reason to be there. But still, must say, it made me feel so wimpish then. I felt like a walk of shame.

Somehow, I managed to get out from there and reach the parking lot without making eye contact with anyone. Then I paid some tip to the parking guy. While thanking me his heart out for the tip, he asked with all his genuineness-

Parking guy: Sir, you came to drop madam for the meeting?

I stuttered: Meeting..? Which? Oh ya, yes, yes. She needed to attend that and I’ve come to drop her off.

That was when I realized there was some function of some company going on there in the main hall of that hotel.

Then I told him: I will come and pick her up when it’s over. I tried to cover up my utter embarrassment with a fake smile and got in my car.

I thought why did I tell him that and that wasn’t necessary. Did I overdo it? Damn, I didn’t look at him again and just drove out of there.

While driving back home, the scenes of the evening played back in my head. The scenes made me feel like, I was such a cuckold. No complaints. I knew that was not a lie. And it didn’t matter. What mattered was she loved me and loved whatever I was for her.

Then I got back home and after some evening chores, got on to our bed. But obviously, it wasn’t easy to get some sleep. So I decided to switch on the laptop. Then I started browsing some of our old pics. Then my phone rang. It was her.

When I picked up the phone, I heard my mallu wife’s playful giggles first.

She asked: Hubby dear, had dinner?

Me: You know, you are such a tease? Don’t you?

Her: Well, I know what you like.

The playfulness in her voice can kill you smoothly. But I am pretty much up to the game too.

Me: So tigress. where’s he?

Her: He, who?

Me: Ok-ok. You wanna play? Where is your lover babe?

Her: Hubby dear, my lover is in the bathroom.

Me: So sad of him. Why is he alone? You don’t wanna join?

Her: Who says I don’t wanna join? What would I do alone in the bed fully nude? Just felt like calling you up, to say good night.

Somewhere between those teasing lines, she could still touch my heart. I love her so much for that.

Me: Goodnight princess. You are my love.

Her: By the way, the idli-chutney and all are there in the fridge. You don’t need to cook the breakfast, just warm it up.

Me: Ok dear, got it.

Her: Now say you love me, again.

Me: I love you.

Her: I love you. I really do. And you know that.

Me: Hey I do. Now, don’t make me miss you too much.

Her: I don’t want to lose any more time either haha. Got to join my lover in the shower. Good night dear, I will send you a quick pic. Good night.

Me: Good night.

A minute after she disconnected the call. Then I received a pic from her on WhatsApp. As she told me, she was fully nude on the bed. Some of his clothes and hers were laying all over besides. She had his brief casually spread on her boobs. Had a message after the pic saying-

Her: Hubby dear, see how slutty your wife is for her lover.

God, she’s the best lover, best wife, best porn star for me, forever. I just replied you’re the best, my love, enjoy.

After the call, I moved back to my laptop. I opened up some old folders. Those were pics of us not long after our marriage. After scrolling over the casual romantic ones, I moved on to the kinky ones.

There was this one when she was inside our car. The car was parked on the side of a highway. She was smiling at the camera. And was so cute and sexy at the same time. She was always playful. She had her shirt fully open and spread wide, giving ample view of her breasts.

I could see her bra loosely pulled down to her belly. Then I remembered that trip. We were on a trip to Bangalore. We got vast stretches of sort of barren highway. I had to urge her quite a lot to pose that way. She was curious and excited, but shy as well. But she wanted to try it.

I knew her so well even then. I knew she wanted to do it. Then I just encouraged her with sweet words. And little by little, with her playfulness, she dared to forgo her modesty before the camera for the first time.

And once she did that, I knew she could go further. Or rather, she would enjoy it if I could make her go further. Then I told her-

Me: You look so sexy.

Her: Ya ya. now that’s enough.

Me: You look not just sexy. You look so horny too.

Her: Do I?

Me: You are damn horny now, aren’t you?

Her: I don’t know, maybe.

Me: I know you would love to enjoy your horniness.

Her: I don’t know. I mean, I am not sure.

Me: Just go with the flow. Trust me, you’ll love it.

Then she just looked at me. That time, I knew she was so horny and vulnerable. I loved to see her that way. She looked so glorious that way. Some vehicles were passing by us, but it didn’t bother us much. As we were parked some 20 meters away from the road towards the side.

I could see in her eyes that she was loving the moment, being so able to express her sexuality before me.

Then I told her: I want you to enjoy it. I love to see your horniness. Saying that I touched her right thigh over her skirt and started caressing there.

Me: I want you to get fully nude now.

Her: No, not now.

Me: But you want to do it, right?

Her: You are making me horny.

Me: I want you to be horny. Think of it, this is a golden chance to be such a naughty gal. Don’t you want to be fully nude by the side of this highway? Won’t you like to feel it?

Her: Yes.

Me: Then get rid of your skirt.

With some hesitation, she took off her skirt looking around. The next in the laptop was her in that position. Her shirt was open and her bra hanging loose below her breasts. Her skirt was in her hand and she had a jockey panty on her.

Me: Now, threw that skirt to the back seat.

Her: What if someone else comes near?

Me: Look, no one is near. If some other vehicle comes this way. I’ll just start the car and we’ll move on. Throw it to the back seat tigress and show me how horny are you.

Then she threw her skirt to the back seat. She looked at me and gave me that look and asked-

Her: How horny I look?

I asked her: You want to be my bad girl, don’t you?

Her: Yes.

Me: Then be my bad girl. Naughty, horny, slutty girl. I love all your horniness. Tell me you’re my bad girl.

Her: I am your bad girl.

Me: Now, get rid of the remaining pieces of clothes and show me how horny my bad girl is.

My wife then looked at me and took off her shirt fully and threw it to the back seat. That was the next pic. She was looking at the camera in all her horny glory putting the shirt to the back seat. The next picture was her taking off her bra. The next picture showed her sitting just in her panty, looking straight.

She was looking around to confirm no one was nearby. The next picture showed her fully nude, looking at the cam, holding her panty with her fingers in one hand.

After she had thrown that piece of clothing to the back seat, I reached out and opened the door on her side and pushed it wide open. It was some small bushy plants nearby and beyond that open farmland. She didn’t resist. Then she just sat on that front seat fully nude.

I knew she loved being so vulnerable and the freedom of expressing her sexuality before me without the fear of being judged.

Then I moved on and kissed her cheeks and said-

Me: I love you.

Then she turned towards me, grabbed me by my hair and kissed me on my lips. We sucked each other for a few minutes. Don’t know what could’ve happened if someone had come near us at that time. We both totally got lost in the moment.

Then I licked her face, neck and breasts vigorously. She was trying to hug me tight. I wanted her to feel the entire pleasure. Then I started fingering her while kissing her and sucking and licking her breasts, lips, face and all around. We were both like animals.

It didn’t take me much time to finger her to orgasm that way. I was not finished yet. But she was exhausted, out of the physical as well as sudden emotional upsurges of our unplanned sexual adventure. It just happened out of the connection we had.

We had never discussed something like that before. And I knew I loved her so much then and she loved me too. And, we didn’t have to say anything to each other to let the other know that.

The last pic in that folder was she sitting there in the front seat fully nude. She was in a shabby state, smiling at the cam, tired, but playful. As if saying I was so naughty, but thank you.

Then I kissed her forehead with all my love. I smiled and told her-

Me: You can get dressed as and when you feel like it.

Then closed the door on her side and started to drive again. We still had some 5 hours to Bangalore.

Those memories brought me a smile. I closed the laptop. Thought of going to the bathroom to relieve me and then have asleep. Meanwhile, I knew, her lover won’t be letting her sleep so soon. Nor would she want to sleep.

To be continued.

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