Confessions of a sexy wife – Part 1

I woke up with a kiss, a kiss so soft and sweet. It was my husband. I could feel him all over me. We sleep naked almost every night. He turned towards me, and I could feel his dick on my thighs. I understood what he was trying to do. Before I could say anything, he mounted me and slid his dick into me. “Aaaaaaahhhh…” I muffled. I was already wet, and my pussy accommodated his dick welcomingly. He started with slow strokes. I like it when he does that.

I wrapped my legs around him and started enjoying the pleasure, whispering into his ear, “You just did it last night.” He replied, “Just trying to complete some unfinished business.” Saying this, he increased the speed. I placed my hands on the headboard of the bed, giving him a full view of my 36H boobs. He likes watching them bounce. He took my left boob into his mouth and started playing with the right one while fucking me hard. I started moaning. I said I was getting late. He didn’t listen to me.

I begged him to leave me. He increased his speed. I was enjoying it. And then, after a few minutes, I could feel his hot cum inside my pussy. And then he laid down on me, kissing my boobs and playing with them. I said, “Let me go. I’m getting late.” He said, “Let me feel you for some more time.” I pushed him away, saying, “You did that all night.” I got up from the bed and started walking away. And he was looking at me with his puppy eyes. I know what he wants.

He loves my boobs; he could never take his eyes off them. I was 36D when I got married, but now he’s made them 36H. So I went back, bent over, and he was all happy, taking my boobs into his mouth, biting them, and playing with them. I let him play with them for some time and then got up to get ready for the office.

I remembered the day I got my job, how I convinced my husband to let me take the job, and what I did to get his approval. Let me tell you how it happened.

I am Anika Bhatt, and this is my story. My husband’s name is Sagar. I am 32, and he is 34. We got married a couple of years back. We still don’t have kids. We decided to plan for them later. We have our own textile business, and my husband looks after it. He works very hard. He leaves in the morning and comes back at night. I am all alone in this house. I am 5’4″ and 62 kg. I am medium-built, with a trophy wife look. Men, including my husband’s friends, used to look at me as if they were going to eat me.

My husband loves me, and he never lets me do any work. I feel all alone at home, and so I asked Sagar to find a job for me. He denied my request, saying I don’t need to work as we are well-to-do. I tried to reason with him, but he postponed the argument, saying he would think about it. So, I was waiting for the right time to pick up the argument.

One day, as I was watching TV, I got a phone call. Kamala, my maid, handed over the phone to me, and to my surprise, it was my college friend Riya. She was my best friend in college, and we used to do everything together; we were also roommates. But after college, she got married, and we got separated. Since then, we used to stay in touch over the phone. She spoke over the phone for about an hour, and then she revealed that she got divorced recently, and I felt sorry for her.

I asked her what the reason was, but she diverted the topic. I somehow sensed that she was not okay and decided to meet her for lunch. She accepted, and we met for lunch. We had a nice lunch and then remembered our college days, how we used to have fun. I also told her that I wanted to work, but Sagar refused my request. I said I wanted to look out for a job; maybe if I get one, I can ask Sagar. Riya said it’s a good idea. Surprisingly, we had a lot to share, and by the time we came to our senses, it was almost evening.

Riya: Let’s go out for some drinks before heading home.

Me: I think we should go; it’s getting late.

Riya: Come on, let’s have one drink together. Even if you agree or not, I have to do the same after going home.

I felt sorry for her and decided to accept her invitation. We went to a pub. We sat there waiting for our drinks, and then Riya remembered how we used to get drinks from strangers.

Riya: Would you like to try?

Me: Try what?

She didn’t wait for my answer, and she dropped her purse on the floor. She then bent over to take her purse. By the time she got up, she got three people staring at her boobs from the bar. She winked at one of the guys, and he smiled. The next thing we realized, he brought us two drinks. He was standing by my side and started talking to Riya, constantly staring at her cleavage. His name is Sam.

After some general talk, he gave his number to Riya and asked her to call him when she’s free, so they could meet for lunch. As he was standing beside me, he put his hand over my shoulder while talking to Riya. Before taking leave, he squeezed my shoulder hard. His hands were so cold and strong. This sent shivers through my body. For a second, I was out of this world, and then I came back with Riya calling my name.

Riya: Isn’t he handsome?

Me: You are so shameless!

Riya: Hello, remember I am single and ready to mingle.

Me: Shameless…

Riya: Did you observe something? Even though he was talking to me, his concentration was all on you.

Me: I don’t think so. (Deep inside, I knew it’s true. I also knew that he was enjoying my cleavage through my saree, as he was standing right beside me.)

Riya: It’s true. Remember, even in college, it’s the same case. People used to talk to me to get to you. You used to help me so much in everything. Maybe I could help you this time… why don’t you come and work in our company?

Me: How is it possible? Do you have any openings?

Riya: I can put in a recommendation to our CEO; he is a nice person, and he can definitely help you.

Me: That would be great.

And then we parted ways; I went home.

It was a bit late by the time I reached home, and Sagar was already at home.

Sagar: Hi, babe, come let’s have dinner.

Me: Sorry, Sagar, I had some late lunch with a friend. I am not hungry.

Sagar: It looks like you had more than lunch. Hehe.

Me: Haha. I know what you are thinking. Just because your wife is drunk, you can’t take advantage. (But that shiver Sam gave me this evening was still running through my body. I know a perfect way to get rid of it, and I brought this plan into action.)

I threw my purse onto the sofa and removed the pin holding my pallu. That dropped my pallu to the floor, and Sagar could see my beautiful cleavage. I know that’s his weakness. He pounced on me and took my mouth into his, starting to suck it. He removed the buttons one by one slowly, and that brought my cleavage into a complete view. His tongue was all over it.

Honestly, after Sam’s touch, I was completely aroused and wanted to fuck Sagar. I pushed Sagar aside and told him to give me a minute. He was confused. I said, “Wait.” Within seconds, I took off everything and stood in front of him completely nude. I said, “Baby, take me and do whatever you want with me, but give me a bath first.” Sagar was so excited. He lifted me and took me into the bathroom. He put a shower cap on me. He turned on the hot water in the tub. He said, “It will take some time to fill the tub. Meanwhile, let me help you relax.”

Saying this, he took the aromatic oil and started applying it to my body. He massaged my hands, my legs, and my buttocks. He applied the oil on my boobs and started massaging. I was out of this world and instantly became wet. He played with my nipples and made them erect. I started enjoying it with loud moans. He took my mouth into his, and my moans were muffled. He slowly stretched out his hand to reach my pussy. I stopped his hand and whispered in his ear, “Not your hand!!”

Sagar: My, my, someone is in the mood today!

Me: Stop wasting time and eat it.

Sagar: Not so fast, my dear.

Saying this, he turned me around, went down, and started kissing my ass. He spread my ass and shoved his tongue deep. He just placed his hand on my pussy and did not do anything else. This aroused me so much. My moans got louder.

By now, the tub was filled with water. He put me in the tub and started washing my body, gently applying soap everywhere – in my armpits, on my boobs, on my pussy, on my stomach. He was washing every part of my body. I was so relaxed and said, “Baby, do whatever you want to me. Please fuck me hard.” He said, “At your service, ma’am,” and took me into the shower and rinsed my body. He dried up my body with a towel and carried me onto the bed.

He made me lie down on the bed and reached out for the locked drawer in the bedside table. I knew what he is up to, and I said, “For fuck’s sake, fuck me already; don’t make me wait more.” He giggled and took out the handcuffs. He cuffed me to the bedpost and blindfolded me. Then he started kissing me all over my body. He placed his lips on mine, and while I was feeling his lips, he pinched my nipples. I groaned. He said, “Sorry, babe,” and started licking my nipples.

All this while, I wanted my pussy to be tended to, but he did not even touch it, and I was growing mad and horny. He started teasing me by licking my armpits and my stomach. I shouted, “Son of a bitch, eat my pussy!” And I commanded, “Right now!!” He chuckled. He went down. He opened my pussy lips, and with the tip of his tongue, he rubbed on my pussy. I was moaning, “Oh God!!” He planted a kiss on my pussy lips; he took all my pussy lips into his mouth and started sucking them.

I was pulling hard to get free, but I could not do much as I was handcuffed. He gave a 5-second gap, and I was furious. I shouted, “Eat it, motherfucker!” He obeyed like a good kid. He first gave a big kiss and then started licking it like ice cream, and then he inserted a finger and continued licking while finger-fucking. I have no idea what happened, but I had a wild orgasm, and my moans got lighter. He then removed my blindfold and started rubbing his dick on my face. I tried to free myself.

He then undid the cuffs. I pounced on him like a wild cat. He caught me and pinned me to the bed and then started kissing me. I said, “Relax and let me take care of things now.” I made him lie down, and I crawled onto him. I kissed his dick and, pushing the foreskin, I tried to kiss the tip of the dick. He moaned. Then, I took it all deep inside my throat and started blowing his dick. He was out of this world. He started moaning and saying, “Let me eat it again…”

I gave him my pussy like an obedient wife; sat on his face. After some time, we went to the 69 position; we licked each other. He said, “Babe, I can’t take it anymore…” I got up, squatted on all fours, raised my ass, and said, “This is for you, sweetheart…” He shoved it deep inside my pussy and fucked me doggy-style and he grabbed my tits from behind and after a few minutes, he came inside me.

I cleaned him up with my tongue, crawled to him and snuggled. He said it was great and asked me why I was in a great mood. I said, “I don’t know,” and then told him all about the day, how I spent it with Riya, leaving Sam’s part out of it.

Sagar: So, do you think you will get the job?

Me: Not sure, I might… Will you let me go?

Sagar: Will you promise to give me great nights like this even while you are working?

Me: Definitely!!! I love nights like this.

Sagar: OK, then. Let’s see how it goes.

I never thought he would agree. Maybe it would have been better if he did not agree. But he agreed, and I got the job, which totally changed my life. I will tell you more in the next episodes.