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I’m married with two kids, 36 years old, every month my wife friends have a girl’s night in where they lay on some food and bring dinks, latergettings their husbands to pick them up later if they are further than walking distance home. On this occasion they all came to my house .shanthi is my wife’s name . Five friends of my wife enjoyed their evening .it was around 10.30 pm i went down to the lawn to see them . They all were in high spirits. Four of her friends went away with their respective husbands who had come to take them .only one friend swetha who is very near by was there.
She helped me tidy to help too and the three of us laughed at how drunk the two of us were. My wife suddenly became all sleepy and i took her upstairs while swetha , giggling at the sight of i trying to push shanthi heavy frame upstairs. I eventually came back down and said that shanthi had fallen into a deep sleep, snoring her head off.
I sat on the sofa with a drink and asked if she wanted one. I’d had more than enough to drink and flopped on the sofa besides me, half falling.
I giggled and she laughed, “oh i do feel drunk,” she slurred.
“will you be ok walking on your own, or shall i walk you home” i offered.
“i don’t think i can walk just yet,” she slurred yet again as i thought she might recover after a little sit down.
I put my arm round her shoulder and she sort of fell towards me, but the effects of the drink made her actually like being held close . She was dressed all in black, wearing a saree and sleeveless blouse with black bra and panties underneath of course – as well as black shoes, and i began stroking my right shoulder.
Our legs were innocently resting against each other’s and my left hand was half on her leg
I became aware that our faces were very close to each other .she was still laughing and joking and i tried to smile although i was losing track of what we were talking about.
It went quiet and i remember we smiled at each other and then i kissed her.
The thought that i shouldn’t be doing this never entered my head, she was so drunk, and she found herself kissing back. My hand gripped her’s thigh and she tightened her grip around my shoulder.
“i shouldn’t be doing this,” i thought to myself, but the drink had made her erotic to a level that she just didn’t care.
Normally she would have never even let someone else touch her never mind kiss her passionately. We continued to kiss and it felt lovely, and my left hand started stroking her hips and waist, which sort of encouraged her to put her right hand onto my shoulder.
This seemed to bring us even closer together and our kisses seemed to become more intense, occasionally pausing to take a breath.
My hand slipped under my saree and onto my knee and as she gasped i pushed my tongue into her mouth to meet mine. My head was spinning as our tongues met and my hand pushed further up my saree, tickling her leg as i stroked it.
She then became aware that her right breast was being squeezed as we kissed and that i was slowly sliding down towards the seat of the sofa.she looked surprised that her bra was somehow unfastened and my hand slipped underneath it and grabbed at my breasts.she asked me when did u remove my blouse and bra. .
She returned harder kisses that i wasgiving her earlier.
At last i stopped and looked down at her, moving my hand away from her breasts and erect nipples.
For a second she thought it was all over, and felt relieved, but then felt my hand at the top of her leg. I moved my hand up to the side of her hips and onto her knickers and then grabbed them tightly before pulling downwards.
I’m sure she tried to say something but the words just wouldn’t come out and then i kissed her as i gave another pull on her knickers.
She said”, we cant” as my left hand darted between her legs.
I did not hear her when i completely slid two fingers into her. She couldn’t avoid gasping as i found her clitoris and which began to stimulate her even more.she was gasping more and more as i continued to stroke her, conscious that we were breathing warm breaths into each other’s mouths.
Just as i felt she was about to come, she moved my hand away and for a second i thought my ordeal was over.
But instead she gripped my knickers and slid them past my knees.
The unmistakeable sound of a zip being unfastened and obviously pushing my trousers and underpants down. I was naked below she was surprised by looking at my penis
I lifted her face and she closed her eyes almost in shamed embarrassment, i pulled down her saree with skirt and i felt the bareness of her thighs as first her left then her right leg pushed between her legs.
“god i’ve wanted to fuck you since i first set eyes on you” i heavily breathed.
“you can’t imagine how often i’ve wanted to feel these gorgeous tits of yours, they’re fantastic,” i said.
Before she could think of anything to say i was kissing her again my knees pushing her thighs further apart.
She started to come to her senses, what if her friend came down or heard us she thought, we cant do this.
But it was too late as my cock starting to enter her.
She gasped as i supported himself on my left elbow and began fondling her left breast with my right hand.
Moaning gently as i slid my cock move further and further into her..
Even in her drunken state she could sense that my cock was thicker and longer than her husbands even though he wasn’t much different in physique, as i began to thrust into her faster and harder and grip her breast tighter.
She couldn’t help moan out loud to some of my thrusts and the more she tried to suppress any noise the louder she seemed to become.
“oh yes, fuck me darling,” she uttered as i kept up my rhythm.
She was thrusting back against me and we were truly having sex. I let go of her breast and pulled her leg upwards, and she almost automatically raised her right leg too to wrap her legs around me.
“oh yes shailu, i haven’t had it like this for years,” she grunted as i pushed into her even harder.
She had an orgasm as my cock had an effect on her she said that she hadn’t experienced before.
She said that the only thing she could think of was that my wife and son couldn’t hear her, and i asked “is that good dear, do you like me fucking you?”
She tried not to answer but i added, “do you like it darling?” to which she gasped “yes, oh yes.”
I started to fuck her even faster and i realised i too was coming.
We lay motionless for a while, both probably hoping that we hadn’t been heard, and then she said, “that was fantastic, you’re a great fuck you are.”
I kissed her and said “i want you again darling, that was brilliant sex, we can’t leave it as a one off,”
She said , “we can’t do it again its too risky,” “i don’t want this to be a one-off swetha darling, i need to have you again unless you want to promise you’ll do it again another time, i’m going hard again already.”
She said “i’ve got to get back i” she tried reasoning.
“don’t go yet, we can do it again, naked” i replied.
“its really late,” she said in an effort to be as obstructive as possible.
“tell me we’ll do it again another time then” i added, as though conceding to my argument.
“i don’t know” she honestly replied.
“it’s got to be now then,” i said, beginning to slowly rock back and forth on top of her.
“no, ok, another time,” she reluctantly said, “you promise?” i eagerly asked.
I thought for a while, if i refused to promise i knew he would force the issue there and then, if i promised then it bought me some time to try to find a way of backing out of my promise.
“ok” she quietly replied.
I said “you wont regret it, no-one will ever know, and we can have some great sessions, your place, my place, its going to be great” i said.
She decided not to take this conversation any further. We got up, got dressed and i walked with her the short distance home in almost complete silence, exchanging a pleasant “good night” as we parted.
Oh my god, what do i do now?
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