Fucking my wife’s friend
Hi, I’m a 39-year-old married male living in Bangalore. I’m basically from Tamilnadu and have been here in Bangalore for 5+ years. I have written many stories in ISS previously. Please share your comments in my email [email protected] When we moved to Bangalore 5 years ago, we stayed in an apartment. There used to be another Tamil family who used to live one floor below ours. They were also a family of 4 (husband, wife and 2 kids). Their daughter and our daughter studied in the same school but in different classes. So the kids used to play in either one of our houses. The heroine of this story, who is 34 now, used to pick her kid. I used to ogle at her as much as possible. But she used to call me Anna (Brother). After the lockdown, both of us moved to individual houses in the same locality, so we didn’t meet as often as earlier. Around April 2023, she got a job, and her office was near Marathahalli. This I got to know from my wife as they used to talk once in a while. My office is in Kadubeesanahalli which is 2km before Marathahalli, but mostly I work from home. Once or twice a week, I used to go to the office. One day when I was going to the office, I saw her standing in front of her street corner looking at her mobile. I stopped the bike near her. She smiled at me and started complaining about the Ola/uber drivers who keep on cancelling. She has been waiting for more than 15 minutes. I said, “I’m going that way only so I can drop you at my office. From there, you can take an auto. She was hesitant at first and said she would try booking through the app for a few more minutes. Then I said, it’s already 9, and traffic will start increasing. So we should decide now so that it doesn’t get delayed for both of us. I will tell you about her. She is 5 7”, has a chubby face, big eyes, and has boobs and ass of 36. She is neither lean nor too bulky. That day when I met her, she was wearing a churidar. Back to the story, she understood the situation and said she would join me on my bike. Initially, she was holding the bar at the back to avoid falling on me. But I used to drive carefully and didn’t rush. So after a while she got comfortable and was sitting freely. That day, nothing happened, and I dropped her near my office. We were waiting for an auto for her to go to her office. At that time, I suggested that whenever I come to the office, I can pick her up and drop her off. She said her husband will not allow her to do this as she is a little doubtful. He is 95-100kgs, a very big, bald guy. He doesn’t care much about the family and kids. I said, “Then let’s maintain privacy on both sides. I will also not tell my wife about this.” My wife wouldn’t mind me dropping her. But I wanted to keep this a secret so that if at all I get an opportunity, I can use it to the fullest. We exchanged numbers and moved on. I told her I would go to the office on Tuesday and Thursday, and she could join me. She was happy and thanked me. Now, she has become more comfortable with me while riding my bike. At times, she used to hold my shoulders for support. One day, while going, it started raining, and we parked the bike near a Chai Point store. I said let’s have a chai to keep us warm. She thought for a second, and then we went inside. It kept on raining for an hour and we were talking about multiple things. Making fun of each other, talking about our professional life and then finally about family life. I casually told her that I and my wife enjoy a healthy life for 4 or 5 days a week. She understood what I meant and smiled at me. I asked about her, then saw her face becoming sad. I might have asked her the wrong question. Then, after a minute, she said, “Zero.” I asked what? Anjali: I said, Zero Me: What Zero? Anjali: The same thing which you do 5 times a week. Me: But may I ask why? (Her eyes were filled with tears, and she was about to cry) You don’t have to answer if you are not comfortable. Anjali: I have known you for a long time, and you are a gentleman. So, I have no issue in telling you the truth. (Silence for another minute) Anjali: My husband has a lot of diseases, and he is very weak. But still, he smokes, drinks and can’t be active in bed. So it’s been a few months since we had sex. Me: Sorry, I touched upon the wrong topic. Anjali: It’s ok. I was not able to talk about it even with my parents, but you are the only one to know it for now. I was getting restless at home thinking about this. That’s why I even started going to job Me: Oh, that’s great, you are keeping yourself occupied Anjali: Yeah, but at times, it still comes to my mind. After opening up about it with you now, I feel a little more confident I said something which changed our relationship after this. Me: Just by telling me, if you feel so good. How good you will feel if you get it from me. I started smiling. We never used the word sex till then, and I told her this to make her happy. Anjali gave me a shocking reaction to me. I realized what I said and started saying sorry. She stood up from the table and was about to move out. I paid the bill and went behind her. It was still drizzling, but she insisted on going. I couldn’t say anything and started the bike. She didn’t say anything till I dropped her off near my office. Next Tuesday, she was standing on the road waiting for me. Me: I thought you won’t come with me anymore. Anjali: I also thought so, but later when I went home and thought about what you said? Me: What did you decide? Anjali: Take me to the same store. Let’s continue the discussion there only. Me: It takes 40 minutes to get there. I can’t wait till then. Anjali: You have waited so many days. Now it’s just a few more minutes. I started driving fast today, and she ended up sitting close to me and was almost hugging me from the back. We reached the store, and I went inside and ordered the same Chai that we ordered last time.