Her Yoga Affair
I am a American white male married to a woman Sanju from New Delhi. She is 5’2” 100lbs 29 years old and very light skinned. I was never really told why she moved to the US but something about her and married men, she probably didn’t know they were married but doesn’t matter in India, her marriage propects were slim after those events, which i still am not entirely filled in on. So anyhow, she was attractive and we got married after a quick engagement. We have no kids. Now generally she is always coming home from work with ideas from her friends (we gotta do this, that etc) and usually she’ll forget about the idea in a week, so i just don’t listen much anymore. However one of the things she did bring up, she started mentioning again this year. Taking Yoga classes. One female friend at work said a Yoga instructor made house calls for $10 per hour. Seems really cheap, especially in 2009 but like i said, i didn’t give it much thought. Anyway she mentioned it and i just said go ahead and before i knew it is was Saturday, and she said the Yoga instructor would be there at 1pm. I was shocked but then again i was hoping for some nice woman in a nice outfit to look at and then head outside to run some errands. I had told her just call me on my cell when the instructor leaves and i’ll come back. Well at 1pm sharp the bell rang and i answered it for the instructor, but was shocked when i saw an older Indian (?) guy, maybe 45-50, very hairy, very dark, had some hair bundled up and about 6 feet tall and very fit, but i guess that’s the yoga. My wife came down and wasn’t shocked it was a man, but i couldn’t very well bring up the topic if front of him. But considering his older and hairy looks i didn’t think he would be any kind of appealing guy. And my wife wasn’t looking sexy or anything, her hair as up and she had bulky sweats and hair up, no makeup. For the first time she was not obsess with looking good so i left to run my errands. He put his gym bag down and shook my hand goodbye. I get a call about 90 mins later and i came home. She was just as she looked before, only she had been saying som parts ache. I kidded her about getting old and then i noticed some white cloth materials, very thin and transparent. She said Aakash (sp?) had told her she needed to wear something as unrestrictive as possible and as his new student he gave her a few as a gift, in case she wanted to meditate at home or something. Since i saw her dress in the morning i knew she had a black bra and thong on, so i was wonder if she would’ve removed them or risk them showing through the material. I didn’t even know if she changed into them. If i wanted any details it would have to be through random questions thrown in through light conversation and joking. The next weekend i left before he got there and i didn’t have anywhere to go so i just parked down from my complex and saw Aakash leave but didn’t get a call till about 15 mins later. Dunno if she was showering but she still coulda called before she got in. Why should i wait, it’s my house too? I tried to get her to have sex but she said her legs were sore. She soon took a nap. next weekend was a holiday so she had Friday off as did i. I figured i would park in the same spot and see if she would call me as soon as he left. Then i would know if it was a one time thing or whatever. Maybe i was overly suspicious cause after her shower i saw she had a bald-waxed pussy, she had always shaved before sex caused she knew i liked it, but this was definitely waxed, something my ultra-conservative wife would never ever do, i thought. I waited for Aakash to say hi this time, and when my wife came down she seemed overly friendly to him, but i guessed maybe she was just more comfortable after a few sessions. I left and went to the adjacent parking lot. He left about an hour later, and i got a call about 35 minutes after that! I made a light joke about the session running long and she said the streching and positions and breathing had become more advance and he didn’t want to rush her so she wouldn’t pull any muscles so it took longer. I didn’t know so i just said “i’m heading home now”. I drove around for 10 mins and then got in. Next time i was just gonna walk in and surprise them and make up some excuse for returning if nothing sexual was going on. Since it was a long weekend and only $10 a pop she asked if it was ok if he came back Sunday since next weekend was her period and she didn’t want to do the exercises bloated. Perfect, i wouldn’t have to wait long. After thinking i decided i would rather find out, and keep it to myself until the proper time. So I decided to put my Camcorder in my bookshelf and hide it, i couldn’t be sure of getting any decent angle so i had to use a wider shot, but i figured it would at least pick up the video. But knowing i would have to wait till Monday to watch it killed me. I also planned to come home before she called (after i saw Aakash leave, i could always say i saw his car leaving) and worse case i could re-stash the camera, best case i catch her half-naked or cleaning up. monday — my cock was hard all night, i called in sick to work as the video was just short of 2 hrs (another long session) and i didn’t usually have that kind of time to myself inside the house. Plus i wanted to plug it into the big tv so i could have a better look and i had to be sure no one was coming for that. first i couldn’t believe Aakash. He had no shirt, hairy but muscled chest and stomach, and a thin white bottom with obviously no underwear on. I was shocked to see my wife choose the white halter type (loose on the boobs but she wasn’t concerned) and only skirt length. When she sat with her legs crossed the skirt was half-way up the leg. I knew she didn’t have a bra, but maybe she had whte panties i couldn’t see.