Marriage Proposal
A cent percent true story Recently I came to know that there is a website called ISS, wherein the subscribers post their sex experiences. Thus I take an opportunity to narrate my first sex experience with a housewife some years back. Since this is a true story I put less stress to narrate on sexual acts. Although I am scared to post this story, I feel everyone must focus on the bond between a man and a woman that need to be nourished with due respect. That time I was an eligible bachelor but throwing away the proposals that comes on my way thinking of my weak financial status. I lost my both the parents very early. I was the only son to look after my two young sisters till they get marry. Somehow I managed to complete my engineering studies with many sacrifices. Now I am a married man for last 10 years and very dedicated towards my family. I love my wife and kids very much. Till date I have no guts to tell this experience to my wife, which I am going to express to readers here. I was working for a reputed Real Estate company in Goa. My duties include handling different kinds of skilled and unskilled people, besides keeping the tracks of ongoing projects at different places. You can imagine how a civil engineer executes his duties. I was the project in-charge of the upcoming residential cum commercial complex. It’s a huge 8 story building under construction, planned to complete within 2 years. It consists of 36 flats, 14 office spaces and 18 shops, right in the center of the city. Work was carried out in phases, casting one slab at a time. As soon as the RCC structure framework completed, more clients begin approaching to book a flat or so in the main office. Then the clients use to pay visits on site to make sure if quality is maintained or not. Out of many people one particular lady was coming to the site frequently. She was in mid thirties, wheatish but very charming. Gradually she became my friend. She was always longing to talk to me for a longer time. But seeing me always busy in my duties, she was getting sad. She disclosed many things about her and family in day by day chat. She was a primary teacher in a private school, now not working. She frankly told me that her husband works in Gulf; earns a lot and owns a property in their ancestral village. Upon the request of his wife, the husband booked a flat in our building. At present they stay in a rented house just 4 km away from the city. Her 7 years old son studies at one of best schools in the city. She came to know my story that I may get marry within 2 years, as soon as my younger sister gets settled. She told me she knew a girl that can be my perfect match. She took my cell number so that she can arrange a meeting with the girl. One day she called up to seek a favour that I should drop her son to home from school. The boy showed me the way sitting on my bike. Reaching home she thanked me and requested to come inside the house. My schedule was so tight that I ran to my office. After 2 days she came to the site, seeing workers around silently she put a note of 1000 rupees in my shirt’s pocket. She requested me to come to her house again whenever I feel free, so that I can meet a girl whom she proposed to me. Later on phone I fixed the day to come to her place. The next Saturday I went there. She was alone. I asked where the girl is. She said she will be coming at lunch time. Before she comes I need to know more about you. What she expects from her life-partner has been told to me. I got annoyed to hear that. Seeing me in a low mood she asked me to sit in the living room, relax and watch any movie of my choice. She gave the remote of TV in my hand, and opened the cupboard full of CD’s. I selected one and started watching English movie. By that time she went inside and brought a can of beer. I screamed, “Hey Rosy, its 11.30 now, morning time; do you feel it’s alright?” “Definitely Robin, you can have beer, after all you are going to spend lot of time with me”. She seated beside me, opened the can, touched to my lips. I took a sip. Immediately with that same can she drank a little. I was surprised to watch her. “Hey this movie is boring, adults should watch adult movies”. Rosy inserted another CD full of romance. “Do you like romantic movies?” I gave a nod that I like it very much. “How about X rated ones? Do you like to see one?” I just smiled that need to see. Rosy took the remote in hand and began forwarding the current movie till she finds a bedroom scene. She drew closer to me. I did not hesitate to put a hand around her waist. By now I was fully aware of what she expects of me. I also made up my mind to go ahead as I had never had sex with a lady in my life. Little bit gay life I had tasted during college days. Even today I like doing orals and annals with guys as well as gals. Now for first time I was getting free opportunity to enjoy straight sex. Within seconds she placed her hand on my couch. She got more excited to see my tool expanded within the garments. Sex was going on the TV and here Rosy began to unzip my trousers. She told me that lets satisfy our needs before her son or anybody else comes. We helped each other to remove cloths one by one. She asked me if I wish to go inside the bedroom for better performance. It is air-conditioned, and furnished with wide bed along with big side mirrors. I said this is the best place in front of the TV. Both of us standing naked, kissing with lips, tongues exchanging, smooching boobs, punching buttocks, caressing each and every part of the body with our four hands. “I want you to do that to me” – she said, pointing a finger towards TV where doggy pose fucking going on. “Sure I do with my 8 inch missile”- I comforted Rosy. There’s no condom, no lubricant in the house, since she had no sex for last 8-10 months. She told me to use her body harshly, crushing her boobs, except leaving sperms inside her cunt.