Seducing Handsome Married Hunk For Sex
My name is Priya, and I used to live in Bangalore. I used to read all of the stories on this well-known website and thought it is now time that I shared my own. Before I start my story, let me tell you somethings about me. I am a woman who knows how to use her assets and how to get what I want. I am very persuasive and determined and generally get what I want. I am also busty and bold. I will give you more of my description in the story; I am sure you will like it more that way. This story is one of my many adventures and a special one. It was in 2018 when I was living in an apartment on the 15th floor of a gated community on the outskirts of Bangalore where it was peaceful. I worked from home and I was single but everyone else in my neighborhood was either married or old. I wanted someone young and was on fire to quench my thirst. The waiting had already gone on for too long. I had a routine in my life, wake up, go for a walk, come back and take a bath, then work, and so on. Life was really becoming boring with the routine when suddenly one day, things started to change. It was a bright day but there was so much noise coming from the outside. I went out to check what the commotion was about and I saw that some new tenants were moving into the opposite flat. Let me tell you that there are 4 flats on the floor and one was mine. The other belonged to a newly married couple and the third one belonged to a businessman who doesn’t often stay there. I went outside and saw a man smiling at me, apologizing for all that noise he was causing. That was the first time I saw him. He was 5’11”, had dark hair, and a perfectly trimmed beard. He had sharp jawline, his sweaty shirt that showed his fit body and his muscular hands. But the best part were that he even looked young. Just wow, Sex-God – that’s what I thought inside my head. I immediately smiled back, adjusted my saree pallu and my bun. Yes, for a 24-year old I like wearing sarees, sometimes they make me comfortable only because they make me feel sexy. Coming back to the story, I replied, “Are you moving in?” He said, “Yes.” I wanted to talk to him some more but I did not want to seem desperate so I went back inside. The next day morning, I went on my usual morning jog and there he was in a jersey and shorts. My eyes popped out and I instantly was hot at what I saw, his muscles and the sweat and the body.. wow. I had to do something in order to get that under me I thought and went to him. I started talking and found out his name was Arnav and he was from Hyderabad. He had come to Bangalore because he got a here job and he was married. It pained me to know that he was married, but at the same time, I managed to invite him for tea. After the jog, we went to my home to have tea and over tea. I asked him if it was love or an arranged marriage. He said it was arranged. He also said that he had been to a boy’s school and then a boy’s college. After he graduated, he began to look after the family business. He never had any time for a girlfriend because his father had passed away and he was forced to marry. I also asked him where his wife was? He said that she will be coming here after 3 months. I was delighted to hear that and told him that he could ask me for any help if he needed anything and gave him my number. We went jogging every day after that and he used to come to my place to have a cup of tea. It was a Friday, I asked him that since it was the weekend would he like to join me for lunch? To which he said, “Yes,” I was very happy that finally my dream about getting him will come true. The next morning, I wore my sports bra and shorts like every day but that day I wore a loose bra. After jogging we returned home and then it was tea time. I made tea and when I was handing him the cup, I bent down and made sure I gave him a good look at my deep cleavage. I saw his face and his expression definitely changed; I was hoping for it. Then I laughed on purpose and told him to wait on the couch while I go and freshen up and he agreed. I was planning on wearing a saree that afternoon but before that, I wanted to have some fun with him. I went into my room which was diagonal from where he was sitting and I left the door open so he could see my full-size mirror. I was talking to him the whole time. I went into my room and made a sound so he looked my way and started pressing my boobs above my sports bra. And just like I wanted he paused and started staring at me. I then slowly took one boob out and pressed it and then inserted both my hands in my bra from below and started bouncing them and making sexy expressions. Suddenly I removed my bra and started pressing my butt and jumping so that my boobs jump and then removing my shorts. He was staring the whole time and I can tell this because I can see him in the mirror too. And then I started rubbing myself down there and moved my panty to one side and rubbed for 1 min and then removed it, there I was naked, fair skin-tone with height 5’6” looking at my round 34D sized boobs, 28 waist and 36 butts in the mirror and laughing silently in success. Then I took my time wearing a red transparent saree and the deep-cut blouse that I adjusted so that my pallu covered only one boob and left the other one and my cleavage for a show. I came near the door and gasped (pretending). “OMG was this door open the whole time? I should really get his door fixed,” and then I saw him and his member, which were both hard and looking at me. I was enjoying playing with him. I asked him if he saw anything to which he said, “No… no Priya…I d..i.dnooo..t see anything,” and I said I was sorry for taking too long to change. We had time till lunch so we started talking and we got comfortable on the sofa. I sat close enough from where his warm breath touched my cleavage and my boobs and then he asked me if I had boyfriends.