The Unsatisfied Wife's Urge And The Passion With It
I am a 29 year old man, who lives in a posh colony in Mumbai. I work in a private sector company. The story which I am going to share right now happened 6 months ago. Although my majority of the time is taken over by my work and travelling that takes place. On the days I get days off I usually go for a walk in the garden which is outside my building. This is where I met her and I made my first eye contact with her. It was during the summer season, as everyone knows April and may in Mumbai are the hottest. So this particular day there was a little nip in the air early in the morning, I was surprised to see not many people being there as normally during such times there is a lot of rush, I carried on walking, until I heard someone grunt in pain. There she was, it was (let’s assume her name is Anju), the most beautiful lady in the garden I have ever seen. I sensed that something was actually wrong and I mustered courage and asked her. Me: don’t mind me asking but you seem to be in pain may I help you Anju: I was walking and all of a sudden my sandals strap gave away because of which I twisted my leg Me: well in that case can I help you I stay close by and I don’t think you are in a condition to walk Anju: its OK I will be fine and thanks for the concern. I am Anju. Saying this she extended her hand, I helped her get up and she told me that she lived in a apartment which was ten minutes away from mine, and we started talking generally. While talking to me she was continuously wincing in pain and was gasping a lot. Till then I did not have any bad intention in my mind. With her struggling in pain I felt bad for her, I took the courage of asking her “Anju if you don’t mind why don’t you come to my house I will put some spray on your leg and you can rest while I make something for you to refresh yourself”. I could see the dilemma in her eyes but she said, “its okay I don’t want to be a hassle”. I could see that she wasn’t able to walk so I gently and politely said “with a smile like that there won’t be a hassle”. I was shocked at myself and expected her to get angry and scoff at me, but she just turned around and gave a smile which showed her cute little dimples. I helped her to my building and helped her get into the lift, as soon as we reached home; I made her lay down on the couch, giving her some cold lime juice so she could catch her breath. In the meanwhile I readied spray and some hot water so she could relax her muscles. She looked at me with these in hand and said “your wife must be really lucky to have a caring husband like you” tho which I replied ” am single and yet to marry” she smiled and said “I pray that you get the girl of your dreams soon”. Let me give you a brief description about her. He was about 5 foot 2, fair and slim and the perfect smile, her breasts were well developed and her butts were perfect when it jiggled as she walked. That day she was wearing a t shirt and a track pant. As I applied the spray she was having a sigh of relief. We started talking while the massages when she asked me “I am sorry but I never asked your name” I replied my name is Aniket and the conversation carried on like that. I asked her “are you married?”The warm conversation took a dour turn and her face went sad she said “yes and it is going great”. But somehow I managed to crack some jokes and made her smile. But as I was admiring her beauty she caught me peeking and smiled saying “are you massaging my legs or also your eyes”. She then told me you are really a very good masseur and asked me “Aniket can you do me a favor and massage my back don’t mind your hand is really wonderful” I said no problem but told her that your t shirt and track pants would get soiled. This time I was getting more and more bold. So I told her to change and gave her my towel, she put it on and showed her perfect waist and back to me and I started putting the oil on to her back and slowly massaging it and I was getting adventurous by the minute my hands were moving around her back and towards the nape of her neck slowly and freely. I spotted something which caught my attention and I said “Anju you got a sweet birth mole near your nape of the neck “. She turned her head and said “wow you are observant even my husband hasn’t been able to locate that mole”. I found this statement a bit weird when she caught me off guard and said ” come a bit more close and massage I cannot feel the heat” as I went more closer to my cock was close to her face if only she turned around. I was hoping that something happens but was also scared to take the lead, this was when the moment happened she wanted to say something when she turned and all of a sudden seemed transfixed. “It is not what am thinking is it?” and she smiled at me saying is it because of the massage or any other reason saying this I got the hint as I pulled her close to me and looked deep in her eyes and said “the massage is not even started” and we locked our lips as her glistening body was wrapped in the towel and her mangalsutra dangling between her perfect breasts. She gave me a naughty smile and removed my t shirt as she let my t shirt fall I scooped her in my arms and took her to my bedroom as she was making designs with her fingers on my skin and my hairy chest. I laid her down on my bed and she sat up, this was when I started sucking her neck and the back of her ears, as she gasped and held my head tight, I slowly moved sideways to her shoulder, and sucked her shoulder bone slowly moving to her arms not stopping the sucking as if it was a nectar I was in search of.