Hi Readers,
I have been reading many erotic stories on this site and that encouraged me to write my own experience. For security reasons all the names of the characters are changed.
I am working in a corporate firm in Islamabad. This incident happened when I shifted to Islamabad for the first time. I found vacancy in an apartment in Bahria Town close to one of my colleagues (Ali) and I settled there.
Ali is married 4 years back and has a kid less than an year old. Ali is about 5’5″ and has put on some weight from the time I saw him earlier and also has tummy. On the other hand, his wife Kinza is a beautiful lady though not milky white but fair, with right amounts of flesh in right areas. Though Kinza is sexy, i never had any bad intentions about her. she used to dress very traditional and never wore any revealing dress even at home.
Over a period of time, I got comfortable with Ali’s family and used to visit their home regularly. Ali used to hang out at my house every weekend and we used to have a smoke or two. Ali got exception from Kinza to have very minimal smoking only on weekend and that too only at my house. If it had been anywhere else, it will be unsafe for him to drive home after Smoking. Since he stayed in the same apartment complex as mine, he used to hangout with me for smoking and take a walk to his home.
Let me tell you about myself, I am 5’10” nicely built, athletic body and jovial attitude. I used to hit the gym everyday and also regular swimmer, play tennis and Football whenever I got a chance. All this stuff helped me maintain a perfect shape. Though I am medium brown in skin complexion, I often catch female attention because of my physique.
Apart from that, cooking had always been my hobby and my specialty is Pulao Chawal. I often used to make Pulao on weekends and Ali on many occasions praised my cooked Pulao in front of Kinza and also advised her to learn the recipe from me.
As we all knew Kinza is also a very good cook, all I could do was just to be shy and give a smile. Kinza also used to smile and teasingly say sure Ali, I will learn Pulao from Asif so that you don’t have to trouble him.
I used to respond saying, it’s not a trouble. I love cooking and I am not cooking for him alone.
Coming to Ali’s attitude, he used to be pretty reserved among friends and hardly used to discuss any of his family matters. He somehow used to be unsecure discussing those things. I doubted how he used to be with his wife and never tried to find out those aspects as that’s his personal matter.
Things took a turn one day, when I had some personal work and had to take a leave from office. I required some documents related to Plot installments and called Ali regarding the same.
Ali said that he is in office but the documents are at his home inside the table drawer. He said he will call his wife and tell her to keep those documents aside and
I can go and collect them from her.
I went to his home after half an hour to collect those documents. Meanwhile Ali called his wife and she was ready with those documents.
I knocked Ali’s door and his wife opened the door. She invited me inside the house. I was falling short of time to finish my work so I opened my mouth to come straight to the point.