Please read the previous part here ( It’s My Life – 9 ). Now let’s continue
His previous cum deposit in my butt was now leading to squishy clapping sounds of our bodies. I was also nearing my next release so I slipped my hand down to my crotch and began fingering my clit.
This felt so heavenly now setting off my impending orgasm. Never before in my life did I cum so many times in the same day and Rafiq was not even done yet.
Then I realized I was fully leaning backwards on him with my head on his shoulders while he was kissing my neck and everywhere else his mouth could reach.
His one hand was now fingering my clit while he thrusted like a fucking machine in my butt. This time without warning I felt another gush of his warm cum flood my ass.
Despite his release, he still continued his pumping and fingering till my orgasm swept thru me. Rafiq carried me still impaled on his cock and sat down.
While we rested fully tired and sweaty, he said “don’t worry Anita, I was only joking”. Totally taken by surprise, I asked “joking about what Rafiq”? He said “about you coming here every day”.
I asked “so what was your real intention then”? He said “I know how much you enjoyed today but I also know that it is not easy for a married woman like you to visit me frequently”.
I said “so you were pulling my leg when you had the chance”. He said “yes. But I still have a real ask from you”. I replied “please ask. I will try my best to honor it”.
He said “your cunt is always going to belong to your husband. But whenever you come here your ass is mine”. I thought why would a man say no to a woman’s cunt when he already has it served up on a platter for him…and instead ask for my butt only….
He continued “this will be my condition which you will have to accept if you ever want to come back here”. I decided to discuss with Prakash before answering, so I said “give me time to think about it Rafiq”.
Now we finally disengaged and his cock popped out of my butt followed by a huge amount of his cum pouring out on the rug. Rafiq grabbed the wet towel and water bottle and cleaned me.
I got up and started wearing my old saree in which I came here. Rafiq asked “why not wear the altered saree Anita”? I replied “I am very sweaty now. I will go home and shower and then wear it for tonight’s surprise for my husband”.
He got dressed and took the new saree with him to iron and pack it. By the time I reached his desk he had it neatly folded for me in a bag. Before he unlocked the door I hugged him warmly and he reciprocated it.
Looking into his eyes I said “today was the most memorable day of my life. I will cherish every moment I spent with you forever” and kissed his lips.
He winked at me and said “don’t get so worked up Anita, this is just the beginning. I will wait to see you walking thru this door again. But only if you want to”.
I left from there and all the while in the cab I was reminiscing everything that had transpired today. Surprisingly I did not feel any guilt or regrets. In fact, I loved it.
I got back home and took my hot shower and changed into my nighty. I saw the time. It was nearing 5pm. Shit I had spent the last five hours with Rafiq and did not even realize.
I now felt a sudden pang of hunger because in the heat of our steamy encounter we had forgotten about lunch. I warmed some food from the fridge and hogged on it like I had been starving for days.
Then my children came home, everything was normal. Then just before hubby darling was expected to return, I went to my bedroom and got dressed in the altered saree.
The same saree which led to this biggest transformation of my life. After my minimalist makeup I stepped out to the living room where both my boys were watching TV.
Turning to me their eyes grew wide like saucers with that “I know you from somewhere” looks… Both of them went berserk with their whistling and I had to silence them before they got the entire neighborhood here.
Just then the doorbell rang. I answered the door and it was Prakash. He went mad with his whistling and comments much more than my sons making me really blush like never before.
I had to pull him inside and bolt the door and calm everyone. Prakash said “omg Anita, I cannot believe this is you. I was thinking my sons found me a new girlfriend”.
I shouted out of shame, I said “can’t you please mind your manners in front of our children”? He took me in his arms and said “darling they are grown up enough to already have girlfriends. What is wrong in me appreciating mine…”.
He continued “I will now have to worry about the entire neighborhood. If anyone sees you then they will either have a heart attack or they will lose their minds drooling over you”.
My sons too chipped in with their comments making it even more embarrassing for me. This was too much and I had a difficult time shutting them up.
Then we again had a very noisy dinner after which all retired to their rooms. Even now Prakash was not able to get his hands off me. I pushed him to the bed and switched on the TV.
I played that same song and danced seductively like the actress on screen. Prakash watched gasping for air wide eyed trying to decipher if this was a dream or reality.
After the dance I went to him. I asked “so did you enjoy”? Swallowing his saliva in a big gulp he said “darling pinch me first. I want to see if I am dreaming or this is for real”.
I playfully patted his shoulder and sat in his lap. I kissed him and said “now you believe this is real…”. Prakash looked into my eyes and asked “so did it happen today”?
I blushed looking away and nodded yes. He held my chin bringing my face back to facing his, he asked “did you enjoy it”? I closed my eyes and said “I am too ashamed to answer that Prakash”.
He whispered in my ears “I think I already know the answer darling”. I covered my face with both hands. I said “now please don’t ask for the details of what happened. I will die of shame”.
He removed my hands but I kept my eyes tightly shut. He asked “so who asked you to do it Anita”? I replied “you Prakash”. He asked “who pushed you to go back to him today”?
I said “you Prakash”. He said so if I pushed you and asked you to do everything, then why are you feeling shame. I already know that you enjoyed it. Why not tell me about it”?
I said “Prakash, give me some time to get over it. I will tell you everything”. Prakash pushed me onto the bed and got on top. He locked my lips in a sensual kiss followed by my ears, neck and downwards.
He whispered “did he kiss you like this”. I said “hmmm”. He continued removing my pallu and kissing my cleavage. Then my blouse hooks came undone followed by my new bra.
Prakash cupped my tits massaging them gently while he sucked on my nipples. He asked “did he suck your tits like this”. I said “hmmm”. Prakash’s way of interrogating me accompanied by his foreplay aroused me like hell.
I decided to stop these questions and tell him everything. I said “Prakash please don’t ask any more questions. I will tell you everything now”. I gave him a full download down to every detail which I could remember.
He had already stripped me naked before I started talking. What followed was another two rounds of mind blowing sex, again with Prakash on top. He took me in both positions in which Rafiq had taken me including my butt.
Obviously my butt having been accustomed to Rafiq’s bigger cock did not hurt at all when Prakash fucked me. Instead it felt really nice this time. Then we rested in each other’s arms.
Prakash said “darling, this was the best sex I experience today ever”. I replied “yes darling, me too”. He teasingly said “you mean with Rafiq, right”.
I softly punched his stomach and said “I was referring to you Prakash”. He grinned and said “yes I know. I was just trying to pull your leg”. Now I decided to play Rafiq’s game on him.
I said “there is something more that I need to tell you”. While running his hands in my hair, he said “go ahead Anita, say it. I am all ears”. I said “in the heat of the moment, I made him a blind commitment. Which I am regretting after he told me what it actually was”.
To be continued….
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