Please read the previous part here ( It’s My Life – 1 ). Now let’s continue
I said “yes I know and I am super thrilled about it”. He continued “but I am not able to give you the real pleasure which only a real man can give you…”.
I replied “what makes you think like that? Did I ever complain”? He replied “no darling I know you better than that. Even if everything I do makes you orgasm, the real thing is still missing. So after a lot of self introspection I am telling you to seek external pleasures”.
I was aghast hearing this from him that too so direct and so openly. I said “if you know me so well then you also know that I will die before I open my legs to anyone other than you”.
He hugged me tightly and said “I know darling, how much a chaste woman you are. But I am feeling very guilty about this whole thing”. I got out of his hug pushing him back.
I said “so you are telling me that just because you are not able to get hard enough to penetrate me you want me to sleep with other men”???
He pulled me back into his loving arms and said “don’t get so worked up darling. All I am saying is that a real man will give you more satisfaction than these sex toys and I am not able to see you suffer like this”.
I replied “if you know me so well then you also know that sleeping with an outsider is unfathomable in my mind. How can you even think I will do this”? He said “I know how difficult it is for you. I also know you will not think twice before moving a mountain if it is for my sake”.
I replied “I can go to the end of the world for you. But don’t you think what you are asking me to do is so wrong? Let’s say hypothetically that I do it… what will be the implications on our family and the society we live in”?
He said “well darling I have not thought thru everything but I request you to please consider it for my sake. Just think what if when you come back and tell me everything and that gets me hard… don’t you think it will help us”?
I thought deeply about what he said and for his sake I am ready to give up my life… but letting myself to be consumed by another man who is not my husband is not even in my dictionary leave alone my thoughts…
So to end this emotionally uncomfortable and disturbing discussion, I said “fine Prakash, if this is going to help you and us then I will think about it. But please give me time and don’t push me”.
He replied “you can take all the time you want. I am fine to wait… just try it once for my sake”. As he said this, I saw his cock twitch in his boxers. The impossible had happened for the first time in seven months…
Without wasting a second I pulled his boxers off and got between his legs. His cock had grown stiffer than it ever did after a long time. I was super thrilled and took it in my mouth sucking him like my life depended on it.
He might not have been hard like steel but he was hard enough as compared to the rubber dildos I was using till now. I pulled off my nighty throwing it aside and climbed on his cock.
Oh my godd, this felt like heaven. I rode him so excitedly like I have never done in the last sixteen years. Within the first few minutes I had my “first real natural” orgasm.
I looked at Prakash he was grinning from ear to ear. While continuing to ride his cock I asked “so is this the secret to getting you hard”? Prakash replied “I don’t know because this is the first time this has happened. But maybe…”.
This was my life changing moment and I made up my mind despite my chaste thoughts, I will do it if that will get me my hubby back. The icing on the cake was that after I rode him for ten minutes he climaxed inside me.
I already had two orgasms and my third one coincided with his. I felt like I had been to heaven and back. This was everything I ever wanted from him and life…
This was a life changing decision for me to make and I was not sure how things will pan out. However for the sake of my Prakash if I can give my life then this was still a smaller price to pay…
We fell asleep for the first time in a long time after successful copulation… next morning was normal but I was happy. We had breakfast together but today was special.
We waited for the kids to leave and then I got on his lap and had it together. Something we last did on our honeymoons only… We were alive again and that missing spark was back…
Prakash left to his work and I got busy with my housewife duties. I was sitting reading the paper when My maid from ten years, Nirmala commented “madam you are looking very nice today”.
I innocently asked “what makes you feel so”? She blushed and said “when a woman experiences bliss, it shows on her face”. This was my turn to blush because I knew what she was hinting at and my face turned beet red out of embarrassment.
I could not even fumble some words to clear my name. She continued “I know madam, it has happened after a very long time and it shows. I am so happy for you”.
I could not see her in the eye or explain myself. So I only blushed and kept quiet. She walked up to me raising my face and said “madam, It’s okay. I can understand. You are very lucky to experience it again after a long gap”.
My shame was overflowing now, I only managed to nod a yes. She said “yes I know. Don’t say it. I have seen you since so long that I can make out the difference”.
I only stayed quiet unsure about what to tell her. Then she hugged me and said “madam I am happy that you found the secret to your happiness”. Nirmala continued with her work while I did mine.
Then she left and I sat on my computer again reading more cuckold stories. Then I bumped into some different stories where couples try roleplay and found it very exciting.
The best thing about it was that I didn’t have to sleep with any other man but my husband to try it. I read a few stories and decided to try it out tonight itself. I remembered long back while watching a movie with Prakash he admitted that the actress on screen Burmila turned him on and he found her very sexy and hot.
So I downloaded the seductive song from that movie and saved it to play on our bedroom TV tonight. I wanted to give him the “perfect” experience so I found the exact same chiffon saree to wear.
But my blouse and petticoat were not in sync. They were overly conservative compared to hers. So I took a picture of hers from that dance on my mobile and decided to visit my tailor and get it altered.
I quickly got ready and took a cab to the tailor’s place. During the ride I remembered some erotic stories where women enjoyed with their tailors and that aroused me too.
I now realised that my tailor Rafiq was no less a flirt and how he took full liberties feeling me up under the guise of taking my measurements. He had even touched his member to my body especially my butt.
But earlier I used to be petrified by his actions and only waited for when I would get out of there… Now that was the Anita of yesterday. Today I was in a naughty mood myself and ready to play along and see how far he will go…
And after all this I decided to tell Prakash about it and see his reaction. I couldn’t believe that I had changed so much so quickly, ofcourse for my husband’s sake.
I no longer had second thoughts about right or wrong because I had one single goal in mind. I wanted my husband’s happiness at any cost… I reached the tailor’s shop and went inside.
Rafiq was very excited to see me. He said “hello Anita madam, what brings you here after such a long time”? I replied “actually I want you to alter my blouse and petticoat to a specific design” showing him the picture on my phone.
He grinned looking at the picture and me. He asked “I can surely do it but are you comfortable to wear it”? Overconfidently I said “yes why not Rafiq. What is there in wearing that…”.
He laughed seeing thru my fake confidence and said “Anita madam, till today all the blouses and petticoats I have stitched for you have been super conservative and old fashioned”.
To be continued….
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