Please read the previous part here ( It’s My Life – 7 ). Now let’s continue
After the kiss while still in each other’s arms I said “I want to tell you that I enjoyed everything you did for me today and will look forward to it again tomorrow”.
His eyes widened, he asked “are you sure about this Anita”? I sealed his lips with mine and after the kiss I said “what does this tell you…”. Rafiq gingerly smiled saying “now wear your clothes quickly before something else happens and meet me outside”.
He left and I got dressed wearing the saree exactly where he had put it the last time. I went out and smiled at him before leaving. Before exiting the door I looked at him and said “I hope my husband likes today’s surprise” closing the door after me.
I took a cab and went straight to my regular shoe store because of his nice collection and discounts. I bought two pairs which would go well with most of my clothes and headed home.
I reached home with enough time to spare before my children return. I took a hot shower and wore a dark red saree which was Prakash’s all-time favorite and made sure I had it where Rafiq had shown me.
I stepped into the new sandals and looked in the mirror. Rafiq was right, the saree was high enough off the floor. I got naughty ideas so tugged on my petticoat lowering it further till the waist band of my petticoat was touching the band of my panties.
I was in awe admiring myself in the mirror because I was looking no less enticing than the heroines dancing in the movies showing off their exposed waists.
I watched the dance video and practiced the moves for tomorrow night’s performance for Prakash. Then the doorbell rang and I welcomed my children inside.
My elder son who is 16 whistled loudly saying “mom you are looking so hottt today. How I wish you were my girlfriend”. This made me blush again.
I playfully slapped him and chased him to his room. Then it was Prakash’s turn when he returned. He too blew a loud whistle saying “wow Anita. You are looking really hott and sexy. Do you mind being my girlfriend tonight”?
I blushed even more this time listening to such a comment from my own husband. So after chasing him to our bedroom to freshen up, I got back to my duties in the kitchen.
The one thought that lingered in my mind was the reaction of my own family when the only external change I made was my bra and lowering my saree to reveal my waistline.
Dinner was very noisy with both my sons and hubby teaming up against me making me blush like a teenager on the first date. I was feeling ever so grateful to Rafiq for pushing me to change.
When we retired to the bedroom, Prakash did not let me change into my nighty and took me still draped in the saree. While lying in his arms, I told him all the events that transpired between me and Rafiq.
What followed was a crazy love making session much better than even our first honeymoon. The most incredible part was when Prakash saw my hairless armpits and went crazy sniffing and licking them.
Something which he has never done before. When he reached my cunt, he went even more crazy and my first orgasm was with just his fantastic oral skills.
Then followed by two unforgettable rounds of fucking with his BIG HARD cock that too with him on top. This did not happen ever since his sickness.
I felt on top of the world once again after such a long time. I could not believe everything that happened tonight. Finally, I was able to get my old Prakash back!!!
When we lay on the bed with me still on him. Prakash said “I have never felt so much better ever before darling”. I replied “same to same with me Prakash”.
He said “so tomorrow is your big day when you will lose your virginity for the second time…”. I blushed at his comment and said “I am not sure but for your sake I will try my best”.
We fell asleep like that only… next morning was a repeat performance of thrilling wake up sex like last night. After everyone left I finished my work and dressed up in a blue saree and left to meet Rafiq.
Today when I entered Rafiq had a big smile on his face. I turned and locked the door and also changed the sign. Then I went to him and locked in a passionate hug and kiss.
I said “thank you so much for yesterday. It was the best day of my life, both with you and my hubby too” followed by more wild kissing. Still holding me, he asked “so did your husband like the surprise”?
I exclaimed “yes Rafiq, he went mad when he saw it. Thank you” followed by another long smooch. Today I could see lust in his eyes and I was ready and yearning for it too.
After the hug I said “don’t make me wait for too long for the trials or I might change my mind” and winked at him. Rafiq dropped everything and followed me carrying the altered blouse and petticoat.
Once inside the room he hugged me from behind and went wild kissing my ears, neck and exposed back…I was fully into it without any hesitation today so did not stop him…
Then he went on his knees kissing my exposed lower back followed by turning me around and resuming kisses all over my waist. Then he pushed his tongue into my navel pleasuring me for a while there.
I had to put my hands on his shoulders for support because my knees felt weak now. Then my saree came off followed by my blouse in quick succession.
Now more kissing followed all over my exposed chest and back. Then he undid the strings of my petticoat letting it fall to my feet. He went further down kissing till my calves and back on my thighs and butt.
I was expecting my bra and panties to come off next but that didn’t happen. Instead he got up and took the altered blouse and made me wear it followed by the petticoat.
Then he gave me the black saree and I draped it around myself. Rafiq stood opposite watching me dress. After I was done, I asked “so how do I look Rafiq”?
He exclaimed “breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy”. I blushed at his comment. Then he stepped behind me gently hugging my waist and made me face the mirror.
I was very surprised looking at myself. Yes, my blouse shoulders were much narrower than before but now they looked great. Due to Rafiq’s tailoring skills my chest exposure had gone up 3x compared to before.
Now except my bra cups being hidden by the blouse, everything was on display. Rafiq placed his chin over my shoulder from behind. He kissed my neck and shoulder.
He asked “so Anita, do you you see what I meant by saying breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy”? I asked “what effect do you think this will have on my husband”?
Rafiq kissed my ears and whispered “the same it is having on me right now”. I seductively asked “what effect is it having on you now Rafiq”? He replied “I cannot describe it… if you are willing then I can give you a full demo”.
I was nearing the peak of my arousal because I had a strong gut feel about his “demo”. So I hoarsely asked “is it going to be better than yesterday Rafiq”?
He ran his tongue from my ear to my shoulder blades and back. He said “yesterday was just the trailer Anita…”. I replied “then I can’t wait to see the full movie Rafiq. Please show it to me…”.
Now his one hand gripped my bare waist harder while he dug his hard manhood grinding into my butt. His other hand cupped my boob squeezing it gently…
He nibbled on my earlobe for a while, he whispered “are you sure about this Anita”. I replied “yessss Rafiq, more than ever”. I knew what I was doing was very wrong.
But after I had bared myself to him fully, after I had let him shave me and eat my cunt too, after I had given him a hand job and taken his cum spray all over my face and body… this was inevitable…
I was miles past the point of no return. My peaking orgasm helped push me past the final barrier of guilt. So I was more than willing to experience sexual bliss for the first time outside my marriage.
Right or wrong did not matter anymore, all that I hoped for now is this better be worth all my sacrifices and hoping this breathes new life into Prakash’s cock making it the stiffest ever.
I turned around and hugged Rafiq lovingly sealing his lips with mine in an orgasmic kiss. Thanks to my sandals and his hard cock throbbing in his pants, my cunt was directly pressed against it.
I wanted this moment to last forever, I was now grinding my hips against his manhood thru our clothes. Rafiq cupped my butt cheeks with his strong palms puling me more into him and that sent my first orgasm crashing thru me.
This was my third orgasm with him and undoubtedly the best. I was now clinging onto to him like my life depended on it. The intense grinding that just transpired between us was strong enough to dislodge my sari from my petticoat.
To be continued….
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