Hi all, after reading stories regularly here I take it as my pleasure to share my experience to you all. Hope you like it & comment.
I am always surprised to know how uniquely people celebrate their intimate relationship from their narrations. I wondered many times if those intimate actions were actual or fantasy. Being married for 10 years I had no such pleasure in sex. Love making, sexually teasing, licking and sucking were beyond my imagination and experience as we are from a very conservative business family. We have spoken more business than love and intimate love. For us sex is just a biological act to get baby also I am not sure if my husband was getting pleasure but for me it was no pleasure for sure. Our sexual act was mechanical than emotional love. He hardly used to lift my garments up above my waist, throab his dick, give few jerks, release his juice and move away. Our sexual relationship limited to these routine action & after birth of kids this routine action became very rare possibility. All this made me to think most of the stories are influenced by Western culture than real experience until the day of this incident.
Let me introduce myself, I am Ritika, aged 33, have 2 kids, I am a semi-housewife as I look after my husband’s business too. My husband Ajay is a full-time orthodox business man. My marriage with him is of no happy & no regret. He is a nice gentleman who always cared for family and business. As I mentioned earlier Ajay was never active or exploiting in sexual life but still he maintained himself a good man. To tell on my appearance I can say I am a head turner. I stand 5.4 feet tall, weigh 55 kgs, I am fair by skin, I have silky black hair cut to shoulder length. I measure 34 30 36, my curvy body forces most of the men take one more turn towards me. Though I liked for being noticed by many men I remained expressionless owing to my conservative family background. Out of the men who take lusty stare on me, one man was catching my notice often & he’s most irritating.
He is Sunil, he is most irritating while staring at me. Many a times his lustful stares forced me to take a look at my dress and correct it unnecessarily. His staring eyes were so much focussed as if he is exploring my body part by part through his eyes. Many a times I was in a kind of humiliation that I wanted to talk about this to my husband but I restrained as Sunil is a partner in business and this might create a dent in business pattern. As i rarely to go office and meet him I kept his lustful stares within me. I had a clear opinion on Sunil, that he is lusting for me and covering up his character by calling me bhabhi.
It was noon around 12.30 on that day, I heard door bell ring. I noticed Sunil at the door from camera. I cursed him for dropping to home when my husband is away and my children were also out to school. I opened the door, Sanjeev wished me, I quickly asked him the reason for dropping to home. Sunil cleverly said that he wanted to meet Ajay. I replied he is off the city for which Sunil said he was told Ajay will be available till noon and saying this he entered house. All the while his eyes were scanning me from top to bottom. I without interest offered him to sit and juice for which he readily agreed. Cursing my self I walked to kitchen to make juice. I was hoping that Sunil wouldn’t be adventurous & harmful to me.