I was sure that Niharika was standing behind the curtains and watching us or at least it felt like that. It turned on me. I kissed my wife on her lips even though she was so reluctant to kiss me in the balcony. I don’t know what happened to me? Did I fancy Niharika? I have no idea. It’s not like I don’t love my wife. I love her and we had sex regularly even during her pregnancy. But Niharika was doing something to me. I kissed on my wife’s lips with more passion as if to show Niharika that this is how I would kiss her. I had sex with my wife that day but Niharika’s body and face was on my mind throughout our sex.
Sometimes, Niharika stand on the balcony in her school uniforms. Her school uniform was blue colour shirt with white and blue striped skirt that ends well above her knee. Her shirt tucked in tightly inside her skirt, giving her boobs an enhanced look. Her boobs were slightly bigger than any girl at her age. She leans forward, resting her elbows on the fence- four straight bars placed horizontally at waist height to protect someone falling down.
She keeps her leg on the lowest steel bar. On that time her skirt slightly goes up and forms gap between her thighs. Sometimes it’s hard to resist this. I look at her thighs lustily. I even sometimes wished that her skirt goes up little more. She is bad, very bad. She is working me. Sometimes she wears pencil tight jeans and tops that ends just exactly at her waist. She lifts her hands if I am around her to show me her sexy waist. Her waist was free from fat and I loved it.
Two more months have gone with these kinda teasing and flirting with Niharika. My wife has gone to her hometown for the delivery. I didn’t have sex for the last two months and my wife not being there, deprived me of anything remotely related to physical contact with a woman. It was very evident to me that Niharika is infatuated with me. Should I have to make use of this infatuation and benefit from this or should I be loyal to my wife? I wasn’t sure. One shouldn’t do anything when he wasn’t sure. And I did nothing, till that day.
One day, her father threw a party at his home as he has been promoted in his company. He got a well-paid, high position in his company. I was invited to the party. I have gone inside her home on the party day. I was surprised to find at least hundred people inside their home. I met her father and congratulated him. I saw Niharika in black glittering one piece, tightly covering her thin, slender body ending well above her knees, showing small amount of her voluptuous fair thighs.
The word gorgeous was an underrated word for how she looked on that day. I saw her soft tender boobs standing up to take a notice at them. I didn’t fail to notice them. She smelled nice. I complimented her looks and she blushed. I had few glasses of whiskey in the party. After sometime in the party, her father came to me with a favour. Since we were good friends, he asked me whether I have some good liquor bottles at home as he didn’t expect these many people would turn up and finish his liquor collection. Luckily, I had two bottles of good whiskey at home.
I was about to leave when Niharika insisted to come with me. She informed her father that ice cubes were over at their home. We both left her home and reached my home. She was walking very close to me and sometimes her soft body rubbed against my body. I could feel the warmth of her body. We were inside my home. I had kept the liquor bottles on the kitchen shelf located well above my head. I put the stool and tried to climb on it to take out the whiskey bottles. I couldn’t do it as I was slightly high due to few glasses of whiskey. Niharika asked me to hold the stool and she climbed on it.