My name is Meena and I was born and raised on a farm in a small West UP town, had lot of fun and good time in my childhood and youth, but never crossed the line of propriety, our Family and culture values never allowed us to be anything other than glued to ideals and values, believe it or not, till I got married did not talk to any man other than my father and brothers.
Hence I certainly was not prepared for the fantastic things that have happened to me in the last year.
To tell you my story, I was obviously a virgin when I married Dinesh and everything was traditional from the time we got engaged till marriage and the 'first night' and everything after that, Dinesh and I would have our 'lovemaking' only in the Night and that too only now I learned it is called 'a missionary style' – no extras and all as per customary diktats.
We were everybody's "perfect couple" – he worked in the Army Depot at Meerut and I would teach at a local Central School. My colleagues and friends used to tell me that I am an extremely attractive woman and very sensual – never understood the meaning of these words – my World was my husband and nothing else. I always thought of myself as his property and these words did not excite me – is what I used to tell these people and they would laugh.
Dinesh worked hard for a lot of years, and, last year(18 months ago), got the "big" promotion and was transferred to Bangalore. We had to leave our little town for the first time in our lives. It was very scary, but our luck and the new Internet world gave us lot of confidence and we settled just outside of Bangalore in an Army Cantonment, and the people at our new colony were the greatest – making us feel at home, helping us settle in, etc.
As you can guess, I was the dumb little country girl in the big city for the first time – I had never been exposed to all the sex and violence and four-letter words in the "outside" world.
Dinesh and I were about even in the sex department, and I didn't believe people could do the things to each other that I have recently discovered they do Dinesh and I have been married nine years and we normally made love maybe two or three times a month, and, although I was unaware of this, I had never experienced an orgasm in all the years of my marriage. As mentioned we had sex in the traditional, "missionary" position, and as soon as Dinesh reached his climax, he would get up and take a shower, and then I'd take mine.
To me, the sex felt good but it meant more to see if we can have children and more of it was be sure he was happy, but I thought that was all there was to it – no big deal. We had never tried, or even discussed, oral sex or anything else for that matter.
Dinesh's new job keeps him on the road constantly and he is gone more than he's home. After some days he took voluntary retirement from the Army job and got into a private Construction company dealing in Real Estate and quickly made enough money allowing us to get some strength financially and we bought a house and moved to Bangalore, and the upkeep and expenses in the area are demanding compared to Meerut and even the outside Army Cantt where we had been staying.
Life quickly changed and very soon - we were ushered into a different world.
Reality of sex and its usage in the murky world of career and the politics around it came into our knowledge when in one party which we attended brought me to face to face with Dinesh's colleagues and his seniors - especially one Mr Rami Reddy - owner and very influential political leader and also a doyen in the Real Estate world.
He was eying me all through the party and his eyes were seriously undressing me at every given instance - though naive and rustic in my outlook - this did not escape my eye and it got fully evidenced when I witnessed something which made my hair stand up. I saw him with a lady who was my husband's colleague's wife in the same company - her name was Triisha and her husband Ramesh was a few roles junior to my husband and worked with him in the same team.
The picture in front of me was exceedingly obnoxious and meaningless and sinful but now can call it 'erotic' - a sight which made me wet in my pussy straightaway(though I was not prepared to accept or even understand it at that time) and the man had a mammoth prick(I learned this word only after this and these kind of episodes) - it was huge and the way she was getting see sawed by him standing in the balcony of the hall where the congregation was on - was brazen - shameless and extremely open.
She was kissing him all over his mouth and could see he saliva dripping into his mouth - and he with his pants down to his feet was screwing her standing leaning on the railing of the balcony and the married woman having her legs around her with the saree jostled around her waist.
They were in that position for full 15 minutes and was amazed when her bent his down to what must be her bosom and a ripping sound confirmed that the blouse was torn open and the final nail was the slurping - he was sucking on her boobs. Finally he started to grunt and she led him to his orgasm very easily -with her hands down between the legs - and fondling his balls -and he came with a strong shout. He had fucked her well - she looked a fucked woman to me - and before they noticed me - moved out from behind the curtain and came back to the sofa in the board room -and sat with a drink in my hand.
She returned first- and looked completely disheveled - and of course fucked. I was shaken beyond belief.
As I was still getting over it - my body started to sweat profusely - and the atmosphere inside the ball room was becoming reap stuffy. I decided to go out of the building for a while and quickly passed Dinesh and told him all that was seen on the Balcony - he looked at me in disbelief but a thing or two about the reasons behind it became apparent a few days later - when this man Ramesh got promoted and was brought to the same level as my husband.
Dinesh was very upset -and he was not prepared to accept this insult. He trusted his working abilities and was amazed that this had to happen to him. That night - we had little to do with sex - and was a worried night but - early morning at 5am, I got up and found him staring towards the roof in the Room. I got up on my haunches and slowly kissed him on his lips and could get his tears and he was silently weeping. I took his face in my hand," Dinu - we love each other. If this is hurting you - let us go back to Meerut and leave everything here."