My name is Deesha. I'm married to Sarvesh since around 4 years now. We have a very loving and healthy marriage. We both love each other equally and I have never even imagined cheating on him. This incident happened due to the arrival of my school friend, Geeta (name changed). Geeta and I were friends in school. And when we were young, we had explored each others' bodies. Back then, it all seemed like a game and none of us knew what we were doing.
I had completely forgotten about the incident until I came face to face with Geeta a couple of months back. We had no contact since joining college. I was the one who spotted and recognized her. She was busy on her phone. We were happy to see each other after more than a decade. I invited her to my house. She told me that she now lives in Birmingham, but was visiting a cousin of hers who lives just a couple of blocks away from me. I told her about my happy marriage life. She told me that she had not yet married anyone.
When I asked her the reason, she looked at me with disapproving eyes as if conveying betrayal.
Geeta- You really don't know why I have not married anyone yet? Maybe whatever happened between us did not mean anything to you but it meant a lot to me. I am a lesbian.
I did not know how to react. I had never given any 2nd thoughts to what we did back in our school days, as it all seemed childish and innocent. Geeta asked me if I am really happy with my marriage and whether I am really straight. I answered positively with confidence. Geeta apologized and left my house. She left me with our memories of having engaged in casual lesbian sex at a young age. For the next few days, I kept brooding over her question of whether I am really straight or not. Although all these years I had never questioned my sexuality, Geeta had raised that question in my mind. I started reading lesbian sex stories and started watching lesbian porn. I began liking this side of my sexuality.
Very soon before I knew, I was masturbating daily to lesbian porn videos. Whenever Sarvesh fucked me, I closed my eyes and imagined Geeta fucking me with a strap on! Within a month or so, I had turned bisexual. I was eager to contact Geeta but I had no means of reaching her. She had left my house abruptly so we never got to exchange numbers. I went to her cousin's house and got Geeta's contact details. Now that I had Geeta's number, I was again in 2 minds whether to contact her or not. Whether she would like to talk to me or not, considering how bad our reunion was last month! 3 days went by but I had not yet contacted Geeta.
It was around 6pm, I was busy with cooking dinner when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and was shocked to see Geeta there.
Geeta- Prerna(her cousin) told me you had asked for my contact details. I waited for 3 days but since you did not contact me, I drove here from Birmingham.
I was still in shock, so I couldn't say anything. Geeta welcomed herself inside my house. She put her bag down on the couch and turned to me. We were both looking at each other with lust and love. Geeta knew that I wanted her as badly as she wanted me. She came forward and hugged me. I hugged her tighter. Geeta was darker and a little taller than me. The pressure cooker whistle broke our hug. I went to the kitchen and told Geeta to go get a shower.
After 20 odd minutes, Geeta came into the kitchen. I had my back to her. She came up behind me suddenly and hugged me. She made me turn towards her and I dropped the pan I was holding in my hand. Geeta had come out of the shower to the kitchen completely naked! My knees started going weak seeing Geeta's naked body, smelling fresh from the shower she just had. Geeta inserted a finger between her legs, then bought it to her lips and licked it, all the while looking at me. I was too excited and scared to move. So Geeta came near me and kissed my lips. She put her arms around my shoulders, held my head with her hands and kissed my lips. I responded equally well, sucking her lips and giving her my tongue. Our breasts were pressed against each others'.
I pushed her away saying I have to finish cooking and that Sarvesh will be home soon. But Geeta was in no mood to let go of me. So I continued my cooking while she kept kissing my body over my dress. We giggled and moaned, also reminiscing our lesbian experience more than a decade back. The doorbell rang. Sarvesh was home. Geeta took her bag and went to the guest room. I corrected my clothes and opened the door. Geeta came out wearing a black top and yellow skirt. I introduced Sarvesh and Geeta to each other.
When Sarvesh went to freshen up, immediately Geeta came to the kitchen and started kissing me. The thought of kissing my friend with my husband being less than 20 feet away made my vagina wet as hell! We both kissed for 2-3 minutes. During dinner, Geeta kept fondling my legs with her legs under the dining table. I couldn't wait for the night as I so badly wanted to have sex with Geeta. Finally around 10pm, Sarvesh went to our bedroom. I told him to sleep. That I will chit chat with Geeta for a while. I wished him good night and shut our bedroom door.
The guest room was right next to our bedroom. I went inside the room. I had a dark blue maxi on and a black panty. I never wore a bra after 10pm. I saw Geeta sitting on the bed, reading on her Kindle. She had a pink maxi on. I came inside the room and shut the door. We were both smiling at each other. Geeta got up from the bed. She walked past me to the door and locked it. She then held my hand and took me to the bed. She made me lie down on the bed on my back. She came over me and rested her body on top of mine. I held her face in my hands, we set aside each others' curls and put our lips together. Geeta sucked and bit my lips. We sucked at each others' tongues, rubbing our breasts against each others'.