It was well past midnight but the party was still raging. The music was blaring and the psychedelic lights flashed. Rachael felt Vinod's hands caressing her buttocks and she in return pressed her body against his. Then there was Vikky who hadn't been able to take his eyes of her deep cleavage the whole while. And all this was happening right in front of her husband, Ricky. She threw back her head and laughed at a lewd joke of another one of Ricky's colleagues because this was a party thrown by the software company in which Ricky had just been made Director.
Vinod's fingers had found her arse slit and was rubbing it. She shivered in delight. She had come to the party with a license to get laid. It was her way to get back at her husband because she had caught him, literally with his pants down.
Theirs had been a love marriage which had lost its love a long time ago. With Ricky having more time for his work than her, she had started doing research work and now was deeply involved in it. In fact, Ricky's infidelity was discovered because one of her sessions in Delhi. It was supposed to have been a 3-day trip but because of some communal unrest, the research sessions had been postponed. Instead of spending the night at a hotel in troubled Delhi, Rachael decided to fly back to Mumbai on a night flight. Knowing her husband's schedule she suspected that she might actually arrive before him!
Having landed at 11 she was dropped off at her residence at Cuffe Parade by a pre-paid cab an hour later. She let herself in and was surprised to find some of the lights on and the music system playing soft romantic music. So Ricky was home! That was a surprise!! Then she froze because what she heard was a long, low moan. And it had come from her bedroom! At first, she was too shocked to move. Then as if in a daze she walked to the bedroom door that was ajar and pushed it open.
The sight that greeted her still brought tears to her eyes. Her husband was standing, stark naked, with his head thrown back in ecstasy while a naked woman was on her knees in front of him sucking his cock. As Rachael watched in stunned silence, the woman moaned again and slurred, "I love your cock, Ricky, I wish I could just keep ...," she broke off to suck him even harder. Ricky in response moaned, "Aaaaaa" and reached to push her head harder on to his cock.
Then he saw Rachael at the door. And he had stood there with his mouth open. He must have lost his hard on because the woman suddenly looked up with a "What the fuck ...". Her voice trailed away when she saw Ricky's pose and turned around. She was one of her husband's colleague's wife, Radhika. The tableau remained frozen for another minute and then Rachael turned on her heel and walked out of the flat. She checked into a hotel and spent the next 2 days sobbing her guts out. On the 3rd morning she returned and continued her life as if nothing had happened. She ignored Ricky and kept out of his way completely. 10 days later Ricky had messaged her about the party. She had ignored his messages. Then he had raised the issue the previous night and here they were. But on the condition that she could do what she liked. She was doing exactly that.
Vinod's hands gave her arse another squeeze.
"Hey Ricky," it was Vikky, "seems like Vinod cannot keep his hands of your wife." He was drunk like a Lord.
"But I am enjoying it" giggled Rachael with a look at Ricky and continued, "and of course Ricky won't mind. Will you, darling?"
"You do have lovely ones there, sweety." Vikky gestured to her tits. "You are one lucky bastard, Ricky". He hiccupped.
Vinod was now almost plastered to her. "Not only the best knockers, but also the best arse around." He said and openly patted her on her buttocks.
Rachael laughed. "See I'm such a sport showing you my assets. What about you guys?
I can only feel Vinod's here and it seems a big one".
