What a thrill and suspense it was! Remembering those events even today, I feel goose pimples on my arms. Even today, we are unable to comprehend the mind boggling experiences in a short span of time. It was the experience of adventure, suspense, titillation, excitement, sensuality and most of all subtle and expressive love; all mixed together to make a thrilling package. Those interested in only hard porn, may please move elsewhere. I urge interested readers to read the earlier parts before starting this part. That is because many things in these parts are linked to the earlier parts and it would deprive you of proper understanding of the events that followed.
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QUICK RECAP
I am Sunil. My wife is Sunita. I am a political journalist covering sensitive national security matters. Sunita is a marvellous wife and was and is really attractive. We were in our middle or late thirties, when the incidents happened. Colonel Jaswant Singh was an Army officer from "Anti Insurgency Force". He was an expert in anti guerrilla warfare. His comely wife Jyoti was a house wife. We were neighbours and over a period of time our two families' relationship grew quite close.
Being in the same age bracket, the Colonel and I were quite free with the other's wife and vice versa. Initially there was no sexual intent or overture except staring at the other's wife's boobs or ass or hugging the other's wife occasionally casually. Our relationship with Colonel Jaswant Singh and his wife Jyoti went up a few notches, when all four of us watched an uncensored English movie in a film festival, where we flirted with the other's wife. We then planned a trip into Himalayas to attend an Army camp. We left for the camp as per schedule.
During the travel in the train, we travelled with young lass, Neetu and Capt. Kumar, who was young, handsome and street smart. Capt. Kumar and Neetu flirted in a toilet of the train. I cautioned them not to make a scene in a public place.
We finally reached the camp site. On the day of arrival many amorous incidents happened. They have been elaborated in earlier parts.
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When we returned to our tent, the scene was tantalizing. My jaw dropped when I saw Sunita. I was unable to recognize my conservative wife of so many years. Her hair was turned around from the back of her head onto the top with many curls and knots tied beautifully. She wore a frilled cotton skirt with twin layered semi-transparent outer and cotton white inner. The skirt was not too short. It covered her thighs. However, it was a bit tight and accentuated her hips. This was quite a departure for my conservative wife. I was foxed with the change in her.
Jyoti had put on a plain cylindrical black skirt; like the ones American girls wear for the office. The skirt ended well above her knees. She had a sleeveless green low neck top. The top covered just her breasts and ended in the form of two thin strips which circled around her neck. It left her shoulders, armpits and portions just above her breasts bare on both the sides.
The program started on the dot at 6 pm with the address to the gathering by the administrator, who was the camp head. As expected, our wives caused a stir in the group of men and women. Both looked ravishingly beautiful and made an impressive entrance. All eyes were focussed on two pairs of tits and ass. It looked like there were two VIPs and the rest were ordinary citizens.
The administrator introduced himself and his team. He said that they organised the camp with three objectives. First was to create awareness of terrorism and to impart some primary ideas on how to deal with it without panicking. Second was to create awareness and enjoy fitness by doing some physical exercises. The third was to enjoy each other and the nature.
He outlined schedules for the next six days. It was more or less as explained by the Colonel. The schedule was packed with morning yoga and exercises, followed by outdoor trekking, hill climbing etc. and finally entertainment, drinks and dance etc. in the evening.
The first day evening schedule had a magic show program by a famous magician. We all watched the show enthusiastically. As the program was nearing the end, the venue shifted outside around camp fire. There were two camp fires and around each there was a group of people, who was served alcoholic as well non alcoholic beverages.
There was an announcement for a dance program. The PA system played some fast numbers. The Colonel and Jyoti went to dance. Both danced very well. Sunita and I watched them and others dancing on the floor. After a break, the Colonel picked Sunita to dance with him. She declined saying that she did not know how to dance. However, the Colonel dragged her to the floor and began teaching her the steps. I was surprised to see my wife dancing fairly well, letting the Colonel grind his crotch on her crotch. Seeing this Jyoti got encouraged and made me dance close with her. Jyoti and my wife danced with some other army men also.
After the dance was over, we decided to skip the dinner as we had enough snacks. The Colonel said, "We have a long day tomorrow and we have to start early morning. I think we must hit the bed now. Let us get to bed early." He winked at me and said, "It is a different matter that we may sleep late. Good night and keep the door open." The Colonel conveyed his program for the night.
There was sound of huffing and puffing, moaning and sighs from our adjoining room. my wife Sunita was keen to see the Colonel and his wife making love. She had said that it was her fantasy. I caught her hand and we hid to watch their love making from a crack in the door. When we returned, she was excited and wanted me to fuck her. I reminded her that she had to fulfil my fantasy also. She knew that my fantasy was to share her with the Colonel.