My wife, Rose, 29, works as a senior marketing executive in an Ad agency. She is a perfect example of how a woman should balance her family and professional life. Though she has a real hectic schedule professionally but she adjusts really well. I, rather we never had a problem. I am not a person who wants to see my wife fucked up by other men. Never. I get jealous even when I see her with any other man but I also know many guys mentally undressed her when we go to any party. Rose's beauty demands that.
To describe Rose is to describe a heavenly beauty. She is 5'7.5. She has an oval face which consists of a pair of dreamy blue eyes, a cute nose and juicy lips with lots and lots of promise. She has long pitch black silky hairs. A fair complexion. Her skin feels like someone has applied butter on her, I mean its so smooth and erotically soft. Her boobs are bigger than average. Her main attraction are her ass, as far as I think, they are a sculptor's masterpeice. What a shape! With an appreciable fluffy ness. She has an aura of elegance when she walks and the way she carries herself is remarkable. Everything was going very nice for us till she confessed to me few months. Her experience on a rainy day…….and night.
That day it was raining heavily. I was skeptic of going to my office but had to go because of urgency and so did Rose. It was evening time, still the rain didn't stop. In fact it was raining ferociously. Rose was driving her car to home when suddenly on the way she saw Brian, one of her office colleague waiting amidst the rains on the middle of the road. Rose stopped her car as Brian came running towards her car. Rose lowered her car's window.
"Oh thank God its you Rose!" Brain said with a relief.
"Why what happened? Everything ok?" Rose asked, sensing that something might have gone wrong.
"I am afraid not. Actually my car has broken down. And in this rain I don't think I will be able to find anyone. Do you mind to give me a lift please?" Brian asked hoping that Rose gives in to his innocent request.
Rose thought for few seconds, looked at Brian. He was completely drenched. She responded, "Ok come in." But she made sure he was sitting on the back seat of her car.
Brian, 38, was a burly kind of a man. With 6'2 height and a huge structure he really looked overwhelming sometimes. But he had a very cute and charming face. He was Rose's colleague for a year now and was a married man himself. He was famous in the office to have bedded many females of the office. But Rose had never seen him making a pass at her or anything. But still she was very cautious with him. They chatted about the weather, a bit of family and a lot of office stuff before they reached our (Rose and I) apartment.
Rose thought as I must be there in the house so she invited Brian to the house as it was raining hard. Brian accepted the invitation without any hesitation.
Rose parked the car and was shocked to see the house locked. She unlocked it, they both came in and she switched on the lights. Without her prior knowledge, I had left a message which she read and sighed, "I am sorry my hubby isn't home right now. In fact he will be here late night because of an official meeting."
"Oh that's bad." Brain chipped in.
"Yeah. Anyways Brain you are really drenched, you may catch cold, better dry yourself." She showed him the way to our bathroom which was attached to our bedroom.
When they reached the bathroom she said, "The towel is inside only and here are my hubby's cloth. Wear it after you dry. Hope they will fit you."
"Hope so!" Brian responded and went inside the bathroom, closed the door behind. Rose went to the other room, herself changed from her business suit to a long black skirt and a blood-red blouse. Her vivaciousness was oozing from all over her. Then she went to the kitchen to prepare coffee for the two. Realizing that whether Brian would like black or plain coffee she went towards the bathroom to ask him. Brian had already dried himself and was on his way to drying his chest when Rose entered the room saying, "Brian will you like black………………" She couldn't complete the sentence because exactly at that moment the towel that Brian was wearing around his waist (that was the only thing he was wearing!), fell off as he was turning to hear what Rose was saying. For just a few seconds Rose kept gaping at Brian from top to bottom and the moment Brian turned around to cover up, she realized where she was and what she was doing and immediately almost ran out of the room, straight to the kitchen. She was breathing heavily. Few seconds later she felt a hand on her waist. She turned, her breathing increasing every second. More than anything, something was igniting within her. Actually, Rose and I didn't have sex from the past one week because of the intense office work. We had planned it for Saturday and that day was Friday. So Rose's fires were ignited. She was getting aroused but was, at least till then, in control of herself.
