(Continued from part 1)
As Sunita and Manoj enjoyed to play their games of dares, Sunita's hubby Arun was puzzled about what made her so horny. He liked it though, as Sunita would be sometimes half naked as he came from office. She would sometimes be very casual topless, and sometimes wear a fully covering top and nothing below. She would make him eat her pussy more and made loud moans. Whenever he stared at her, she would quickly bend over or slide her shorts, inviting him. He considered himself the luckiest bastard.
But there was one more guy who was getting suspicious. The old man, the owner of all these houses, who lived in ground floor. He was about 62, retired, but was as horny as a teenager. Years of exploiting his female subordinates in his office had stopped after retirement. His wife still in shape, but was menopausal, so was not much fun. He always had an eye on Sunita, despite her conservative dressing. His experienced eyes knew she was a bombshell underneath, and her raw sexuality needed just the right motivation. He always wore a lungi and a vest, mostly no undies, eyeing up every female who walked past.
He had got lucky with one or two maids earlier, and about 5 years ago forcefully fucked a neighbor lady in late forties. However she never made a scene and their family quietly shifted to another place soon after. His wife knew his character but never dared to correct him.
This old guy had observed that the place was too quiet everyday these days, as if no one lived above. Earlier he would even listen to the toilet flush of Sunita's room and try imagining her pissing. But now even that didn't happen. So one day after his wife started cooking, he silently walked up the stairs. He had an excuse, he would hire a maid to clean all corridors.
But he saw that Sunita's house seemed to be locked. He walked around, even dared to peep in the windows but no one seemed to be there, no sound of cooking, washing or TV. "Strange!" He thought and climbed another level to the terrace hoping to say hi to Manoj. As soon as he stepped to the terrace, silently, he was shocked. Manoj's room was open, and the prim and proper Sunita, was sitting next to him, apparently in shorts and top, he had only seen in TV! He hid himself and looked on, they were quite busy flirting with each other. He even saw her lay down on her belly displaying her ass for a while on his cot! Unbelievable! A married woman!
Manoj was also busy sporting an erection. He smiled to himself knowing his Jack off dream might actually come true! He knew exactly what to do. He moved in casually looking here and there. Now both Sunita and Manoj saw him, and panicked. She quickly got up, but there was no excuse or option to run away. Still, she was in control. But Manoj looked like a kid, caught his hand in a cookie jar.
