Rediscovering Myself

Chapter 3.

Her social life picks up.

The recent past-2 weeks after Rob and Jamie perfected their friendship.

Jamie felt the sweat run down the center of her back toward the waist of her tights as she used the incline bench to do reverse situps. As she finished her sets, she looked left and saw a fit, dignified looking Indian guy eyeing her up. Seriously. He wasn't even trying to hide it.

Jamie stared at him as he stared at her and she smiled. He smiled back and walked over. "I'm sorry but you are so amazing and strong," he said with a noticeable Indian accent.

"Thank you," said Jamie, noticing-but trying not to stare at the bulge in his shorts. "It's nice to be appreciated."

She pulled a towel out of her gym bag and started patting her neck and cleavage.

"Have a great workout," she said as she started to walk away.

"Hang on, my name is Sandip, I'm done my workout can I walk you to your car?" He said that in such a rush.

Jamie smiled, "Of course, Sandip, nice to meet you." He walked very close as they headed for the lot. Rob was luckily no where to be seen.

"I have been admiring you for weeks and working up the courage to ask you out," said Sandip. Jamie smiled, giving no thought to her marriage, "What did you have in mind?"

"Sushi," he said decisively, "I know a great place in Wellerstown." Jamie liked the decisiveness. She spent too much time and too many evenings guessing and asking where to go for dinner. She wondered if he was this decisive in bed. They agreed to meet at the restaurant that night and Jamie spent the rest of Saturday trying to relax, get some sun, read, and think of plausible cover stories for her husband. Her husband came in around 4 in the afternoon after his workout and Jamie told him she would be meeting gym friends for a few drinks tonight. He didn't seem to care, although he might have cared and just not felt that it was his place to tell her what to do.

Sandip and Jamie met outside the restaurant. Each in the tightest, most flattering outfits they owned and she let him kiss her on the cheek. Dinner was amazing although Jamie didn't eat much due to excitement. Sandip suggested they go to his townhouse and watch a movie.

The movie was some ridiculous bollywood extravaganza and they laughed endlessly as they mocked the movie. As it ended in a romantic dance sequence, Sandip made his move as he ran his hand up her back and cradled the side of her head. He pulled her a bit toward him and Jamie liked that. They kissed. A lot. Exploring each other's mouths and running their lips over each other's necks as their hands began to explore each other's bodies. Jamie began to unbutton Sandip's linen shirt and she felt one of his hands slide down the front of her blouse snd flick her nipple through her sheer see through bra.

They fumbled as they hurried to strip each other until Jamie decided to slow the pace. Standing face to face as they licked, kissed and nibbled each other, Jamie began to tug at his zipper and pulled it down slowly. Her lover ran his hands inside the waistband of her jeans and undid her button fly. Then he slowly pushed her jeans down. Neither one had worn underwear and Jamie took Sandip's growing, brown, uncut cock in her hands. She appreciated his length if not his girth and decided she wanted to taste her first uncut dick.

Jamie sank to her knees with her jeans bunched up as impromptu knee pads. She stared at his cock as it hardened. He sighed as she kissed the head of his cock and gently pushed back his foreskin so she could lick around his head. Sandip shuddered and began talking about how long it had been and his wife and Jamie told him to "shut the fuck up."

She sucked his dick into her mouth, enjoying the taste, she began sucking hard and running her hands up and down his thighs. She felt his toned ass and rubbed his asshole with a finger. Sandip groaned and widened his stance and Jamie slowly pushed her index finger jnto his asshole. He put his hands on her head and started to play with her hair, alternately stroking and lightly pulling. Jamie felt her pussy growing wetter with each tug. Jamie pulled her finger out of his asshole and he giggled. She stopped sucking his hard dick to slowly slurp on her fingers and held intense eye contact. When her fingers were good and slick she returned to sucking and reinserted her finger in his asshole and began to slowly run it in and out. The sixth time she added her middle finger and Sandip groaned and his dick unloaded copious streams of cum in Jamie's mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but allowed some to dribble out the corner of her mouth.

Sandip sank down and collapsed onto his bed.

Jamie moved around behind him and spread his ass cheeks to resume her anal play. She slowly massaged his ass cheeks then leaned in and kissed his slippery asshole. She licked the back of his balls and enjoyed the salty taste. Jamie returned to Sandip's asshole and began to kiss and lick his slightly gaping rectum.

She had no idea what possessed her, she had never done this and would never have done it no matter how her husband begged, she thought. Jamie pushed her tongue inside Sandip's asshole and decided that she liked the taste. She continued rimming him and she played with her now dripping pussy. She slowly stood up pushing up off his ass. She removed her black boots and pulled her jeans off her calves. "It's your turn now stud."

Sandip pushed up off his bed and Jamie swapped positions. He knelt behind her and she opened her legs on the bed. Sandip's mouth quickly found her wetness and noisily began kissing, licking and slurping. He alternated from her pussy to asshole, back and forth for enough time that Jamie lost track.

Sandip pulled Jamie roughly to him so her ass was now near the edge of the bed and her legs were mostly off. "Should I get a condom?" he asked in his lilting accent that she was coming to enjoy.

"No. I started taking the pill again a few weeks ago. You're good."

Sandip slid his now hard again dick into Jamie's very ready pussy. She felt herself grip down and silently congratulated herself for all the kegel exercises she has done. Sandip groaned and began pumping into Jamie furiously.

Jamie was getting close to an orgasm and the two were talking dirty about what Sandip would do with her. Sandip said, "Next time-I'll bring a friend and we can check off that fantasy for you!" That did it. Jamie came. Shaking as Sandip continued to thrust away, gripping her hips and pounding into her.

Sandip pulled out and came-sending ribbons of cum across Jamie's firm ass and toned lower back. That was new too.

It was 3 AM when Jamie pulled the minivan into her long driveway and crept into her house. It was silent and dark. The cats looked at her judgmentally. She hadn't showered and she wondered if she smelled. She went to the finished basement and showered in their mudroom that he husband usually used when he had been hunting upstate.

Nude, Jamie crept upstairs and slipped into bed. She was proud of herself. She pulled it off and no one would know.

Sandip lounged on his bed and smoked a cigarette. He got up and walked to a shelf of books and small art pieces. He turned off the camera.

End chapter 3.