Neighbour’s Wife is a pleasure on the Bed…..A Story with Revenge in Mind.
Heera returned to her house very very bewildered and anxious, Manju was not the kind who would easily forgive her and was not a very aggressive man too, she just started wondering on how he would react.
She was getting into her house when the neighbours’ door creaked open and out came Ratheesh, the third neighbour on the same floor, finding Heera on the door he became slightly sheepish and went off quietly to his house. Heera was very surprised to notice - Sunita quickly closing the door on them and bolting inside.
Sunita and Saranya (Ratheesh's wife) were neighbours. They both were known to fight with each other and it never really mattered to the husbands till one day (a few months ago) Sunita decided to get an upper hand- she seduced Ratheesh during the summer holidays when Saranya and children were away for a vacation.
" Where is your husband, haven't seen him for quite a while?” Ratheesh was in his jockey shorts and sweat shirt coming back from the GYM whereas Sunita was returning home with her young daughter Sush (4years old) and all of them were in the lift. Sunita was very cordial and told him, Ramesh -her husband had gone to Malaysia and would be way for couple of weeks.
Ratheesh blurted that he too was alone and was stunned when he heard " I know- the fighter peacock and her siblings are gone for some time, there will be some peace", Ratheesh was taken aback and wanted to retort but was distracted by the 'cleavage' show he got with the chuni sliding away and the deep neckline of the kameez all aglow on the fair skin, the boobs temporarily rubbed against each other- in the small lift, he could not do anything but watch the exhibition and 'exhibition' it was, Sunita did not bother to cover her self and when their floor came- she picked up Sush and walked away dropping the chuni there and there on the lift floor.
Ratheesh picked up the garment and handed it over to the young girl overlooking from her mother's shoulder, " Join us for dinner, and you may get to pick up the rest of the clothes dropped from my body" saying Sunita went inside her house without any bother to look at him, she knew the 41 year old man was lusting for her 26 year old juicy pussy.
The stars seemed to be favoring this 'unusual' union and Sunita had no way of knowing that Ratheesh and his cock was aching for just such an opportunity.
Poor Ratheesh was unaware of her exploits in the past and was ignorant of her sexual history, so he like a typical middle class male was hesitant to get into a scandal and become ridicule in the family - that was the last thing he wanted.
He avoided the 'dinner' invitation but did what he was always 'best' at- masturbated watching a Indian blue movies of-course thinking and visualizing Sunita as the girl on the screen.
Aaaaaaaaahhhhh- what an ejaculation he felt, his cock felt much harder then it usually was in such a state, he knew this tempting invitation could not be ignored for long. He was thirsting for Sunita from the time his wife had started complaining of her antics in the 'common' verandah, which both the flats shared.
Sunita was sitting on the slanted wooden bench in the 'common verandah' and was bent over the bucket 'full of wet clothes', when Ratheesh opened the door to pick up his towel- it was a Saturday and he had got up late, their eyes met and Ratheesh got a jolt once again in his loins- she looked at him agape and white teeth showing her intent clearly, she wanted him and wanted the 'dong' badly.
Ratheesh picked up the towel and went back quickly and was about to get into the bathroom when he stopped. He stealthily went back and started leering at Sunita through the window behind the curtain, she was now about to hang the clothes on the string tied end to end in front of her room in their flat.
Being at home she was dressed pretty flimsy, wearing a T-shirt with buttons and a pleated skirt, her hair was braided and coiled, held with a thick towel hair-ring, she was very much aware of the 'voyeur' and to make things very complicated for Ratheesh did some real stunning stuff.
While bending back to pick some more clothes, Sunita unbuttoned her T-shirt and with her legs bare as she bent over, the lapels of her T-shirt swung low and he saw the luscious swell of her breasts, her long mangalsutra glistening on her dusky skin, nestling in her deep and inviting cleavage, she was not wearing any brassiere- going only to suggest what she had on her mind. Ratheesh was already feeling his lips moving over and covering over her nipples, he was thirsting for her and ogled unabashedly, enjoying the sight when he noticed a erotically brownish beauty spot on the inside of her right breast.
Sunita knew that he was watching her and decided to excite him to 'death' and did not straighten up for more than a minute, it was a sight worth a million and for this 41 year old man it was a full of thrill and filled with excitement, patience was running out and being in the broad daylight, perhaps, it stalled him from going and grabbing her there and then - otherwise nothing could have stopped the copulation, after all things were to definitely work out for them.
Reaching up to her forehead to wipe off the settling sweat Sunita removed the towel band from her head and re-coiled her long braid into a knot high on the back of her head – retied the towel-band while accentuating the sweep of her neck. The gold chain 'mangalsutra’ glistened on her flesh just above the T-shirt, which was just covering her boobs.
Ratheesh could see her pause and smile on her reflection in the water filled bucket below. She was clearly onto creating trouble for him, her shimmering white teeth gleamed while she turned her head this way and that, eyes sparkling with mischief showing on her mind, Sunita suddenly bent her head down over the T shirt and held her hands between the breasts and with the tip of her little finger, she slowly weighed and lifted her breasts.
She started to rub her thumbs on both nipples without any caution and to add to Ratheesh torment, she moistened her fingers on her tongue and resumed rubbing the same on the nipples and the jutting aureoles, over the cloth of the T-shirt.
The poor nipples stiffened with the excessive pinch, which she tweaked and twirled turning them into hard stubs.
Ratheesh saw her breathing get faster and could feel her getting tense, she parted her lips and one could easily feel the flaring of her nostrils, these were all clear messages of lust building up and one could easily make out she was out to 'trap' the male watching her from the window – as an unmistakable sign of sexual arousal, she gave a final tug to the T shirt and squeezed hard on her breasts, the flesh turned red and crimson blue on the insides with her tongue moving lasciviously over her upper lip.
From his window, Ratheesh was watching her silently and while watching her, he did not realize that there was a groan, which he felt from within and in a sub conscious state he had already pulled his erect cock out of his shorts and began to masturbate slowly.
He pressed his eye to the window again. She was still fondling her beautiful breasts - she knew she was being watched, she liked the fact that he desired her and today - she promised herself, she would entice him to fuck her.
Finally, she straightened, the T-shirt was damp with sweat and he could clearly see the sharp points of her nipples and the dark shadows of her aureoles. His cock was leaking on its own reminding him of his teen age days when he used to have similar experience watching Renu across the balcony- he was 'Babu' in those days and had come a long way from then.
The itch began near the back of her anus and found its way right on up and over her erected clitoris. That certain itch which comes only to women in desperate need. Sunita was more than familiar with the lovely yet agonizing feeling. It was time ... yes ... Sunita knew it was that time. She closed her eyes, not wanting to ... but the demand was there, spinning in her brain, warming her body.
He's going to fuck me!
Sunita watched him come around the end of the sofa from the wet outside 'verandah'- he was unable to resist it anymore and mindful of the fact that it was just 11 am in the morning and was broad daylight and that the 'common verandah' opened out into the emergency exit (spiral staircase) from where the servants climb up, Ratheesh dived into the act without any more remorse or thought.
Sunita was sure and knew in her mind that it was going to happen and she felt her heart pound. She felt a thrill begin tingling through her belly, making her pussy-tunnel squirm warmly in a way it hadn't for nearly three years.
Ratheesh reached for her beyond the sofa and caught her lovely hair band from behind and pulled her on to his chest, " Ouch - that hurts, have patience my lover, I am all yours- but first tell me why you did not come in the night, you mustn’t have slept ofcourse and I am also sure you would have 'come' over and over again wanting these', saying Sunita had her left arm draping across the boobs whereas the right hand was 'sawing' between the legs.
Ratheesh was going mad and blank with the 'lust' overpowering him, it had been ages since he had fucked a 'other woman' and that was just after his engagement, he was in his twenties and got an opportunity to sink his tool into a wet pussy of the receptionist at his office those days- she had seduced him in her own house while he was visiting to meet her 'ailing' parents.
Sunita felt almost hypnotized as he pushed her down on the knees, his strong hands on her wrists, his long thick manly shaft was jutting out of his jockeys and he pulled her over to the same, he wanted her to suck his cock- his wife hadn't done anything of that sort for ages now and he had but one desire - make Sunita drink his 'jism' and suck him to 'nirvana'.
