Disclaimer:
This work of fiction will most likely be long, so if that's not what you want and just want to quickly get to the sex in the story then please find another story. This story will contain themes of interracial sex, voyeurism, infidelity, raceplay, light cuckolding, and maybe some romance, so if that's not what you want, please find something else. All individuals who participate in any sexual acts in this story are all over the age of 18.
Ambika POV:
After meeting Zach and masturbating to him fucking me like in my dream, I became both excited and afraid. The mixing of these two emotions made me feel like I was being torn in two. On one hand, I really wanted to flirt with Zach and hope it leads to us having sex like in my dreams, and on the other I felt extremely guilty fantasizing about another man that was not my husband. Up until now I did not entertain another man in my head, and here I am having almost every other fleeting thought in my head about that tall white boi. Just thinking about him touching me is giving me goosebumps, try as I might I can't get the thought of him out of my head.
My behavior at home did not change much for my husband to pick up on any signs of me being fascinated by another man. The only problem was that these thoughts are making me zone out in some activities like doing the laundry and cooking. My husband would sometimes comment that whatever is on my mind can't be all that bad, since I never looked sad or frustrated. In response I would tell him that it was the same thing that was troubling me before except it developed into something a little different. With this he didn't try to pry much further, having such a trusting and considerate husband really made my little secret easy to keep, until it may have to be revealed in the future.
It was Friday evening and my son just got out of his last class in college for the week, he felt hungry and asked if I could make mutton biryani. Chicken, mutton, fish, turkey, shrimp, pork, and venison were all the meats I would prepare for my boys, beef was not an option for me since my faith forbids me from interacting with it, since cows are sacred in Hinduism. Although I never touch/eat beef, my son and husband eat beef since they're both non Hindus, they just don't do it in front of me. Just like my husband never put restrictions on me for being a Hindu (like keeping idols at home, and wearing a pottu, which is the red dot), I never put any restrictions on him or my son.
We both let our son choose his worldview, he like his father is semi agnostic and feels Hinduism restricts him from his full potential in body, unlike my husband who tolerates my faith, he has a disdain for it. Here and there he would make some snide comments, which was sometimes hurtful to me, although he would immediately apologize to me and tell me he was not intentionally trying to hurt me.
"Mom Is dinner ready yet, I'm really hungry today, I didn't eat lunch."
"And why didn't you eat lunch today?" I responded.
"Well, I had some important matters to attend to and I was busy at that time."
"And what might those important matters be for you to skip lunch Ravi." I inquisitively asked.
"Nothing mom, don't worry about it, its finished now and there's nothing more to it."
"You know Ravi, its best to not keep anything secret from your parents." I said in a serious tone.
"Well mom, its also best to not keep secrets from dad and me, ill tell my secret once
you told us yours."
Shit! did he know about my run in with Zach???, no that cant be, nothing happened between Zach and I besides a brief exchange of words. Anyways it's better for me not to pester him about his reason, otherwise I may look suspicious not revealing mine if he reveals his.
"What are you talking about Ravi, I don't have any secret."
"Sure mom, that's why you're so zoned out sometimes when you're doing something, hell when you were making the biryani you looked so lost in thought after adding the turmeric."
"It's nothing just, I thought maybe I added a bit too much turmeric."
"Its perfect honey, the biryani tastes just like back in Ambur (town in Tamil Nadu, India)." My husband responded.
"Thanks sweetie, you always appreciate my cooking." I gave him a quick wink.
"Anyways Ravi, its ok if you don't want to tell me or dad, I just wanted to know if it was anything serious."
"It's nothing serious mom, you don't have to worry about me, everything is going fine."
After we all finished dinner, I got up and took their plates to do the dishes. My son left for his room and my husband joined me in washing the dishes. Its nice having your husband help in doing some of the chores around the house besides just doing outdoor and handyman work.
As I was washing, I began to be consumed by the thoughts of Zach and his extremely attractive face, it felt like he was created to be perfect, every feature on him from his: eyes, nose, check bones, lips, chin, jawline, and of course his fluffy hair were just everything I wanted on a man's face. I was lost in thought about this perfect white boi until I heard my husband say my name."
"Ambika!"
"Oh, sorry sweetie, I was just lost in thought again."
"Yeah, I can tell honey, I think Ravi might be right."
"What do you mean by that Paul?" I asked puzzled.
"You know what I mean, about your secret?"
"Ok fine, he's right I do have a little secret, babe."
"I can tell, you're smiling for some reason when you're doing the dishes, I'm guessing its good then?"
"Yeah, kind of I think, I'll tell you when its time."
"Alright Ambika, I don't want to pester you any more on this matter, I'll just go take a quick walk outside."
"Don't be late Paul, make sure all the doors are locked after you come in, ill be heading to the bedroom now."
"Yeah, got it."
My husband left for his walk; this gave me the perfect opportunity to finger myself in private to my adulterous thoughts. I went up to my bedroom and immediately started fingering my pussy away. Just thinking about him touching me got me so wet. I climaxed and waited for my husband. Once he entered into the bedroom, he immediately noticed my wet panties, which I intentional left for him to see. Since it was Friday, I thought we both could use some long sex to enjoy the start of the weekend.
"Wow honey you're really wet, more than usual, and besides don't you think it's a little too early." My husband said in excitement.
"Sweetie, I really need you to make love to me all night today until Saturday comes, I want us to be fucking and cuddling, it's been a long time since we had more than 2 hours of sex."
"You're right Ambika, it's been a while since we fucked ourselves into tomorrow, my dick is getting really hard now."
"That's its sweetie, come make mama cum, she really needs your big brown dick."
My husband and I had a long night of sex, we finally slept at 2:00 am. When my husband was fucking me in doggy, I was imagining Zach pounding me with his cock, and that made me cum so much on my husband's dick, which he noticed, and I just told him doggy is my new favorite position. We woke up late at 9:30 and got ready. I decided to go grocery shopping again at the same place where Zach worked. My mind was now made up, I'm going to give Zach my number.
I got to the lines and this time Zach had the longest line. I waited in line hoping nobody was at the back of me, and sure enough when I was the next person to pay, another person ended up behind me. With this I abandoned my plan for today. I flirted quickly with Zach as he put my bags in the cart. Then I left for home, and decided ill do this again Sunday. I would give the excuse at home of forgetting to pick up some chips I wanted.
On Sunday I arrived at the store early, and sure enough Zach was there, I picked up some chips and very few people were around at this time. I got to Zach with no one around I quickly reached for my wallet and pulled out my card and paid. I also took a piece of paper from my wallet and as Zach gave me the receipt. I discreetly put the piece of paper in my palm and closed it, then I received the receipt and put the small string of paper in his hand. He looked at it and looked shocked.
The contents of the paper were this. "My number, Call me with a heart next to it."
He then looked at me and smiled, I gave a sexy wink in response and left the store.
As I got home, I immediately put my phone on silent and my notifications hidden. It wasn't until during the night I got a text from him, in fact 2 texts.
"Are you the one who gave me this paper?"
The next message had the picture of the paper I gave to Zach.
"Yep, that's me."
"Awesome, I never had a mature Indian woman give her phone number to me, are you interested in me?"
"I'm obsessed with you, ever since I first saw you, I can't stop thinking about you, you're the most attractive man I have ever seen."
"Thanks!!, and you're extremely attractive as well, I couldn't help but notice that you had a wedding ring on, are you married and have kids?"
"Yes, I'm married and I have one son whose a young man like you, why would that be a problem?"
"Oh, hell no! in fact it turns me on knowing you're some man's wife and a mother to another."
"Awesome, you really like your married moms huh whiteboi?" I sent with a kissy emoji.
"Yeah they're the best kind of women."
Then his next response was a bit late.
"Is your husband and son Indian like you as well?"
"Yes both my husband and son are Indian, why do you ask?"
"Because its so much hotter knowing that when we get together, I'll be cucking an Indian father and son."
"Woah hold on there whiteboi, I never said there would be guaranteed sex with me, I really like you but I love my husband, it's a 50/50 of us fucking."
"Well, we could get to know each other better, want to go on a date with me later this week you beautiful Indian Goddess."
"I would be delighted, I get off work early on Wednesday at 2 pm, does that work for you?
"Yep, ill just skip my afternoon classes, where do you want to go."
"You don't need to take me anywhere fancy, you know what lets just meet at the burger joint that's next to your store, and don't worry I will pay for the both of us, you sexy white stud!"
"Then it's a date! by the way I'm not sure if got to know your name or if I had forgotten it."
"It's Ambika, and don't worry I know yours is Zach or Zachariah."
"Ambika once that date is over it won't be 50/50 it'll be 100 percent of us fucking eventually."
"That's the confidence I like to hear in a man!"
I refrained from getting too sexual with Zach while texting and told him to do the same, which he respectfully agreed to. I didn't want any nudes to be in our conversations, also I kept deleting our text messages once the conversation ended.
Eventually Wednesday came and it seemed like forever until 2 pm came for me, all I could think about was Zach and me kissing after the date and making out in my car, that boi has taken over my mind dammit! After getting into my car, I got a text notification, and sure enough it was from Zach.
"Are you ready for our date Ambika?"
"Yep, just got out of work, ill be there in 15 minutes."
"Sounds good, I'm already there waiting in my car. I can't wait to see you!"
"Me too Zach, ill let you know when I get there, stand by the door so I can come to you, and we can enter together."
"Alright Ambika, take your time don't rush for me and drive safely, beautiful."
