Hi all there. I am Arti from Mumbai. I am a married 55 years old housewife.
My husband is working in Shipping since our marriage 30 years back. I was 25 then.
After marriage everything was running smooth for 3 years. As my husband was working from office in Mumbai then. But in 1999 he had to go on ship and my life changed. As you can understand that I was young and my body needs were taking over control on my morality.
One of my Jeeja ji in our relation was staying alone that time in Mumbai.. he used to visit our house quite often. Somehow, we started getting attracted to each other and secretly made physical relationship. Sometime he used to come to my place and sometime I used to go to his place. And used to make passionate love.
The incident which I am narrating here is of 2000..
I was staying in a posh society where in all the apartments there were only two flat on each floor. My younger brother was studying in Mumbai therefore he was staying with me.
One day there was no one in my house as my brother went to hometown. I called Jeeja ji. He came, we made love and then while he was leaving I came to see him off at my flat's door.. He hugged me tightly and shucked my lips while squeezing one of my breasts.
In the evening I used to go out for workout to the gymnasium in our society.
That day when I came back after my workout, I saw Deepak my neighbour's 21 year old son was standing at our floor. He came to me and said Aunty, I have a video in my Video camera. I am sure you will like to see that. I asked which video Deepak. He asked me to wait and went to his flat and came back with his video camera. He played the video and when I saw that I was shocked. In the video, out side my flat door Jeeja Ji was smooching me while pressing my boobs.
I shouted on him and asked him to delete that video.. He said Aunty...!! Hope you understand that you are not in the position to shout on me at this matter.. If this video goes viral think what will happen to your reputation.
I understood what he wanted to say.. I politely asked him what he wants money.. how much..? Then he said Aunty I only want to fuck you once.. I was shocked hearing this.. and again shouted on him.. but he kept calm and said see aunty.. again you are shouting.. do you think you have any other option..?
Then he said, think over it and if you agree... Today night I am alone in home.. so today night you should come to my flat at 11PM in "Yellow Saree with 3/4th sleeve blouse, full jewelleries and Mang mein Sindoor etc.".. exactly like a bride. And he left immediately.
I went in my flat and fell on the sofa fully puzzled.. once I thought I will tell Jeeja Ji.. but then I thought he may come and fight with Deepak and that will create a scene.
I was 30 years old then... I was bit short some five feet with well-developed assets 38 30 42.
Deepak was 9 years younger to me. How can I do this with him.. but then I was not able to find any better option to avoid this from happening.
Then I with heavy heart. started completing my daily routine and prepared food for myself.
At about 10PM I was finally forced to decide to give up to Deepak's demand. I did full makeup as Deepak asked me to do.. then at 11 PM I rang the bell of Deepak's flat. As if he was watching through the peephole.. immediately the door opened and I was pulled in. There was Deepak in the house fully naked. OMG.. this guy had a 8 inch long and very fat dick. Twice of the size of Jeeja ji and thrice the size of my husband. There itself he hugged me very tightly and started shucking my lips with full josh and started squeezing my buttocks with his both hands.
He caught my hand and placed on his that monster dick. And holding my palm he started rubbing his cock. It was too fat and my fingers were not able to catch it fully.