An Affair for Life

Disclaimer: All characters involved in sexual activity are above the age of 18 years. Some portions of the story are inspired from real life events. Special thanks to all readers posting me feedbacks and showing interest in my stories. Suggestions for improvement are always welcome.

Samita used to stay in the building opposite our building, her room facing ours. There was a single common narrow road of approximately six meters which separated the buildings and altogether four families stayed there. My family and Samita used to stay in the first floor while two other families stayed in the ground floor of the two facing buildings. All the four families were tenants of a common owner.

Samita was into her early twenties. She was a fair looking woman, a bit obese though not plump. She was a single mother of a six month old child. She ran a parlor in the local market complex and probably made a good amount of money. She seemed a very lonely and taciturn person and she hardly talked to anyone in our locality. She had occasional guests at her house but none of them stayed permanently with her to take care of the child. Sometimes we, me and my wife, felt pity on her as to how she managed her child and business together.

Introducing me, I am, Amit, 30 years old, a married man with a loving wife and our union had made us parents of a single child, then five years old. I work in a bank. We were a happy family and I never had sex with anyone other than my wife simply because I was aware of the possible complications it could bring in our married life. But I was always interested to get a blowjob from someone as my wife didn't wish to put my thing deep inside her throat.

It was a fateful night in April. My wife had gone to my in laws with our child. I had just come from my office and sat in my balcony alone going through my Facebook pages. It was dark there. I heard the sound of a scooter below. I raised my head a bit to see it was Samita with her child in a backpack firmly tied across her chest. She put the scooter in the garage and after a few minutes I saw the lights in her room switched on. Then she opened her doors and windows. I was in a position where she could not see me. So I relaxed myself in the chair to keek on her activities.

She had removed her child and put him on the bed. And then, I saw her undressing. She removed her T-shirt and the jeans. Now she stood in her bra and panties very much unaware that someone was looking at her. She left the room perhaps to the bathroom and came back after a few minutes. This time she was in a bathrobe.

She sat herself in front of the mirror with her back facing me. She combed her hair and then she got up. To my surprise, she removed the bathrobe completely and stood facing me. I felt my organ grow in my pants. Her slightly sagging but alluring globes were large and they fit her chest perfectly. She was a bit fat but that did not take away the sexy tag from her. I raised my phone camera and clicked a photo of her in this position in the flash off mode. She again sat in front of the mirror and started fondling both of her breasts. She took each one of them to her mouth to lick her nipples.

And then, I realized one of her hands gradually moved down her body. She got up and moved to her bed and I could not see her any further. I lowered my pants and started stroking my organ thinking about her nudity. It was only after I had ejaculated that I saw her nude body rise up from the bed and move away perhaps to the bathroom again.

She must have fingered herself to an orgasm, I thought

. She came back again to her bedroom. She wore her brassiere and put a t-shirt over. She wore a half pant and then switched off the lights.

I came back to my room. It was a shock for me. I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for myself. After I had my dinner, I came back to my bed and looked at her picture again and like a pervert started licking her nipples over the phone. I had an instant hard on. I imagined fucking her hard and began jerking my organ till I came. I realized that I had to talk to her with some wicked intention going in my mind.

The next day, I took guard of the moment when she was coming out of her house. When she finally locked her house and came down the pike to the garage, I climbed down to confront her.

"Hello Samita," I smiled at her.

She was wearing a green salwar and a white kameez with the baby wrapped to her chest and she looked back at me with an astonishing look as we had never spoken before.

"Samita, I have something to discuss with you," I said.

"Yes Bhaiiya, What is it?"

Bhaiyya means Brother in English.

I came closer to her and took out the mobile from my pocket. I moved to the gallery section to the picture that I had clicked last night. I gave her the mobile and said:

"See this,"

I said.

She looked at her nude photo and was taken aback. The clarity of the photo was excellent and her face could be easily made out.

"Bhaiya, what is this?" She asked in a shocking voice.

"I had taken this beautiful click last night. My intentions are clear. Listen to me carefully. I can post this pic in the internet and spoil your life." I said in an insolent voice.

She looked at me shocked. She could not speak a word and then suddenly her fingers moved over the screen and she deleted the photo.

"Ha Ha," I laughed at her. "That's of no use. I have saved multiple copies of it."

She looked terrified. She folded her hands and begged me:

"Bhaiya, please spare me. I have this child to take care of. It will affect his future. Please have a thought about him. Please don't do anything that will spoil my name and also his."

"Then you have to do me a favor."

"Bhaiya, I am a very poor girl. I can't give you any money."

"Money! I don't need your money." I answered. "You possess something more beautiful than money. You have a very nice mouth."

"I can't get you." Her shocking expression disappeared to a quizzical look.

"There is nothing that you can't understand. Your Bhabhi(sister-in-law) is out of town and I am tired of masturbating. I need you to give me a blowjob." I said in an impenitent voice.

Her face was expressionless for a few moments and then the smile recuperated on her face.

"Bhaiya, there was no need to blackmail me for this. I could have agreed to your proposal even without this pic. Didn't you realize that I was fingering last night? I desperately need someone to fulfil my bodily desires but have been immured by the rules of society. Your suggestion is a welcome to me and I am ready to sleep with you." She said with a blush on her face.

I felt a twitch in my penis as she said this.

"No, I don't want to sleep with you." I assured myself.

"No problem, Bhaiya. But for that, you have to come to my parlor in the afternoon. There will be no one around and you can get your job done." She said with alacrity.

"What time?" I continued in an authoritative tone.

"Be comfortable with me, Bhaiya. Otherwise you might not get the hardness. Come at two." She said in a seductive whispering tone. "Shall I go now before the neighbors notice us?"

I suddenly became aware of the present situation and said: "Yes, you can."

With the baby tied to her chest, she clicked the self-start of her scooter and left the place. It was as if I had won a big battle. I looked around to check if actually I was being watched but there was no one around and I came back to my room to go to the office.

There was a fair bit of nervousness in my eyes which I didn't display to Samita. I was going to have a new woman in my life to satisfy my venereal needs. The very fact was giving me an erection but I had to keep quiet for another few hours. I finished my bath and dressed up for office. After having my breakfast, I left for office.

At office, it was difficult for me to concentrate on my duty. I would look at my watch every now and then waiting for the small hand to strike two. After some ages, I finally realized that it was a few minutes short of two o clock. I left my office to her parlor.

Many thoughts crossed my mind.

"Will she be sweet to me? Could she have informed the police?

Yes, I had to be careful

." I thought.

I parked my bike in front of her parlor and looked around. There was not a single vehicle around. Yes, I was safe perhaps. I climbed up the stairs to her parlor. I opened the door of the parlor to find her seated alone on a chair. The room was a small one with two big chairs probably for the customers and two more steel chairs. There was a cradle at one end of the room. There were mirrors fitted all around the room and the prettifying cosmetics filled the racks.

She got up from the chair and came close to me. She caught hold of my hand and pulled me into the room with a smile in her face. She made me sit on a chair and said:

"Bhaiya, you are already a few minutes late."

"Samita, were you waiting for me?"

"Yes Bhaiya. It's been long since I have been actually touched by a male person. I could not deny your offer though it meant blackmail to you." And she laughed.

"And there is no one around."

"Relax Bhaiya. It is just you, me and my baby."

I was gradually feeling comfortable.

"Bhaiya, it's so hot outside. Do you want to have some water?"

"Yes."

She bought me a glass of water and I gulped it down in no time.

"So Bhaiya, how do you wish me to satisfy you. Would you lie down on the floor I can spread the sheets or would you sit on the chair?"

"No I am comfortable here." My tone was still nervous.

"Would you like me to remove your pants or would you do it yourself?" Her voice was now redolent of desires.

Her sweet voice transformed my impending fear to that of lust and I could feel a growth in between my legs. The familiar priapic pain due to the confines of the fabric added to the excitement. I looked at her with a smile.

"It will be nice if you take it out."

She looked me in my eyes and with a sultry smile knelt herself in front of me. Her hands moved swiftly to my belt and soon it was unfastened. She then moved to the button holding my pants tightly and opened it. She unzipped my chain down to expose my underwear and then caught hold of my pants from the hip in a gesture to pull it down. I raised my hips to help her as she pulled my pants down.

She tried to bring herself in between my legs but my pants still glued to my feet yoked my legs together. She again concentrated on removing my pants. Once removed, she threw it to the nearby chair. My erection could well be made out over the fabric of my underwear.

"It seems that I am going to have a delicious lunch for today." She said and smiled at me.

She moved her hands over my underwear and teased my hardness. I waited anxiously for her next move. She slowly pulled my underwear down to disinter my rock hard penis. I raised my left leg so that she could take out the underwear completely and she duly obliged. I know sat naked from waist down in front of her. She came closer to me and knelt herself in between my legs

"Wow, Bhaiya. This is a huge one." She exclaimed seeing my seven inch long rod. "Bhabhi, must be a very lucky woman."

She threw the underwear on one of the chairs. She grasped my penis in her right hand and shook it gently. Her left hand moved over my bare right thigh in a slow tickling manner and then to my balls. Her jerking had retracted my foreskin and she pulled her tongue out of her mouth to move over my glans. She collected the precum with her tongue and took it into her mouth.

As her tongue touched my glans, I felt an electrifying sensation run down my body.

"Yes and more," I said excitedly.

She, next, moved her tongue to my balls and started licking it while her hands again continued to jerk my shaft slowly. She took both the balls in her mouth and squeezed it gently in her mouth as my organ relaxed on her face. After finishing with my balls, she next moved to lick the undersurface of my shaft from the quilt to the tip. As she reached the tip, she made her saliva drool on the tip to make it wet and then continued kissing the tip.

I was getting more and more excited. My legs were trembling and my hands were supporting on the arms of the chair.

"Yes, yes." I uttered repeatedly in between the shallow breathings.

She then took the tip into her mouth and gradually started to swallow the entire prong into her mouth. Her saliva drenched my thickness in its entire length. As the organ gagged her throat, she withdrew my penis a bit but didn't remove it completely. Her left palm moved over my bare buttocks drawing small circles and pressing them.

As she was below me, I could get a glimpse of her cleavage from within her dress. I recollected the size of her breast from the last night incidents. I developed a surreptitious desire to fondle them but didn't want to break the ongoing momentum. She started to teeter her head over my erection and I let out small sounds from my mouth. I bent down a little forward and moved my hand over her head to encourage her. This act also gave me a clearer look at her cleavage and the upper portions of her fair breasts.

How much I wished to press those melons and relish on its softness! What seemed more exciting were the sounds coming out of her throat! It was redolent of her excitement. Her swaying movements gradually accelerated till the point I realized that I was about to cum.

"Samita, I am going to cum. Don't leave me please." I begged gasping for breath.

She obeyed me and continued sliding my organ in her mouth. I held her head tightly and splashed the first jet of my love juice deep into her throat. She stopped moving her head for a few seconds to let the juice flow down her food tract and then restarted again. I ejaculated three more jets of semen into her mouth and she swallowed nearly all of it while some drooled down from the angle of her mouth.

She gradually removed her mouth from my organ which had started to go limp. Once completely out, she looked at me in my face and said while wiping her mouth.

"Bhaiya, it was a nice way of blackmailing me." She said with her hands were still caressing my buttocks. "But it would have been nice if we would have indulged in something more."

"I don't wish to have sex with anyone other than my wife." I was losing the confidence in my voice..

"Okay, relax. There is nothing I can force upon you." She said with a sigh as she got up from her kneeling position.

It was then that her baby started crying.

She looked at me and said, "Do you want to leave or stay here, till I attend my baby?"

I was kind of tired. Also, my post lunch session started at 3 pm and I still had forty minutes in hand. I had to take my lunch within this time but most importantly I wanted to spend some time with her, my stress reliever.

"I had never been to this place before neither do I know anything about you although we are neighbors. If you don't mind, can I sit here for a few more minutes?"

"Okay I don't have any problem with that." She said.

She went to the cradle, checked on the baby and announced:

"Oh seems he is hungry."

And so saying, she carried the baby on her shoulders and sat on the chair opposite mine.

"So what are you going to have for lunch?" I asked

"I don't know. Had I gone to home at two, I could have cooked something. But if I go now, I can't comeback at four. I have one customer scheduled for at that hour for her bridal makeup." She said as she sat on the chair and started opening the buttons of her salwar.

"Is he still being breastfed? Hasn't he been weaned so far?"

"Of course, he is being gradually weaned. But I feed him at this time with my milk and only at home do I try the other stuff." She said and gradually exposed her brassiere to me. She pulled the cusp down and exposed her left breast.

Was she trying to tease me

, I thought.

Her breast was indeed large and I realized perhaps it was due to her lactating status. Her nipples were a bit elongated and she had a large areola. I was still sitting naked in front of her unmindfully and wished if I could suck on those beautiful globes. A sudden gush of blood entered the vessels of my organ.

To hide my impending erection, I got up immediately and pulled my pants up, my underwear still lying on the chair she was sitting. A single waste of time would make it difficult for the erection to be adjusted inside the underwear. I pulled the chain up and let the shirt hang freely to hide the hardon. There was no point in hiding my erection to her but I definitely didn't wish to show my excitement, on seeing her naked breasts, to her.

I looked at her eyes and avoided looking at her bare chest which was now covered by the baby's head as he started suckling the nectar for sustenance. I said to her:

"Even I haven't taken my lunch. Today is a Saturday. Would you like some non veg?"

Hindu women usually restrict themselves to vegetarian food some particular days of the week as a mark of respect to the Gods they worship.

"Yes, I have no problem with non veg food. But why are you asking?" She questioned.

"Let me get some food from the nearby hotel for the two of us. We can have it together here. Rotis and chicken curry. Will it be okay for you?"

She was surprised by my proposal. She just gave a nod and I left the place. I thanked myself in avoiding sex which was already being prevised by me, or perhaps both of us.

I came back some fifteen minutes later with a parcel of food. She had finished feeding her baby by then and sat on the chair waiting for me. On seeing me, she got up and brought two plates from one of the drawers and washed them under the tap.

"Has the baby slept?" I enquired.

"Yeah." She replied.

I handed over the parcel to her and she served on the meals in both the dishes. We sat on the chair and finished our lunch without any further talks. It was her who broke the silence as she got up to wash her hands.

"Bhaiya, please delete those photos from all your sources." She said without looking at me.

"Which photos are you talking about?" I asked. "I think you have deleted the last one."

"You mean to say.." She stared at me and was promptly interrupted.

"I mean to say I had not stored those photos anywhere and you have deleted the only one right in front of my eyes."

"You are a scoundrel." She cursed me but there was a smile on her face.

We both burst into laughter until she started to cough. I got up and brought the water bottle to her. She took the bottle from my hand. Our hands touched and I felt a strange delightful sensation run through my body. She was expressionless and started drinking the water while I washed my hand and mouth. She handed me the bottle and I gulped down the water. It was now time for me to take leave. The urge for sex was again driving my mind crazy and I was desperate to leave the room immediately. As I accelerated my steps to the door, she called me back.

"Bhaiyya,"

"What is it?" I asked.

"Your underwear is still lying on the chair." She said with a smile. "Can I make you wear it?"

There was desperation in her voice and I understood it pretty well. My kittle carnal needs were now scaling new heights. I answered to her:

"Can we have sex before that?"

She ran to me and hugged me tightly. It seemed as if we knew each other since long. Our lips met for the first time. Our lips caressed each other before I finally entered my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues danced in unison, as we peeled the clothes from each other. The only time our lips got parted was when I removed the salwar from over her head. After getting rid of her panty, I moved my hands over her soft buttocks. With our lips locked I led her to the nearby chair and sat myself while perching her on my lap.

I didn't waste time in tracing the fabric of her bra to her back where it was fastened. I unhooked her bra and removed it from her body. . I had seen her undergarments drying in her balcony many a times and never had I guessed that I will actually feel them someday. We were now completely naked. It was only the previous day when I had seen her nude in her room and had masturbated. But now, the same nude body was in my arms as we proceeded for that ultimate joy. She was soft as silk. I held her tightly to relish on her softness. I held the nape of her neck gently in one hand and ran against her bare back with the other.