Sinful Lust: Missus turns Mistress – Part 3

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The next few days passed like a breeze. I was lost in my thoughts and was aloof, Only thinking about the alone time I would be getting with bhaisaab.
On 14th, the night before Anil’s trip to Indore, I finished all the work after dinner and came into our room. As soon as I entered the room, Anil closed the door and held me from behind.
I was shocked by his sudden approach and screamed a little. He held my mouth to stop me from screaming. A few seconds later, I realized it was Anil and calmed down. He turned me towards himself and kissed me on the lips.
I pushed him away and asked, “What’s wrong with you?” Anil was perplexed. He said, “I’m your husband. I will be leaving tomorrow for 4-5 days. I will miss you. Won’t you miss me?”
It then struck me that I was quite rude to him. I realized that while Anil does not satisfy my needs in bed, he still is my husband. I have to behave like his wife. I quickly got out of my thoughts of bhaisaab and directed my attention to Anil.
I said, “Sorry, babe. Of course, I will miss you. I have never been away from you since we got married. It’s just that I got scared when you held me from the back as a surprise.” Although it wasn’t true, he bought my explanation for the outburst and said, “It’s okay. I think I scared you.”
He then proceeded to kiss me again. This time, I didn’t resist or stop him. I kissed him back. After a few minutes, he said, “It’s been so long since we made love.” It was true. Ever since I overheard didi and bhaisaab’s passionate encounter, I made excuses to Anil and hadn’t had sex with him.
But, I realized I must do my duties as his wife. I resigned to fulfill my husband’s wish. I said, “Yes, honey. I know. Let’s do it tonight.”
Anil said, “Oh, so that’s what it takes. Me going away for a few days. Maybe I should go away more often if this is how it is.” I thought it would be wonderful if it happened, and a smile crossed my face.
But just as swiftly, I gathered my thoughts and said, “It’s not like that.” I made a mental note to have sex with Anil now and then so as not to let him get any doubts.
After that little conversation, we moved on to have sex. But as usual, he finished in less than a minute of penetration, and I was left unsatisfied. But this time, it didn’t bother me as much. I had found another person to satisfy my needs.
The next morning, Anil left for Indore. After lunch, I decided to go to the parlor in the afternoon to prepare myself for bhaisaab. As I was leaving, Supriya didi stopped me and asked where I was going. I got a little flustered. How would I explain my going to a parlor in my husband’s absence?
I fumbled and said, “No, didi, I had a coupon for a parlor appointment which will expire this week. And since you will be leaving tomorrow, I won’t be able to go afterward. And since your devar is also not there, I thought I’d be free to come.”
Didi said, “Yes. Makes sense. But, Come quickly. Before I leave, I have a few things to talk to you about.” I nodded and left.
At the parlor, I decided to get the best package. I got a hair spa, full body wax, pedicure, manicure, eyebrows, and a facial. For the next 2 and a half hours, I was pampered by the staff at the parlor. I was all set for my upcoming appointment with bhaisaab.
Happy with the job done by the parlor staff, I went back home. Once I reached it, I was flooded with instructions by Supriya didi about what needed to be done. My mind was too preoccupied with the thoughts of bhaisaab to pay attention to her. I just kept nodding my head.
Later that night, after dinner, didi and I finished the chores in the kitchen and went to bed. As soon as I entered, I locked the door behind me. I fished out the designer sarees I had packed in my cupboard. Because of the orthodox nature of my marital home, I had no use for them.
They were all see-through, backless and deep-necked. I was not allowed to wear them. Along with the sarees, I also fished out the sexy lingerie I had put away. This was more out of spite at my husband Anil’s disappointing performance in bed. But, thanks to bhaisaab, I now had a use for them.
I had 3 nights with Bhaisaab before Anil returned. I chose 3 sets of my best lingerie and sarees and earmarked them for each night. Happy with my choice of clothes, I went to pick out accessories to match each of the chosen outfits. After spending nearly an hour doing this, I got ready for bed.
Just as I got under my blanket, I received a message from bhaisaab asking whether I was awake. I responded by saying yes and expressed my excitement about the next day. He said he, too, was excited about it and was not able to sleep. We then began to sext each other till we fell asleep.
The next morning was hectic, with Supriya didi getting ready to leave. So most of the chores and work had to be done by me. However, I was happy about her leaving, so the workload didn’t bother me. She and her son left for the railway station at 11 am.
Bhaisaab went to drop them at the station on the way to work. I spent the rest of the day finishing my chores and doing other housework. I wanted to be done with all the work before Bhaisaab came home so that I could maximize my time with him.
However, at 6 pm, he messaged me saying he would reach home only by 8 pm. He got held up with work in Anil’s absence. I saw this as an opportunity to finish making dinner, give Maaji her dinner, and get her to bed.
So, I asked the cook to prepare dinner early. I told her, and the other house help that they could go early. By 7.30, dinner was prepared, and the house help and cook left. I went to Maaji’s room with the dinner and helped her eat. Once she was done, I cleaned up, gave her medicines and got her ready for bed.
Just as she was getting into bed, the doorbell rang. Bhaisaab had come. My heart started to beat fast with excitement. Maaji asked me to go open the door. I walked out of her room and rushed to open the door. I had a booming smile, and I opened the door.
Standing before me was Bhaisaab, looking seductively at me. I said, “Come in, bhaisaab,” and held the door open. He entered, and I shut the door behind him.
I said, “I have to go to Maaji. Please freshen up. We will have dinner, bhaisaab….” He didn’t let me finish my sentence. He put his finger on my lips and said, “How many times have I told you to call me Rakesh when we’re alone?”
I giggled, looked up at him, and said, “Rakesh, my love. Let me finish with Maaji. In the meantime, freshen up so we may enjoy the night.” A smile ran across his face. He felt my ass and slapped it. He said, “That’s right, Maya dear.”
He then winked at me and went upstairs to his room. His touch of my buttocks had left me craving for his touch even more. I composed myself and went back to Maaji’s room. By the time I went back, Maaji was already in bed watching TV. She doesn’t stay awake beyond 8.30.
I enquired whether she needed anything else. Maaji shook her head while continuing to watch TV. She said, “You and Rakesh have dinner and sleep.” I said, “Okay, Maaji. If you need anything, call me.” I shut the door to her room and came out.
I then went upstairs to my room. Bhaisaab was still in his room. I decided to take a bath to freshen up. I washed away the sindoor from my forehead and took a quick bath. I came out of the bathroom looking and feeling fresh.
I went and stood naked in front of the mirror and checked myself out. The previous day’s parlor visit had done wonders. There wasn’t a single strand of hair on my body. My soft milky skin was glistening. The hair spa had turned my hair all shiny, bouncy and voluminous. I was looking drop-dead gorgeous.
I sat down and applied makeup. I put moisturizer on my face. I then applied kajal to my eyes and some smokey grey eyeshadow. I applied cherry-colored lipstick. I painted my nails with matt black nail polish. Happy with my makeup, I moved on to the clothes.
I picked out a lavender color lingerie set of laced bras and panties. I wore it. The bra barely covered my nipples. The panty sat perfectly over my pussy and covered half of my ass cheeks.
I chose a designer navy blue chiffon with a black blouse for my saree. I wore the blouse, which was short-sleeved, backless and of a deep neck design. My cleavage was looking ever so sexy and inviting.
I then wore a black petticoat. I draped the saree, which was see-through with sequin work. I draped the saree so that my navel and lower back were visible. I made the pallu over my shoulder, barely covering my waist and cleavage.
For jewelry, I wore sapphire chandbali earrings, a sexy-looking nose pin and a choker necklace. I once again looked at myself in the mirror and was stunned at how beautiful I looked. I had forgotten how sexy I could look after months of dressing in a drab manner. Excited, I went downstairs.
Walking down the stairs, I saw bhaisaab sitting on the sofa, watching TV. It looked like he had taken a bath too. I looked at the clock and towards Maaji’s room. It was 9 pm. The lights in Maaji’s room had been turned off, meaning she was asleep.
I walked up behind the sofa and put my arms around bhaisaab’s neck. I whispered into his ear, “Rakesh, I have been waiting so long for this day,” and kissed him on his right cheek. My lipstick had not yet dried completely, and it left a mark.
I let go of him, and he stood up. He took one look at me; his eyes widened, and he let out a low whistle. His reaction made me blush. He said, “Oh Maya, sweety, you look like a sex bomb.” He stood mere 2 feet before me, wearing track pants and a T-shirt.
Although I enjoyed his compliment, I shushed him and said, “softly, Maaji is in the room down the hall.” He, however, didn’t care. He jumped at me and hugged me. I felt his warm embrace and reciprocated it. I hugged him tightly as well. He started to run his hands all over my back and grabbed my ass.
I closed my eyes, felt his touch and moaned, “Oh, Rakesh!” And hugged him even tighter. Bhaisaab, too, made a slight moan and said, “Oh, Maya. Your body feels so good. So soft and sexy. I’m so lucky, Maya.” I replied, saying, “This body is yours, Rakesh. Feel it. Squeeze it. Fuck it.”
Hearing this, he let go of me and held my face. I stopped embracing him and stood in front of him, looking up. He bent down and planted a kiss on my lips. I stood up on my toes and started to kiss him. The peck on the lips turned into a passionate kiss with tongue action.
We both were kissing each other as passion started to build up. He ran his hands all over my hair while I did the same. I parted my lips, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. The tip of my tongue welcomed his tongue into my mouth and started its embrace.
After a few moments, we let go of each other to catch our breaths. We looked at each other after momentarily catching our breaths. There was lust in our eyes. We wanted each other’s bodies. We began kissing once again. This time, however, we made our way to the sofa.
We started to make out on the sofa. Both of us started planting kisses on each other. There was no place on our faces where the other hadn’t kissed. This make-out session lasted a good 5 minutes. By the end of it, I was sitting on bhaisaab’s lap.
My pallu had come off. He had kissed me over my cleavage. I could feel his dick bulging inside his pants. I got up from his lap and went down on my knees on the floor. I then undid his pants and pulled them down. He was not wearing any underwear. I pushed his t-shirt up to reveal his genitals.
To my surprise, it resembled Anil. I thought to myself, both are genetically well endowed, but only the elder brother has the stamina. Rakesh had completely shaved his crotch. I was quite impressed with the clean look. It seemed like he had very recently done it.
I kissed his limp but excited dick in my right hand. With every kiss I planted on his dick, I could feel the blood gushing into his dick. I then started to lick the length of the dick as it continued to grow. I swirled my tongue all around the tip of his dick.
Bhaisaab was enjoying every stroke of my hand and every touch of my lip. Once it was sufficiently lubed up with my saliva, I started to take his dick into my mouth. I continued to stroke his dick with my right hand while I started to swallow his dick in and out of my mouth.
With my left hand, I started to tickle his balls. I stroked and swallowed bhaisaab’s manhood until it became completely erect and hard. Once it became completely erect, I pulled it out of my mouth and looked at it. True to the comparison, it stood at about 7 inches tall.
Even the girth was the same as Anil. I marveled at his dick. I slowly pulled back his foreskin to reveal his mushroom top. By now, Bhaisaab had leaned back on the sofa and was enjoying the pleasures of oral sex. I licked the length of the dick once more before swallowing it whole.
I could feel the dick against the back of my throat. I now started to mouth fuck his dick. I slowly built up the pace of the bobbing motion of my head on his dick. Bhaisaab started to moan. I tickled the tip of his dick with my tongue while continuing to take his dick in and out of my mouth.
I would remove his dick from my mouth and stroke it with my hands to catch my breath. I licked his balls and his scrotum. It had a musky taste and smell. After a few minutes, his dick started to ooze pre cum. The drops of pre cum landed on my tongue. It tasted so good.
I increased the intensity of my motions. I kept this routine up for another 3-4 minutes. Bhaisaab said, “Oh, Maya, your tongue and mouth feel so good. The way you squeeze my dick with your lips, it’s heavenly. This is the best oral sex I have ever had. Don’t stop. Continue.”
I was overwhelmed and elated by these comments. I increased the intensity of my actions. A few minutes later, bhaisaab said, “Maya, that’s it. Faster, faster. Yes. Some more. Aah. I’m going to cum.” His moans started to grow in volume and intensity.
And sure enough, a few seconds later, he climaxed and jizzed in my mouth. His thick sticky cum filled my mouth. It tasted wonderful. I swirled his load in my mouth and swallowed it. I licked his dick and sucked out his cum till the last drop.
After I was done, I looked at Bhaisaab’s face. It had satisfaction written all over it. Pleased with my efforts, I seductively said, “Rakesh, sweetheart, did you enjoy it?” Bhaisaab picked me up and kissed me on my lips.
He said, “Maya, you’re the best. This was the best oral sex of my life. Supriya reluctantly sucks my dick and never lets me cum in her mouth. But you. You are the sexiest and the best. I love you. I can’t believe I have wasted all these months.”
Hearing these words of praise, I giggled and gave him a wink. I said, “Oh, Rakesh, I’m so glad you enjoyed it. If it were possible, I would do this every day for you. I love your dick. I would do anything for it. And you’re right. Let’s not waste any opportunity at all, ever.”
Just as I finished my sentence, we heard a voice. It was Maaji. She said, “Bahu! Maya beta, please come here.” Hearing this, I was shocked. I stood there without knowing what to do. I could not go to her dressed the way I was. I started to get scared.
Bhaisaab, noticing my problem, said, “Go to the kitchen. I will handle it. Don’t worry.” Saying so, he pulled up his pants. I motioned him to the lipstick marks on his face. He wiped them away and went towards Maaji’s room. I set my saree and pulled up the pallu.
Then I went to the kitchen and started to heat the dinner. Bhaisaab came into the kitchen a few minutes later. As he entered the kitchen, I enquired as to what had happened. He gave a reassuring nod and said she wanted the ‘razaai’ from the cupboard as it was chilly.
He then said that he waited till she fell asleep, switched off the lights, and came. I took a sigh of relief. I had finished heating the dinner and was turning off the gas. Just then, bhaisaab came behind me and started nibbling at my ear. He said, “Who wants to eat dinner when I can eat you the whole night.”
He started to grind my ass against his crotch while continuing to nibble at my ear. I started to get turned on again. I said, “how about we finish dinner soon and take this upstairs?” Bhaisaab made a sulking face and said, “do we have to waste time eating?”
I said, “I have prepared dinner for you. I have made your favorite dishes.” He said, “Okay. Fine. Let’s have dinner. But you’re not stopping me afterward.” I said, “I’m not going to let you stop.” I then gave him a peck on the lips.
I then started to take out the dishes to the dining table. Bhaisaab helped me with a couple of utensils. I said, “This is the first time I’m seeing you do this.” He cheekily said, “This is the first time you’re on the menu as a dessert. I don’t want to waste time getting to the dessert.”
I laughed and continued to take the dishes to the table. We sat down for dinner. There was urgency in the way Bhaisaab was having his dinner. I said, “Take it easy. Don’t eat so fast.” I then put my leg over his pants on his lap and rubbed his crotch with my feet.
Seeing this, he calmed down and started to eat slowly. I laughed at his reaction and continued to rub his crotch till he finished dinner. After dinner, I said, “Rakesh honey, go up. I’ll finish here and come in a few minutes.” He once again made a sulking face and grudgingly went up.
I cleaned up and drenched the utensils leaving them to be washed tomorrow. I then took a bottle of water and went upstairs. I stood outside the entrance of bhaisaab’s room and took a moment to think about what I would do. I took a deep breath, composed myself and entered the room.
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