Chapter 18

He sarcastically asked “Sarita are you sure you are telling me the truth”? I knew a confidently said lie sounds as good as the truth. So I said “I know what I was doing there and I don’t care if you believe me or not, now let me sleep”.

I thought in my mind that once the seeds of suspicion get sowed in a relationship then the end is not very far. I waited to hear my Ex snoring and then took out my phone to message good night to my real hubby.

Next day till Thursday the same daily routine continued. Now Ex used to be back before I did so I explained to Putta and we did our good night smooch at his place before heading home.

Next day was Friday, today I and Putta were heading out to our second honeymoon, actually our first official one. Adarsh and Radhika had personally made all the arrangements in Ooty this time.

The only significant change now was that Radhika had taken me to her regular parlour for a full makeover a few days earlier. My children appreciated my new hairless and glowing looks while my Ex simmered muted.

So I got up early, did my yoga and prayers and got ready in a jeans and top waiting outside the gate. Putta was already there in his SUV, I put my bag behind the front seat.

I saw the middle row was collapsed like last time with a full bed ready for us. I got in the front seat and we drove off some distance outside our area before pulling over for a nice long passionate lover’s kiss.

Then we continued on our journey and just like last time, after breakfast we stopped at the same place for our car love making bout. Even today Putta seemed like he was on steroids making the first round itself longer than his usual.

The one thing great about him was that he was consistent in making me orgasm one after the other in quick succession. Then we were getting ready, he asked me to wear a light yellow frock which I quickly took out and wore.

Unfortunately, I could not find matching inners quickly so I continued wearing black inners matching my previous dress. Since the material of my frock was very thin my inners showed thru.

I was no longer shy to wear revealing clothes so I felt it was adding to making me look more sexier. Anyways we hit the road again and since this journey was longer we made another stop for food followed by one more bout of love making.

Only this time we did it standing behind bushes with our clothes on. This time too Putta lasted longer than his usual and at the end I made him pump his big dick in my mouth to drink his juice.

He too licked my pussy clean before cleaning me with wipes and a towel. Then we hit the road again, due to the multiple stops we reached the hotel by Afternoon.

This was also an equally posh hotel like the previous one. Only difference from previous one was that the bed was not decorated with flowers. Also we got a welcome champagne at the entrance which was then carried to our room.

After a few glasses as expected we both lost control and made love twice like two mad lovers. When we were resting Putta asked “are you tired Munni”? I said “not at all, are you Putta”?

He too said “no my love”. I held his big missile stroking it with my hand. I sensuously said “if we both are not tired then why are we wasting time? My fires are still raging darling. Please douse them with your big missile”.

Listening to me, Putta did not need any more motivation, he got on top and began pumping both my holes alternately with his big missile. I too was still wet and full of his juices from our previous sessions which was working as the lubricant.

It seems like the dam of his thunder storms had given way, Putta was pumping me with full force and at full speed shaking my body like a giant rocking machine.

The sounds of our bodies clapping together were so loud that everyone in the adjoining rooms would have easily woken up to them. The icing on the cake was that my orgasms were more intense and kept coming as if they were programmed to do so by Putta’s big missile.

My young stallion started slowing down finally after god knows how long, for sure he was tired and had drained me too of my energies. When we finally rested in each other’s arms we were doused in sweat like we were under the running shower.

Despite our state of tiredness, we still managed to kiss passionately before slipping into sleep. We were both woken up by my cell phone ringing. It was my Ex, I saw the time was 7pm.

I wondered why he would need to call me now. So I answered his call on speaker”.

Ex – How was your day Sarita?

Me – full of excitement and very tiring

Ex – have you eaten something?

Me – yes I have been having lots of protein rich food

Ex – Is there anything I can do for you?

Me – Yes, you can stop bothering me with your lame conversation

Ex – Sarita, don’t you think you are making a big fuss out of nothing?

Me – don’t blame me or make me open my mouth or I promise you will regret it.

Ex – Is there anything I can do to fix things between us?

Me – you can only fix things which are broken, not fully destroyed!

Ex – aren’t you being too harsh towards me?

Me – really? Who started it first? Haven’t you been harsh to me all these years?

I hung up because this was leading to nowhere and a total waste of my honeymoon time. Putta was already massaging my tits and sucking my puffed nipples trying to improve my mood.

Before Putta happened to me, my nipples stood barely a quarter of an inch tall when erect, now with his overdose of daily love making and hard sucking they had grown to nearly an inch tall with the thickness of a big grape.