Chapter 5

He served me dinner on the bed by which time Ali came back. Ali asked about my condition, I made the same excuse saying that I had a very bad fall during the sports meet and severely injured my leg.

He didn’t bother to ask further and went to have his dinner. He didn’t even ask if I needed to see a doctor. Blatant cold treatment which I never expected of him, my husband of many years.

This broke my heart but more than that it helped trash my guilt of sleeping with someone other than him. The night passed because the pain killers kicked in helping me fall sleep.

I woke up late the next morning surprisingly without any pain. Ali had already left and Fazal was just about to leave. He was still worried about my condition, I reassured him that I was fine now.

He left very happy to school while I went about my daily duties. Then the maid finished her work and left. I went and took a refreshing hot water bath and got dressed in a blue chiffon saree.

I settled watching TV but given the horny woman I am, I switched to watching porn instead. While watching porn, my mind was reminiscing yesterday’s incident.

Now everything that happened, did not feel bad or wrong, instead I felt really good and got an instant jolt of arousal. Next second my saree and petticoat was bunched up around my waist.

I was furiously fingering myself imagining Akash fucking me now. This felt so out of the world that it made me desperate to call him. That same call which he referred to while dropping me home last night.

I was on the brink of a powerful orgasm when the doorbell rang trashing my awesome masturbatory session. I cursed whoever it was for not having come later so I could have at least enjoyed my awesome orgasm.

After composing myself and correcting my clothes, I answered the door. It was some door to door salesman selling stuff which I was not interested in. After seeing him off, I closed the door and jumped back on the sofa to resume my interrupted session.

After I resumed fingering myself, a thought came to my mind. While I was dealing with the salesman, his eyes were lingering on my tits and cleavage. This happens all the time but today it felt very arousing sending the pleasures from my fingering to new heights.

Today I was no more the conservative and faithful housewife that I used to be earlier. Today I was a fearless cougar in heat open to any man who had a cock to put out the fire in my pussy.

Right now that man was Akash, so I made up my mind to meet Akash again and called him. He quickly answered, he said he was in a meeting and would call me back.

After the call I resumed my adulterous thoughts trying to list down every man who I came across on a frequent basis. Then, I got back to thinking about Akash and my encounter with him yesterday.

It only took me a few minutes to achieve an intense orgasm. I lay panting heavily on the sofa when Akash called back. His opening line was “so did you enjoy fingering yourself thinking about me”?

Well this was the truth so I shameless said “yes, I was thinking that if you have time then you could pay me a visit and help me give rest to my fingers”. He quickly said “why your place and not mine”?

I replied “well I want to save you the trouble of dropping me off in the state you left me in yesterday”. He laughed and said “don’t worry sweetheart, today you can handle a lot more fucking and I also have a busy day”.

I replied “so what time do you want me to come”? He said “come right now, I have a two-hour window coming up before my next meeting”. I playfully replied “do you think two hours are enough”?

He naughtily said “well no, but why don’t you ask yourself that question”. I replied “see you in twenty minutes at your place. Don’t be late”. I hung up and corrected my attire and did up my hair.

I did away with my panties because they would come off anyway and I did not want to give him any more souvenirs. I took a cab and reached his house only to find him already there waiting.

Today he embraced me lovingly showering me with kisses before carrying me to his living room. He asked “so would you like it in the kitchen or my bedroom”?

I shyly replied “I would prefer the bedroom”. He again carried me to his bedroom like yesterday. I saw the bed where he had banged me yesterday and it quickly brought back memories making me wet.