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I Can't Tell My Husband

by Tony Tiger

Copyright© 2018 by Tony Tiger

Erotica Sex Story: Desi wife has a difficult secret.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Reluctant   Cheating   Indian Erotica   .

I am Rupita and I am 19 years old and married for six months to a husband selected by my family. He is reasonably good looking and good to me so I cannot complain. He has taught me much about sex and I like that too.

I get birth control from the government clinic because we cannot start a family right now. My husband is finishing his engineering degree and I must work to help pay expenses since his family has limited resources.

The only steady work I could obtain is in housekeeping at a midprice hotel frequented mostly by businessmen. While they do not leave messes to make my work difficult, they also rarely leave gratuities. There is something else that they leave, however, that I cannot tell my husband about.

Knowing that steady jobs are prized, the management of the hotel makes demands on the more attractive female employees. My sisters have told me that they were required to pull up their saris so that male bosses could satisfy their lust. My manager is reasonably attractive and there are several other employees so it was not too bad that he would use my yoni once a week. He only lasted a few minutes so, even after cleaning up after he left, it would not interfere much with my work.

Of course, I can’t tell my husband about that and he has not seemed to notice even when he mounts me on the same day. I can get the big pleasure with my husband which the manager never gives me.

The old manager smelled bad and had a fat belly so his small letting him hardly got inside me. That changed last week when we got a new young manager and he came around to look over his cleaning staff. Right away he called me aside and told me that he wanted me to clean his apartment the first thing every day.

I quickly found out that part of the cleaning was emptying his male part inside me. He was good looking and his lingam was bigger than my husband’s so this quickly became an enjoyable thing and I looked forward to it although I was a bit ashamed after he shot his seed in me. My feelings were very conflicted since he took the time to make sure I got the big pleasure more often than my husband provided it.

The other cleaning woman got a bit angry with me because they wished such a nice-looking man would pay attention to their yoni’s but I seem to be getting most of it. I told him that and he laughed and said they were not good enough for him but I was. While that made me proud, it did not solve my problems.

My husband was sent for three months on a project where I could not go with him. The manager offered that I could just stay at his apartment during that time. I could not resist that and enjoyed being in his bed every night although I did go to my own apartment once in a while to make sure it was okay. My yoni was very happy with all the very good attention he gave it.

When my husband returned, I was not sure what would happen. By now I would rather be with the hotel manager than with him. But it was not up to me to say so I took off my sari and opened my legs in invitation. His efforts after three months away were not very satisfying and I cried after he went to sleep.

Two days later he said that we needed to talk. He had found out from the neighbors that I was rarely at the apartment while he was gone and he wondered where I had been. I decided to be honest and told him but he did not get angry as I expected.

“My dear Rupita, I have also not been lonely while we were apart. There is a woman near my project who eagerly welcomed me into her bed all the time I was there. Therefore I cannot criticize your behavior in any way. What I need most to tell you is that I am being permanently transferred to that place and would like to live with this woman just as perhaps you would like to live with the hotel manager. I am offering you a divorce.”

I stood up and hugged him saying, “That is perhaps the most loving thing you could possibly do for me. You have been a good husband for me considering how we were put together and I wish you well in your future life. Would you like to have one last sex before we part?”

We spent that last afternoon having sex over and over and parted as good friends which we still are today.

I live with the manager now and refuse his request to marry. I am not ready to go there again since I have another boyfriend who pleases my yoni as does my ex-husband when he visits our town. The clinic helps me to prevent babies from all the seed I get and I am a happy woman.

 
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