Asmitaa was horny..She was excited about what was going to happen tonight. She was going to fuck her boss
Let me give you some background. Vishal is in his 30s working for an IT company the US. Asmitaa and Vishal have ben married for a few years and she works in IT as well. Asmitaa is a complete hotty; she has a tremendous body..fair, exquisite breasts, a wonderful stomach with a deep and plugging navel as well as an exquisite ass. She has a delectable pussy and keeps it shaven clean; just as he liked it. Vishal could spend his entire life between her legs licking up the nectar of eternal life that flows out of her pussy. Asmitaa is horny all the time and they have a great sex life
They love to role play and fantasize about others; their friends and people they know occupying the stage front and center. One day during his probing she confessed that she had a thing for her boss, Amit. They fucked hard that night, her moaning “Amit..fuck me hard” and Vishal trying to pump into her calling her “my slut”. After this she would come home and tell Vishal small things about what she noticed about Amit and they would fuck hard. Vishal and Asmitaa knew they had to find a way to get him into their bed.
For Christmas, Asmitaa’s company threw a holiday party for the entire site. Asmitaa was waiting for Vishal at home. It was about 7 PM and she had come early to get ready for the party. Just as she was about to call Vishal on his cell, the door bell rang. She went and opened the door to admit him.
"I was just going to call you. Where have you been?" Asmitaa said as she closed the door behind him.
"I am sorry honey. I got stuck up in the traffic. When did you get home?" Vishal asked.
"You need to get ready, now, I need to take a shower myself", Asmitaa reminded him
"What are you going to wear?" Vishal also removed another towel from wardrobe.
"I am wearing a sari." She replied with a thin sly smile and then went in the bathroom and closed the door.
Vishal went in the second bathroom and showered quickly and came back into the bed room. Just as he started to dress, Asmitaa came out from the master bathroom. She was wearing just a towel covering her upper body. Another towel was wrapped around her hair.
Asmitaa moved towards her dressing table and sat on a chair in front of it. It contained a full length mirror. She opened the drawer and pulled out a dryer. Then she plugged it in the socket and started drying her hair. She had lovely jet black and shoulder length hair. The dryer was buzzing lightly as she moved her hands through her hair and dried it.
When she had finished with hair, she started applying some moisturizer on her body. She applied it
on her hands and face. After applying some powder on her body she sprayed deodorant under arms.
"Why don't you go outside and wait for me? You are ready." Asmitaa said
"Why? Since when did you start getting shy of me?"
"I am not shy of you, honey. But I do want to see your reaction when I'm all made up". She opened the door and then pulled out a yellow colored set of bra and panties. She put them on the bed and then removed a black chiffon sari and its matching sleeveless blouse from the cupboard.
"Now..out...." She went to the door and pushed him lightly. He also left laughing. She closed the door and again went to the bed. She removed the towel from her body and was completely naked. She looked at her body in the mirror and smiled at herself. She knew she was exceedingly beautiful. Her breasts were full and round. Her bra size was 36 C.
She put on her panties and then put on a very light petticoat over it. Once this done, she put on the blouse and buttoned it. She then sprayed perfume on her cleavage and then wrapped the sari around her body. Finally she made up her hair and put on some light makeup and chose a bright red lipstick. She took her purse and slung it around her left shoulder and went down the stairs. Vishal was sitting on the sofa.
Vishal was amazed at his wife..he knew they were going to try to seduce Amit tonight..He was horny and sported an erection; even before he left the house thinking of how the night might end. She put on a high heeled shoe. She liked high heeled shoes as it accentuated her ass perfectly.
Asmitaa looked at Vishal’s crotch and she noticed a small rise in his cock. She teased him to better get that taken care of he was going to embarrass them at the party.The took their car to the Hotel nearby where the party was held. They signed in and walked in to the ballroom..It was fairly crowded; everyone nicely dressed up. Most of the guys were sporting nice tents in their pants watching all three female colleagues or wives of their colleagues in their best ensemble. Vishal grabbed them both a vodka tonic and they started going around mingling with others; all the while keeping an eye out for Amit.
After a while, Vishal spotted Amit walking in. He gently nudged Asmitaa and nodded his head towards the door. She turned around and looked inches direction nd immediately felt a flooding of her panties. She thought about how that night would end with his cock inside her and mumbled an absent-minded “Ummmm”. Amit was dressed in nice sharp black suit with a light blue shirt and brown tie. He has on a nice pair of shoes.
They both slowly disengaged from their conversation and made their way to him..He was just standing to the side observing the scene in front of him, when he saw Asmitaa and Vishal saunter their way to him. He could not take his eyes off her. She walked towards him with a nice swing of her hips; she made sure to accentuate it as much as she could. She knew she had him wrapped around her finger, She gave him nice wide smile; her beautiful teeth and her gorgeous eyes looking at him. When they got close she said “Sir, you all alone tonight?” “Yes, unfortunately, my wife took our baby back home to see her parents for a couple of months, so its just me now”. She then gave him a sultry smile and said,” well, we'll keep you company and make sure you enjoy yourself and aren’t lonely”. “Isn’t that nice of you”, he replied.
Vishal fetched a drink for Amit and during the time he was gone, Asmitaa leaned into him near his ear (as if she wanted to say something above the noise) and whispered “You look very nice tonight, sir”. He gulped at her statement and muttered a “thank you..you look very nice too”. She smiled back widely “Thank you..I knew tonight was going to be special so I dressed up all nicely”. Vishal then returned with the drink and she stepped back..Amit had a nervousness to him thinking Vishal had caught him in a compromising position with his wife.. Asmitaa being the expert cock tease she is knew she needed to get some alone time with Amit to really seduce him, so she whispered in Vishal’s ear “Let me be alone with him for a bit, why don’t you go enjoy yourself for some time”. He nodded and proceeded to another part of the room where he could observe her while having a discussion with some of her colleagues that he knew.
Asmitaa whispered to Amit “Lets have a seat and chat” and she turned around and sashayed over to a nearby chair making sure to swing her hips for Amit’s benefit. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. he had fantasized for so long of what it would be like to have her. When his wife was pregnant he was without sex for a almost year and was incredibly horny all the time. He spent every evening jacking off to many of his employees, but top of the list was the incredible Asmitaa. They sat down and she proceeded to chit chat with him, but focused on what he did with wife gone, why he was’t partying more, She would lean forward a bit so that he could see her cleavage more cleanly. At one point, he was intently gazing on her breasts and Asmitaa whispered “Like what you see?” and had a sultry smile..Amit jerked up and realize he had been caught and quickly tried to get up out of his chair with embarrassment. Asmitaa quickly grabbed his hand an pulled him back down and said “Its ok, I like you looking”. She then followed up “Do you want to know a secret?” “Ya” “I dressed this way tonight just for you”, she then placed her hand in his mid-thigh and gave it a squeeze. Amit gulped and reached for his drink. “Do I turn you on, sir?” He meekly nodded yes. “Good..you poor baby could use some company. Want to come home with us?” Amit nodded yes, before asking “what about Vishal?”. Asmitaa gave a nice sultry smile and said “don’t worry about him, he does what I tell him to do. Meet us at our place in 20 mins. here’s the address”. She then got up and went to find Vishal. He was standing in a corner sipping on this drink when she walked over. She said “lets go” and took his hand and walked out
Vishal dutifully obeyed and when they got to the car, she leaned him against the door and gave him a deep kiss and muttered “He’s going to follow us home. You ready to have your wife fucked by her boss?”. She then grabbed his crotch to find it completely hard “Umm, you are ready aren’t you sweetie” she says. “Lets go”. They hopped in the car and went back to their flat. Wen they walked in the door, she kept her nice shoes on, but went into he bathroom to freshen up. After a few minutes, they hear a doorbell and turn to each other and nod. Vishal opens the door and says “Hi Amit, thanks for coming..come on in”. Amit hesitates at the door, Vishal reaches out to pull him inside and says “I’m glad you came, we’ve been excited about this for quite some time” Amit was nervous but now knew that this was all in the open and no issues; beside he was horny and the object of his fantasies was in front of him. He took a look at her and said “Asmitaa, you look gorgeous, the sexiest person I have seen”. She replied”Thank you sir, very kind of you to say. Have a seat. Vishal, pour us a drink, darling”
They both sat on the long couch with their legs almost touching. Vishal pored a stiff drink for him and a light one for Asmitaa..Vishal wanted her alert to experience her fucking her boss. Amit got bolder and put his arm around her and gave her a hug and a quick kiss on her lips. She looked at Vishal as if asking for permission to proceed and he nodded yes. Amit held her head with both his hands and started kissing her in earnest. Vishal thought it was best to leave them alone for a minute, so he excused himself pretending to go to the bathroom.
When Vishal came back, Amit had picked her up and placed her on his lap, and he was still kissing her deeply. She had her eyes closed and mouth open. His tongue was exploring her mouth and she seemed to be melting in his arms. Vishal wasn't bothered at all by this and in fact found it very sexy to watch them together. He dimmed the lights and sat on a chair at the other end of the room and watched them intently. Vishal watched as Amit held her head with one hand, and put his other hand under her top to caress her breasts over her blouse. He could tell that my wife was very excited and she seemed to tremble at his touch and let out a throaty moan. Very soon removed her pallu and undid the blouse hooks from the front and took them off and then slowly unhooked the thin yellow bra she had on and let it fall to the floor. She seemed giddy with excitement, and eagerly opened her mouth again as he continued to kiss her.
Vishal could barely believe that his wife was sitting topless on another man's lap, but the sight was incredibly exciting to him. He was more than a foot taller than Asmitaa, and she looked small next to him.
He then got up, lifted her off his lap and laid her on her back on the couch. He then knelt on the floor beside her, and kissed her passionately on her mouth, and then moved down her body, covering her neck, breasts and belly with kisses. Asmitaa seemed to be in another world altogether, and was responding to his touches with giggles and
moans that seemed to excite him even more. He slipped one hand under her petticoat and started feeling up her thighs. Her petticoat had ridden up to her thighs showing her legs and bare feet. Her toenails were painted pink, and her feet looked very shapely and delicate. He started kissing and licking her feet and legs, tickling the soles of her feet mercilessly for a couple of minutes as she laughed and thrashed about uncontrollably. He then reached under her petticoat and lowered her panties and removed them, as she lifted her bottom to allow him to take them off.
Amit resumed kissing her neck and boobs and licking her nipples with his tongue. He slipped his hand up her petticoat again. She started squirming and it was clear that he had a finger or two in her pussy. He continued fingering her for several minutes while he went back and forth between her nipples. Finally he withdrew his finger. It was dripping wet. He tasted her juices and then suggestively slipped the finger in her mouth and made her lick her own juices.
He then turned to where Vishal was sitting, and asked him if he could give him a condom. Vishal hadn't expected things to proceed this fast, but he went to the bedroom, got one and gave it to him. Vishal guessed this was Amit's way of asking his permission to fuck his wife. Amit then unbuckled his belt, lowered his pants and revealed a very visible erection within his boxer shorts. He then motioned to Asmitaa to put the condom on him. She hesitated for a second and looked at Vishal and he told her to go ahead. Asmitaa got down, knelt on the floor and then lowered his underwear with his help. His cock was very stiff and pointed almost straight up with a prominent pink head. In her nervousness,she struggled to get the condom packet opened, and then tried to put it on him. She fumbled with his cock and the condom for a while, trying to get it on. His cock was thicker and longer than Vishal’s and was much darker with the vein porting prominently..It was like snake ready to pounce. Vishal was fascinated to watch her handling Amit’s cock. After she was done, he stepped out of his pants and shorts, and laid her on her on the carpet and lifted up her petticoat all the way, revealing her smooth thighs and pubic area. He placed a cushion under her butt to position her pussy at the right height.
Amit kissed her briefly on her pussy and flicked his tongue over her clit. Her light pussy lips looked moist and inviting. He then parted her legs, folding them at the knees and raised them till her knees were above her chest. He knelt beside her and entered her effortlessly. He started with slow, deep strokes. Asmitaa bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, wincing occasionally when he thrust deeply into her. Vishal could not see her pussy clearly from where he was sitting, but it was incredibly erotic to watch her with her legs spread widely apart, and Amit's powerful ass bobbing up and down between her legs. He kept this up for a while and then started thrusting harder and faster, causing Asmitaa to let out a loud grunt as he entered her each time. She was not used to this, because Vishal’s cock was smaller than Amit’s. Vishal suspected that it was hurting her a liittle, but she did not say anything or to try to stop him. She was also breathing faster and started to sweat a little.
He continued thrusting harder, occasionally stopping to catch his breath. He clearly had a lot more endurance than Vishal did, and it took quite a while for him to come. As he was coming, he started grunting loudly and thrust into her ever more vigorously. After he was finished, he rolled over to the side and they snuggled for a while, completely ignoring Vishal. He rolled her over on top of him and made her bounce on his softening cock until it slipped out of her. Asmitaa seemed tired and sweaty and had a look that said that she had been very well fucked. He asked her to remove the condom from his cock and she disposed it off. He then asked for a napkin. She grabbed a napkin from the end table and wiped off his dark cock, which was covered in his cum. She then gathered her clothes and went to the bathroom to clean up. As Amit put his underwear and clothes back on he told Vishal that he thought Asmitaa was very sexy and that he really enjoyed making love to her. When she came back, he kissed
her passionately again. He soon left and asked if they could get together the following weekend.
What happened the next time they hooked up. Well that’s another story.
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