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An Indian Wife's Party Quickie Part 4

I pleaded with him to give me my panty as I could have my period any time. He went to the cupboard and returned with a new panty belonging to Komal and told me to wear it since both these panties shared his prick. I felt it very erotic to wear his wife's panty in his presence. He then told me to take my time to freshen up as my hair was all disheveled.

He left to go down. I went to the bathroom and removed my shirt and skirt. I was now stark naked in Raghu's bathroom. I used the hand shower to point the jet of cold water on my over heated cunt. I washed with the liquid soap and lathered my cunt and washed it clean.

After wearing my shirt over my open breasts and wearing Komal's panty to hold my sanitary pad, I straightened my hair and went towards the door to go down. Just then I heard voices.

"Mr. Raghu, you are still in the kitchen? Where is Nina?" It was Kusum, Vivek's colleagues wife who had come to use the toilet.She too had nice assets. Today she was wearing a pink saree which highlighted her figure.

"Oh, she has gone to the toilet to freshen up. The top one, I think. You may use the one here." I sighed with relief that she had not come a little earlier. We could have been caught in action.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "No problem. I will wait for her."

"Just give it a few minutes more. Nina has warmed up everything and food is ready to be served." Raghu explained.

I waited for a few minutes more behind the closed door and then walked down. Kusum was waiting at the end of the steps, having finished her toilet duty.

"Hey there, needed any help?" she asked. "The boys are having a whale of a time down there. It looks like they will not get up for at least another hour or so."

Raghu looked at me mischievously and winked from behind Kusum. I mimicked a "no" by pursing my lips, hoping that Kusum would not see.

"So Kusum, are you enjoying yourself?" Raghavan asked.

"Thank you for inviting us Mr. Raghavan. I am enjoying much, after so many years. The last I remember, it may have been in college." She winked at me.

"Could you do me a favour, Kusum?" Raghavan asked. "Could you ask the boys to hang on for a little while. I have to set the table and Nina has promised to help me. The spirits & sodas are stocked down in the ice buckets. You may have to take a snacks tray down. Will you please?"

Kusum was delighted to be of service. She assured that she would keep the boys down till we called. I was apprehensive what he had in mind as a sly smile played on his lips.

As soon as Kusum left, he went to the door to see that she had actually left. He hurried back as I retreated to the kitchen. He came from the back and took me in his embrace cupping both my boobs and pulling me into him. I was shocked that even after such a long bout of sex, just a few minutes back, his prick was like a sharpened spear, poking into my buttocks.

"Raghu, what are you up to? Anyone may come," I implored to him to stop. But he was in no mood to stop. He dry humped me over my skirt. He turned me and kissed me full on the lips. I opened my mouth to let his prying tongue enter my mouth. He pulled my tongue into his and held it between his lips and started to suck it in and out.

It felt like I was the male counterpart, fucking Raghu with my tongue. I carried to do so with gusto.

I reached down to hold his penis from outside. Meanwhile, he put his hands behind my buttocks and lifted me onto the dinner table - the very table where we were to have our dinner. He laid my buttocks on the edge and his hand went under the skirt to pull down my panty, with the sanitary pad. This was the second time this evening that my panty was brought down like a flag of a surrendering country, before it is invaded. The cold air on my cunt came as a shock.

I was scared that someone may come but it was too late. Raghu spread my thighs and pulled out his monster from above his loose shorts and headed straight for my pussy. Before I knew it he had managed to get the head of his prick in me.

I opened my mouth to express my pleasurable discomfort at this intrusion and there we were, - fused to one another with my husband and a whole group of friends just a few yards away.

What he did next was just an earlier fantasy come true. When he was sure of being fully embedded in me, he put my legs behind him and asked me to pull him into me. He then lifted me off the table and carried me to the kitchen. There he put his hands for support on the kitchen platform at a slight angle and then started to fuck me with me hanging onto him with my arms around his shoulders, my legs around his waist and fucked in the cunt.

This was a very novel thing for me and I pressed my tits into his chest. I felt him swinging and his prick going into me and then sliding out. This time it was me who came very hard and very soon. I pressed his prick between my cunt lips and he moaned his approval. We must have swung into each other for about 10 minutes when we heard someone coming up to the house.

We disengaged hurriedly against our wishes as I felt my juices slide down my thighs. Raghavan slide his prick into his shorts as I pulled up my panty up. I turned and immediately opened the fridge door to pick up a bottle of water. Just a few seconds later Vivek walked in to see us at either ends of the kitchen.

"All set, Boss?" he enquired. "Any help, Nina?"

"Are the guys enjoying themselves down there?" Raghavan asked.

"Yes Boss; I think they needed this break. We were missing you."

"Vivek, I think we can call the guys to have their meal." Raghavan changed the topic. "Come on help us set the dishes."

He passed on the set of plates and dishes to Vivek and they went to the dining room. I heard Vivek say that he will put the table cloth properly before setting the dishes. I froze as we had forgotten to straighten the table cloth after our mating on it.

They then got to setting the table as they exchanged small talk. The dinner was set and we called out to all the boys and their wives. The dinner was great and after about an hour, we started to leave.

Vivek and me were the last to leave as we helped Raghavan to wash and keep the utensils back.

"Vivek, you know about our work tender opening in Kota, Rajasthan?" Raghavan asked.

"Yes boss" Vivek replied. "In fact I was to talk to you about tomorrow. What do you suggest?" Vivek replied.

"You know how important it is that we get this tender. Do you think you will be able to handle it? I didn't want to say it, but if you had to be there with the Team, I am sure that we shall be awarded the tender".

"That would be great." Vivek was enthusiastic. "I will leave with the Team tomorrow itself. It's just a question of a week. I am sure Nina won't mind."

I guessed what Raghavan had in mind and was amazed at the way he worked out what he wanted, while keeping everyone happy. I made a face of dejection towards Vivek and asked "What am I to do here alone?"

"Come on Nina. It's just a question of 5-6 days." Vivek tried to sweet-talk me.

"Well! If you don't mind, Vivek. I could always join her for a dinner or two?" Raghavan interjected.

"But......" I was shocked to hear this and was scared that Vivek would suspect something between us. But before I could say something Vivek said -

"That would be great. I will have no tension of Nina being safe all alone. In fact since Komal Bhabi (sister-in-law) is not here, why don't you have your meals at our place? Either ways Nina always cooked for two," Vivek justified.

"We could take a call on that. Whether it's at your place or she can always have meals at my place," Raghavan volunteered.

"Then it is settled. I can now leave with a peaceful mind and concentrate on the tender." Vivek exclaimed.

Talking about 'tender', my pussy hole was ravaged so much that I was feeling very tender between my thighs. Our over-the counter bout a few minutes ago and the sudden separation had left me yearning for more ramming. This talk of Vivek leaving town and me being alone with Raghavan gave me a kick. I knew that the next few days being alone in this house or at my place would be rounds of sound fucking.

After dinner, Vivek & me left, but not before Raghavan slyly gave me a squeeze on my buttock with Vivek just by my side.

When we reached home, I headed for the bathroom to clean any trace of Raghavan on and in me. My thigh had become a battlefield of liquids and I needed a wash.

I removed all clothes and removing Komal's panty, I pointed the jet of cold shower towards my ravaged pussy. The cold jet of water gave me goose pimple. I could feel my vagina lips trying to contract t their normal size. It gave me a huge relief. I then had a warm shower and came out with a towel wrapped round my breasts having made sure that no marks of Raghavan's tryst with my boobs was seen.

After both of us changed into out night suits I helped him to pack for his flight the next day. He would be going directly to the airport with the Team from his office.

We held each other and slept, as both of were tired -- me from by bout and Vivek after guzzling a heap of spirits.

My dream that night was filled with fantasies which would be a reality till Vivek returned. The whole week was a week of adventurous sex.

Raghavan must have fucked me in every nook and corner of his house. He made me suck him and he sucked me. Together we must have orgasmed a zillion times. On the days of my periods, he used extra large size fruit flavoured condoms which he made me roll onto his monster. On all other days it was unprotected sex with me being on the pill. We did not want any untoward pregnancy to spoil our new born relationship.

In those seven days, we fucked, slept, ate and bathed together. We even ate our dinner on the first two days at my place nude below the waist with just our tops and Raghavan embedded in me like we were nailed together. The first two nights Raghavan slept in our bedroom and the next few days we romped at his house.
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