Just when we felt that we would see through the economic downturn, disaster struck. Rohini and Rahul lost their baby due to a still-birth. There was shortage of oxygen supply to baby and it was late by the time they diagnosed this. Rohini and Rahul were unhappy by this sudden turn of events. We were disturbed since we felt somehow we brought this bad omen.
Rohini had a tough time conceiving in the first place and the Doctor's said it would be unlikely for her to conceive again. Next week was pretty much eventless as our friends from Fresno and Los Angeles visited us to offer their condolences.
Quite surprisingly, Rohini emerged from this pretty quickly. In a matter of weeks, she put this behind. Rahul, on the other hand, took some time to get over it. I knew things had restored to normalcy when Rohini asked me if I was ready to repay the second favor. It was the first week of February. I hoped I wouldn't loose the last bet of Mansi performing analingus on Rahul.
Although, we had agreed for only one sexual favor, I had rimmed her countless number of times in the past few weeks. This one had to be a little more adventurous than the previous.
"Sure," I replied promptly.
"What's it?" I managed to ask.
"Well, don't flinch at it," she warned.
"But, I want you to go down on me after I have had sex with Rahul," she let it out.
"What?" I blurted out surprised that she would harbor such a fetish. It would have happened if we had indulged in threesome or group sex, I thought.
"Are you suggesting that we indulge in a threesome?" I asked. "Where did you get that idea?" she frowned at me.
"I meant after he had sex with me," she clarified.
"What's the big deal?" I asked not realizing that Rahul rarely used condoms.
"You are not implying," I asked.
"Yes, I am," she said.
"I want you eat a creampie from me," she clarified.
"It is so gross," I complained.
"Not more than rimming," she retorted.
"It is so humiliating," I complained.
"Nobody has to know about it," she assured, "it will be our secret."
I thought for a moment about the ramifications. I had tasted my semen few times; it was a little bitter to get excited about the thought of it. Then I wondered if Rohini and Mansi didn't mind it much, then surely it wouldn't be intolerable.
"What is your motivation behind this?" I asked.
"I want to experience it," she said
"I have read that it gives immense pleasure to the woman."
"Most of the pleasure is psychological, which only Mansi could experience," she exhaled.
"Mansi would never entertain such pervert fantasies," I retorted.
"She might not."
"It doesn't stop you from giving her that pleasure, though."
"You would be lying if you said you never had the desire to have sex with her after Rahul made love to her," she said.
"Yes..." I said.
"But Mansi wouldn't want to," she interjected. I agreed.
"Do you know why?" she asked.
"No, I never asked her," I said.
"Although, she knows you approve of her mating with Rahul, she is not 100% certain about that," she said.
"Moreover, it wouldn't interest her taking on someone like you after being thoroughly fucked by a stud."
"Don't misunderstand me," she urged.
"Rahul is almost twice your size. She wouldn't feel you even if you were to mount her immediately after she has been with him."
"I bet, she could feel your tongue, though."
"She might even let you fuck her well-dilate vagina if you were to soothe it first with your tongue," she said.
"Please..."
"I don't feel comfortable talking about this," I pleaded.
"I know," she assured me.
"It is hard to talk openly about these things."
"But, I promise, I would never betray your confidence in me," she assured.
"Forgive me, but I know that this might excite you," she said.
"How do you now?" I asked a little disconcerted with her remark.
"Let me ask you a question, if you don't mind," she said. I nodded.
"Given a choice of fucking a very hot woman or secretly watching Rahul take your wife, which one would you choose?"
"Be honest!" she urged.
"No one will know your answer but me," she assured.
"I have to admit that I would love to watch Rahul fuck Mansi," I honestly answered.
"Isn't that one straightforward," she said.
"It is simply irresistible and I just cannot reason it," I admitted.
"And you dread that you would never get such an opportunity," she exhaled. I resisted the urge to admit that I had already witnessed them have sex.
"Unless," she added after a thought.
"Unless what?"
"Unless we let them do it when at home," she quickly added.
"How is it possible with us around?"
"I have a plan," she started. Mansi works quite late on Friday's and Saturdays at home in the garage. Rohini suggested that I should go to bed early instead of watching TV at home until she returned to bed. That would allow Rahul to take advantage of the situation and he might accost her in the garage while she is at work.
The garage was below the living room and the entrance to that was through the backdoor for cars or from the staircase at the entrance of the house. Rahul had a small office that was next to the stairs, below the living room. It provided sufficient privacy. However, there were small vents at the stair case that provided a view into the office and the garage.
"Rahul's birthday is on the 13th and next day is Valentine's Day."
"If we are lucky, we might be able to see them fucking," she said excitedly.
"However, we should enact the plan right away as that would encourage them more to do something extra by then."
"What?" I asked not sure which part of the plan she was referring to.
"Going bed to early," she clarified.
She urged me to make it a habit of hitting the bed early and initiate sex only after she returned to bed; always pleasing her with my tongue before mounting her. I didn't need to do anything special since I pleasured her with my tongue every time, even when that was the only thing we did that night. We agreed to implement the plan and I hit the bed early on Friday and Saturday nights. Mansi took her job very seriously and was determined to excel in the partnership firm. The office in garage was her dedicated work space where worked pretty late in night on Friday's and Saturday's. She even worked in the afternoon sometimes when she was at home.
Apparently, nothing happened on Friday and Saturday night since she didn't resist my advances after she returned to bed. In fact, she was eager to have sex. No sooner, did she lie on the bed I reached for her and took her in my arms. She didn't object, unlike the other times when she would be tired. Instead, she took hold of my very erect penis as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. Her breath was surprisingly fresh. We indulged in elaborate hour long sex on both the nights.
It is perhaps appropriate to bring readers attention to why she had a fresh breath that night. It was Rohini who planted the seed of Mansi becoming Rahul's mistress and it was Rohini who encouraged Mansi to have sex with Rahul even during the weekends. Mansi, however, was reluctant but fellated him on Friday and Saturday nights in the garage. Mansi didn't want me to give any idea that she was up to something and shared the dilemma of cleaning herself up after episode. Rohini recommended that she use her bathroom before heading back. That explains why she had a clean breath on those nights.
In retrospect, it was thoughtful of Mansi to cleanup before heading towards our bedroom.
Earlier in the morning on Friday, I had tasted my first creampie after Rahul left for work and Mansi was having bath. It was a rather crusty creampie since Rahul had cum in Rohini the previous night. I did feel a little bit of acerbic taste but didn't mind it. I ate a fresh creampie from her pussy on Monday, when Rahul and Mansi left for work. Rohini made sure he dumped a load in her just before he left. I didn't particularly enjoy the taste as it was too acerbic and her pussy was just too messy. Mansi and I had indulged in rather prolonged session that night. So, I wasn't too excited at the prospect of pleasuring Rohini on Monday morning. As Rohini had mentioned, the pleasure was psychological.
Rohini ensured that Rahul and Mansi didn't head to work on the following Monday, which was the Valentines Day. Mansi and I had pretty long sessions that weekend. Perhaps, Mansi started enjoying her small routine. I didn't know that she was returning after blowing Rahul every night. Rahul's birthday was on Sunday so I wondered if they would try something on Saturday night. However, Rohini assured me they would do something the following night.
We headed to the bedroom at 10:00 while Mansi retired to her office to finish up some work. She said she would be a little longer than usual and requested not to wait for her. As Rohini had suggested, something was supposed to happen that night. Rohini came to my room at around 12:00; Rahul had just walked into the garage. She gave me an open mouthed kiss as I got from the bed and her hand sneaked into my pajamas. It was erect as a light pole in anticipation of his event.
"See, you are pretty excited to see your wife get boned by Rahul," she said breaking the kiss.
She lead me to the stairs and we both lay down on the stairs to peep through the ventilation slits into the office next to the garage. Mansi was wrapping up as Rahul inspected her designs. She moved towards Rahul, who was sitting on the other end of the sofa. The sofa was opposite to us and parallel to the stair case. She briefly explained her design before taking it back to her work table. I noticed her take a deep breath as she turned around from her work table to walk towards him. She sauntered through the small distance, her hips swaying seductively. She was wearing 3/4th pant and sleeveless top that displayed her beautiful arms. Without hesitating, she sat on top of him, straddling him, and gave him a wet kiss.
Rohini had a tough time conceiving in the first place and the Doctor's said it would be unlikely for her to conceive again. Next week was pretty much eventless as our friends from Fresno and Los Angeles visited us to offer their condolences.
Quite surprisingly, Rohini emerged from this pretty quickly. In a matter of weeks, she put this behind. Rahul, on the other hand, took some time to get over it. I knew things had restored to normalcy when Rohini asked me if I was ready to repay the second favor. It was the first week of February. I hoped I wouldn't loose the last bet of Mansi performing analingus on Rahul.
Although, we had agreed for only one sexual favor, I had rimmed her countless number of times in the past few weeks. This one had to be a little more adventurous than the previous.
"Sure," I replied promptly.
"What's it?" I managed to ask.
"Well, don't flinch at it," she warned.
"But, I want you to go down on me after I have had sex with Rahul," she let it out.
"What?" I blurted out surprised that she would harbor such a fetish. It would have happened if we had indulged in threesome or group sex, I thought.
"Are you suggesting that we indulge in a threesome?" I asked. "Where did you get that idea?" she frowned at me.
"I meant after he had sex with me," she clarified.
"What's the big deal?" I asked not realizing that Rahul rarely used condoms.
"You are not implying," I asked.
"Yes, I am," she said.
"I want you eat a creampie from me," she clarified.
"It is so gross," I complained.
"Not more than rimming," she retorted.
"It is so humiliating," I complained.
"Nobody has to know about it," she assured, "it will be our secret."
I thought for a moment about the ramifications. I had tasted my semen few times; it was a little bitter to get excited about the thought of it. Then I wondered if Rohini and Mansi didn't mind it much, then surely it wouldn't be intolerable.
"What is your motivation behind this?" I asked.
"I want to experience it," she said
"I have read that it gives immense pleasure to the woman."
"Most of the pleasure is psychological, which only Mansi could experience," she exhaled.
"Mansi would never entertain such pervert fantasies," I retorted.
"She might not."
"It doesn't stop you from giving her that pleasure, though."
"You would be lying if you said you never had the desire to have sex with her after Rahul made love to her," she said.
"Yes..." I said.
"But Mansi wouldn't want to," she interjected. I agreed.
"Do you know why?" she asked.
"No, I never asked her," I said.
"Although, she knows you approve of her mating with Rahul, she is not 100% certain about that," she said.
"Moreover, it wouldn't interest her taking on someone like you after being thoroughly fucked by a stud."
"Don't misunderstand me," she urged.
"Rahul is almost twice your size. She wouldn't feel you even if you were to mount her immediately after she has been with him."
"I bet, she could feel your tongue, though."
"She might even let you fuck her well-dilate vagina if you were to soothe it first with your tongue," she said.
"Please..."
"I don't feel comfortable talking about this," I pleaded.
"I know," she assured me.
"It is hard to talk openly about these things."
"But, I promise, I would never betray your confidence in me," she assured.
"Forgive me, but I know that this might excite you," she said.
"How do you now?" I asked a little disconcerted with her remark.
"Let me ask you a question, if you don't mind," she said. I nodded.
"Given a choice of fucking a very hot woman or secretly watching Rahul take your wife, which one would you choose?"
"Be honest!" she urged.
"No one will know your answer but me," she assured.
"I have to admit that I would love to watch Rahul fuck Mansi," I honestly answered.
"Isn't that one straightforward," she said.
"It is simply irresistible and I just cannot reason it," I admitted.
"And you dread that you would never get such an opportunity," she exhaled. I resisted the urge to admit that I had already witnessed them have sex.
"Unless," she added after a thought.
"Unless what?"
"Unless we let them do it when at home," she quickly added.
"How is it possible with us around?"
"I have a plan," she started. Mansi works quite late on Friday's and Saturdays at home in the garage. Rohini suggested that I should go to bed early instead of watching TV at home until she returned to bed. That would allow Rahul to take advantage of the situation and he might accost her in the garage while she is at work.
The garage was below the living room and the entrance to that was through the backdoor for cars or from the staircase at the entrance of the house. Rahul had a small office that was next to the stairs, below the living room. It provided sufficient privacy. However, there were small vents at the stair case that provided a view into the office and the garage.
"Rahul's birthday is on the 13th and next day is Valentine's Day."
"If we are lucky, we might be able to see them fucking," she said excitedly.
"However, we should enact the plan right away as that would encourage them more to do something extra by then."
"What?" I asked not sure which part of the plan she was referring to.
"Going bed to early," she clarified.
She urged me to make it a habit of hitting the bed early and initiate sex only after she returned to bed; always pleasing her with my tongue before mounting her. I didn't need to do anything special since I pleasured her with my tongue every time, even when that was the only thing we did that night. We agreed to implement the plan and I hit the bed early on Friday and Saturday nights. Mansi took her job very seriously and was determined to excel in the partnership firm. The office in garage was her dedicated work space where worked pretty late in night on Friday's and Saturday's. She even worked in the afternoon sometimes when she was at home.
Apparently, nothing happened on Friday and Saturday night since she didn't resist my advances after she returned to bed. In fact, she was eager to have sex. No sooner, did she lie on the bed I reached for her and took her in my arms. She didn't object, unlike the other times when she would be tired. Instead, she took hold of my very erect penis as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. Her breath was surprisingly fresh. We indulged in elaborate hour long sex on both the nights.
It is perhaps appropriate to bring readers attention to why she had a fresh breath that night. It was Rohini who planted the seed of Mansi becoming Rahul's mistress and it was Rohini who encouraged Mansi to have sex with Rahul even during the weekends. Mansi, however, was reluctant but fellated him on Friday and Saturday nights in the garage. Mansi didn't want me to give any idea that she was up to something and shared the dilemma of cleaning herself up after episode. Rohini recommended that she use her bathroom before heading back. That explains why she had a clean breath on those nights.
In retrospect, it was thoughtful of Mansi to cleanup before heading towards our bedroom.
Earlier in the morning on Friday, I had tasted my first creampie after Rahul left for work and Mansi was having bath. It was a rather crusty creampie since Rahul had cum in Rohini the previous night. I did feel a little bit of acerbic taste but didn't mind it. I ate a fresh creampie from her pussy on Monday, when Rahul and Mansi left for work. Rohini made sure he dumped a load in her just before he left. I didn't particularly enjoy the taste as it was too acerbic and her pussy was just too messy. Mansi and I had indulged in rather prolonged session that night. So, I wasn't too excited at the prospect of pleasuring Rohini on Monday morning. As Rohini had mentioned, the pleasure was psychological.
Rohini ensured that Rahul and Mansi didn't head to work on the following Monday, which was the Valentines Day. Mansi and I had pretty long sessions that weekend. Perhaps, Mansi started enjoying her small routine. I didn't know that she was returning after blowing Rahul every night. Rahul's birthday was on Sunday so I wondered if they would try something on Saturday night. However, Rohini assured me they would do something the following night.
We headed to the bedroom at 10:00 while Mansi retired to her office to finish up some work. She said she would be a little longer than usual and requested not to wait for her. As Rohini had suggested, something was supposed to happen that night. Rohini came to my room at around 12:00; Rahul had just walked into the garage. She gave me an open mouthed kiss as I got from the bed and her hand sneaked into my pajamas. It was erect as a light pole in anticipation of his event.
"See, you are pretty excited to see your wife get boned by Rahul," she said breaking the kiss.
She lead me to the stairs and we both lay down on the stairs to peep through the ventilation slits into the office next to the garage. Mansi was wrapping up as Rahul inspected her designs. She moved towards Rahul, who was sitting on the other end of the sofa. The sofa was opposite to us and parallel to the stair case. She briefly explained her design before taking it back to her work table. I noticed her take a deep breath as she turned around from her work table to walk towards him. She sauntered through the small distance, her hips swaying seductively. She was wearing 3/4th pant and sleeveless top that displayed her beautiful arms. Without hesitating, she sat on top of him, straddling him, and gave him a wet kiss.