Our life progressed smoothly for next few months. Rahul was having lion's share of sex from Mansi. I had nothing to complain since I too was having lot of sex from Mansi and Rohini. Rohini and I engaged in quite a few kinky activities during those months.
In the month of June, I had to visit India to see my ailing mother. I wasn't advised to travel because of green card related issues but I had to so Mansi stayed back. I got stuck in India for over two and half months before my green card got approved.
The three must have had lot of fun while I was in India. It didn't take long for me to find out. It was the very first weekend after I returned home. We were watching a movie on Friday night -- for a change Mansi decided not to work that evening. I needed to take a leak so thought of stepping out for minute since the movie wasn't interesting. For some strange reason, I decided to use Rahul and Rohini's restroom instead of ours downstairs. As I could see clearly due to the light entering from the window in the bathroom, I didn't switch on the lights. Within a few minutes, Rohini and Mansi entered the room to discuss something in my absence not realizing that I was there inside the bathroom. They stood next to the sink that was right opposite the bathroom.
"Why are you refusing to have sex with Rahul?" asked Rohini. I was not sure if I should remain inside or emerge from the bathroom but I thought of capitalizing on this opportunity to eavesdrop on them.
"I am not refusing," she whispered.
"I said I'd relieve him with blowjobs during the weekends like earlier," she added. It seemed to me that they were talking about the change in plan because I had returned after two and half months.
"Why not intercourse?" Rohini asked.
"He doesn't use condoms."
"I can't go back with my pussy full of his cum," she complained.
"Besides, he stretches me a lot. It wouldn't take any time for Ajoy to figure out," she added.
"You can clean up before heading back," she suggested.
"Are you kidding?"
"He practically hoses me with his semen!"
"If not for the pills, he would have impregnated me long time back."
"You do know how much he misses sex with you," said Rohini in a concerned tone.
"He is insatiable," complained Mansi.
"While we are away, he does twice or thrice every night," she added.
"Are you complaining?" asked Rohini teasingly.
"No!"
"As a matter of fact, I relish that."
"But at home, I am Ajoy's wife," she pleaded.
"But Rahul's mistress," Rohini interjected, almost rudely.
"I bet, it wouldn't have been exciting otherwise," she added.
"I must admit, it is an incredible feeling to spread my legs or open my lips for him."
"It is, perhaps, mean of me to not let Ajoy cum in my mouth, when Rahul gets to every time wishes it," said Mansi.
"You love it!" exclaimed Rohini.
"No," said Mansi emphatically.
"I hate the bitter taste of semen," she added.
"With Rahul, somehow, I feel obligated."
"Why obligated?" asked Rohini.
"He gives so much pleasure that I feel he has the right to cum wherever he wants."
"Would you like to become his wife?" asked Rohini teasingly and added, "I don't mind Ajoy as my husband."
"No way," replied Mansi.
"You keep your husband -- he is no good outside the bedroom."
"Ajoy is lovely and makes me feel very special!"
"Besides, he is not all that bad in the bedroom," added Mansi.
"I am sure Rahul makes you feel special as well," said Rohini.
"Yes by screwing me day and night. hi hi hi"
"Then you don't mind being his mistress, I guess," said Rohini.
"You bet!"
"The way I see it Ajoy makes me feel special in a non sexual way."
"Rahul, however, makes me feel special in a sexual way and makes best use of my assets."
"He was once telling me that I have a body that was made for breeding."
"Very true," added Rohini.
"You have wide hips that make delivering babies easier and adequate sized breasts to feed a few babies."
"Why if you had been married to that Muslim man I knew in India, you would have already delivered two babies by now," said Rohini.
"You wouldn't believe it," said Mansi.
"This elderly black gentleman from our office made a similar remark about me to a colleague of mine."
"How old is he?"
"About 38; has fathered four children, yet he is hitting on women."
"The rumor is that he has tasted most of the saucy white women in our office."
"Perhaps it is time for him to taste a hot Indian woman," teased Rohini.
"No way," said Mansi.
"Just kidding," said Rohini and added, "Even if you did have another lover, I bet Rahul would always be special for you."
"Yes, he would be," agreed Mansi.
"Too bad he can't make complete use of your assets," said Rohini.
"What do you mean?" asked Mansi.
"I am not sure if these breasts would ever nurse Rahul's babies," said Rohini.
"Only time will tell that," said Mansi, her voice almost trembling. I was surprised to hear Mansi's response. It seemed as if Mansi had contemplated about it and was just waiting for the right moment.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
In the month of June, I had to visit India to see my ailing mother. I wasn't advised to travel because of green card related issues but I had to so Mansi stayed back. I got stuck in India for over two and half months before my green card got approved.
The three must have had lot of fun while I was in India. It didn't take long for me to find out. It was the very first weekend after I returned home. We were watching a movie on Friday night -- for a change Mansi decided not to work that evening. I needed to take a leak so thought of stepping out for minute since the movie wasn't interesting. For some strange reason, I decided to use Rahul and Rohini's restroom instead of ours downstairs. As I could see clearly due to the light entering from the window in the bathroom, I didn't switch on the lights. Within a few minutes, Rohini and Mansi entered the room to discuss something in my absence not realizing that I was there inside the bathroom. They stood next to the sink that was right opposite the bathroom.
"Why are you refusing to have sex with Rahul?" asked Rohini. I was not sure if I should remain inside or emerge from the bathroom but I thought of capitalizing on this opportunity to eavesdrop on them.
"I am not refusing," she whispered.
"I said I'd relieve him with blowjobs during the weekends like earlier," she added. It seemed to me that they were talking about the change in plan because I had returned after two and half months.
"Why not intercourse?" Rohini asked.
"He doesn't use condoms."
"I can't go back with my pussy full of his cum," she complained.
"Besides, he stretches me a lot. It wouldn't take any time for Ajoy to figure out," she added.
"You can clean up before heading back," she suggested.
"Are you kidding?"
"He practically hoses me with his semen!"
"If not for the pills, he would have impregnated me long time back."
"You do know how much he misses sex with you," said Rohini in a concerned tone.
"He is insatiable," complained Mansi.
"While we are away, he does twice or thrice every night," she added.
"Are you complaining?" asked Rohini teasingly.
"No!"
"As a matter of fact, I relish that."
"But at home, I am Ajoy's wife," she pleaded.
"But Rahul's mistress," Rohini interjected, almost rudely.
"I bet, it wouldn't have been exciting otherwise," she added.
"I must admit, it is an incredible feeling to spread my legs or open my lips for him."
"It is, perhaps, mean of me to not let Ajoy cum in my mouth, when Rahul gets to every time wishes it," said Mansi.
"You love it!" exclaimed Rohini.
"No," said Mansi emphatically.
"I hate the bitter taste of semen," she added.
"With Rahul, somehow, I feel obligated."
"Why obligated?" asked Rohini.
"He gives so much pleasure that I feel he has the right to cum wherever he wants."
"Would you like to become his wife?" asked Rohini teasingly and added, "I don't mind Ajoy as my husband."
"No way," replied Mansi.
"You keep your husband -- he is no good outside the bedroom."
"Ajoy is lovely and makes me feel very special!"
"Besides, he is not all that bad in the bedroom," added Mansi.
"I am sure Rahul makes you feel special as well," said Rohini.
"Yes by screwing me day and night. hi hi hi"
"Then you don't mind being his mistress, I guess," said Rohini.
"You bet!"
"The way I see it Ajoy makes me feel special in a non sexual way."
"Rahul, however, makes me feel special in a sexual way and makes best use of my assets."
"He was once telling me that I have a body that was made for breeding."
"Very true," added Rohini.
"You have wide hips that make delivering babies easier and adequate sized breasts to feed a few babies."
"Why if you had been married to that Muslim man I knew in India, you would have already delivered two babies by now," said Rohini.
"You wouldn't believe it," said Mansi.
"This elderly black gentleman from our office made a similar remark about me to a colleague of mine."
"How old is he?"
"About 38; has fathered four children, yet he is hitting on women."
"The rumor is that he has tasted most of the saucy white women in our office."
"Perhaps it is time for him to taste a hot Indian woman," teased Rohini.
"No way," said Mansi.
"Just kidding," said Rohini and added, "Even if you did have another lover, I bet Rahul would always be special for you."
"Yes, he would be," agreed Mansi.
"Too bad he can't make complete use of your assets," said Rohini.
"What do you mean?" asked Mansi.
"I am not sure if these breasts would ever nurse Rahul's babies," said Rohini.
"Only time will tell that," said Mansi, her voice almost trembling. I was surprised to hear Mansi's response. It seemed as if Mansi had contemplated about it and was just waiting for the right moment.
(TO BE CONTINUED)