I am Sanu, 25, married and wife working in a MNC. I got a job in a senior position in a distant station with lot of perks. But my wife could not come due to her official exigencies. I found the company furnished quarters in the third floor of a block, and the company car, an "Accent" quite comfortable.
I took food from a hotel, which is not good, and hence took self made sandwiches for b/f and self cooked rice with curds and salads for supper. In the block there were several families and when I leave for office I find many ladies standing to see their husbands off. Most of them have two wheelers etc. I lavishly drive out my luxury car to the envy of many of the ladies.
Once one lady asked me about my marital status. I told that I am married, but my wife was working and could not come here to stay with me. Ladies expressed sympathy on my forced bachelorhood. One day a lady staying in the same floor where I am staying, came and asked me whether I would like some curry to eat with my rice. I looked at her, sweet smiling face.
She was very attractive lady with her body fully covered with her saree out of modesty and it was not possible to make an assessment of her vital statistics. I said quite welcome. She said I will bring say within half an hour and disappeared into her flat. I went to my flat, changed, took bath, went to kitchen and put my quota of rice in the pressure cooker to cook and then went to slice the vegetables for making salad.
There was a ring of the door bell. I went and opened and the lady was there smiling with a small s.s. vessel. I took the vessel to place it on the dining table and invited her to come in. She came in and sat in my sofa. I asked her about her family etc.
She said her name is Jaya and her husband worked for some company as their Marketing Manager and he had to travel a lot, they were married since four years but not blessed with any children. She offered to help me in the kitchen. I said you are so gracious to give me some curry which is more than enough. Please give me when you make curry in future. She said she will.
She said she will serve me the rice so that I can taste the curry she had brought. I sat with my plate and she served me rice from my cooker. She made the salad also ready and served the curry she had brought. It was vattakuzhambu, my favourite, smacking my lips I ate the rice praising her dish, and ate everything including the salad.
The lady, Jaya, was watching me in amusement seeing my eagerness to take food. I got up and left the plate in the sink, washed the vessel she had brought, returned it to her with lot of appreciation and gratitude. She gave me an impression that she feels bored of her lonely life, without her husband.
Perhaps giving me the curry and chatting with me for some time in the evening was a good deviation for her. Next day I bought some vegetables for her, all fresh from the market, and gave it her. This became a routine, her coming with the curry, helping me in the kitchen, putting the house in order, serving the curry with her own hands, hearing my praised etc.
After becoming quite friendly with her, one day I asked her, out of curiosity, whether they consulted any doctor about the fertility problem. With face reddened, tears flowing, Jaya did not reply took leave of me suddenly. Next day I apologized to her for having hurt her. She said it is our fate that this janma they have to live without any children, and again tears.
Suddenly she raised her voice and told me that how can children come unless the husband and wife live together. Oh, that is the matter, I thought, there is much more than what is meeting the eye. I told Jaya, I call her Jayamami, tell me your problem so that we can find solution. Husband stays with her only for one week each month and in that one week, their sleeping together is just for a day or two thats all.
I asked her with profuse apologies, whether they dont sleep in the same bed. She said no, he sleeps separate. Oh, that is the problem, no sex and how can she get pregnant. I asked her again, you dont have sex at all. She said he cannot have sex, he has some problem. Why dont you take him to the doctor, I asked. He will not come, he has some complex, she said.
She again started to cry. I went near her and pacified her and told her not to cry. She said crying loudly that I dont have any solution to my problem, I have to die a virgin. Oh my god, what I am hearing, she never had sex for the past four years of married life. I am married and I have to be loyal to my wife. I cannot... Jayamami who was sitting near me in the sofa leaned over me and rested her head on my lap.
She was weeping uncontrollably. I had to console her. I told her please dont cry, Jayamami, please stop crying. I wiped her tears with my towel. I had to lift her with both of my hands from my lap and pacify her. But I saw she had a pair of beautiful boobs and her firm body was youthful and strong. I had to set her hair in order and wipe her eyes and face.
She was still leaning on me. I told her come on you lie down for some time just to relax and then you can go home. I caught her with my both hands and with my right hand around her waist led her to my bed room and made her to lie down in my bed. Whe I got up to put on the light, she said no, please dont put on the light. I sat in the bed near her holding her hand and her hand was on my thigh.
My cock was getting tightened. The smell of a female was intoxicating. I was getting an erection. Jayamami had stopped crying. When I leaned forward to set the pillow, her hand touched my erect cock. She knew that I am aroused by her presence. She groped into my dhothi and caught hold of my cock. Then there was no talk. Things took their own course. I placed my hands on her boobs.
She asked me to unhook her blouse and bra and take out the boobs, which she also helped. Her ample boobs with erect nipples were there open in front of me. I too was without sex for the past one month and wanted to go home next week. But her boobs were real beauties. I squeezed both with my both hands. In the meantime, Jaya was moving forward to take my cock in her mouth.
Sucking one of the boobs, I searched for her pussy with one hand. I could lift the saree and the panty was there. I pulled it down. I inserted my hand inside and touched her hairy pussy. It was all wet and in a total mess. I told Jaya, better you go home, finish your supper and come back. We will enjoy in the night. Jaya said ok and left. By 9 pm she knocked at my door softly.
I opened the door and found Jaya in a nightie. I hugged her and gave her a kiss. She responded well. She told me that her husband cannot fuck, because once he inserts half of his cock inside, his fluids go and hence he cannot complete the fuck. Poor thing has never had a good fucking from her husband. I took out my laptop and showed her a porno site.
She looked at it in open mouthed amazement. I asked her to remove her nightie. She was notally nude inside. I made her to lie down in the bed. Her body was magnificent. I brought my trimmer and trimmed at the hair from her pussy. Her cunt looked like that of a virgin. I opened and saw her clitoris very small. I took her to the bathroom and washed her cunt myself with water.
I sat on the floor keeping her one leg on the commode licked her cunt and clitoris. She was flowing fluids from her cunt like a open tap. I broght her to the bed and first I gave her a doggy style fuck. Looking at the laptop at a running porno site we fucked and we both reached our orgasm simultaneously. I told her to take a pill on the following day to prevent pregnancy.
After each fuck I made her to give me a blowjob. She learnt it fast that she could take my entire cock inside her mouth. We fucked three or four times that night. Jaya was thrilled with so much of sex. We devised a plan that on the last week when her husband comes, I will take leave and go home to be with my wife. Once I come back our plan of fucking daily continued.
I got news that my wife got conceived and Jaya also told me that she too has missed her menstrual period. Jaya told me that it is my child, but her husband says it is his child. I got a transfer to Mumbai and moved away from that place.
