Adultery Decent House wife become keep of local goon??? (Completed)

[Dmahi19]

Great story with great end. Thanks for the story. In "xossip" site, there was a story named "Mom & Uncle- (Rejuvenated)". That was also a great story. I forgot name of the writer. Do you have that story?

Ask Siraj bhai , he will help you to find an old story .
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[imaamitrai]

Ye story hindi me nhi hai kya?

 

[aman rathore]

Update - 1

Swati & Anshul were a happily married couple. Anshul was working in a small IT Firm. Swati was 27 yrs old and Anshul was 30 years old. They were leading a pretty ordinary middle class life. Living in Mumbai. They had an arranged marriage. They had 2 kids, both daughters. The elder one was 4 yrs old. The younger was just born 2 months old. Here's where the story starts. One unfortunate day while Anshul was driving on his bike back from office, he met with a terrible accident. He was rushed to the hospital immediately.

Swati was all alone as her parents were no more. She rushed to the hospital to find Anshul completely shattered in bed. Her hopes of a good future and everything seemed to be fading away. With 2 kids, it was a disaster. It took 1 week for Anshul to regain his senses. When he was back to life, he was paralysed waist down completely. He couldn't move a limb below his waist. With the medical insurance he had, Swati took him to various hospitals in Mumbai, all with the same opinion that it's almost impossible for him to regain back his earlier strength. It would be a miracle if he can even move his legs, such was the impact of the accident. He was declared a paralysed person.

With heavy heart, and true to her duties of being a faithful housewife, she took the decision to take care of Anshul at their home. It was a rented 1 BHK Flat. With whatever savings they had she knew it would be difficult to sustain long, but she wanted to do everything she could for the sake of her kids.

She didn't have the qualification to get a decent job. She was 12th Pass, and just 1 year of Graduation and then dropped out for marriage.

Anyways days passed by and it was 1 month after the incident. Swati was getting a bit frustrated with the hardships. Though she tried hard not to let Anshul notice. Her elder kid Sonia was admitted to a normal School nearby. She got little help from her in-laws but even they were now trying to shrug off from them. Anshul's parents had died when he was very young. They both literally had no one whom they could turn to.

Swati was a petite woman by all means. She was very fair, but short heighted 5 feet 1 inches. She had a bit plump figure which comes with every Indian housewife. She used to wear normal cotton sarees which used to get crumpled due to her daily housework. She never wore her saree below the navel, always tried to wear it as conservative as she could. But then mostly the hem of the petticoat used to come and rest just on her navel. Her left side of the saree used to be a bit open, which made her blouse area visible and anyone could see the curve of a fully grown mother's breast and a bit of her belly. She never tried to be exposing herself. She was beautiful with beautiful eyes, nose, red lips and long flowing hair. Just that due to their financial conditions she could never take adequate care of herself.

Swati

It was a normal monday day and Swati was getting Sonia ready for her school. She used to go daily to drop her off in the school. As she was walking with her Sonia was playfully jumping around and the waterbottle got off her hand. Swati scolded her and tried to pick up her bottle. In the process she bent down and her saree pallu fell half way giving a view of her luscious cleavage through her tight blouse. Luckily not many people were there around. Unluckily for her the local goon and wannabe MLA of the area Jayraj was having a cigrette sitting on his bike. He saw Swati and immediately lightning stuck him. He knew Swati and Anshul living in his area but never ever cared about them. What he saw that morning was probably the best he had seen in his life. He had never seen such a beautiful cleavage of a young mother. He calculated in his mind, the cleavage must be around 4-5 inches long, a black thick line with milky white coloured mangoes on either side. He licked his lips and kept watching her. Swati noticed Jayraj and quickly covered her bosson and walked briskly to the school. Jayraj looked and walked briskly to the school. Jayraj looked at Swati. As she was trying to rush her hips were swaying left to right. Such a petite woman, so beautiful was what Jayraj was thinking. He rubbed his hairy chest looking at her rush towards the school. He waited for her to return back.

Jairaj






Jayraj was 45 years old. He was tall, much taller than average person, 6 Foot 1 inches. He had a well built athletic body and was dark coloured. But he was handsome. He had big black moustache with some beard occadinally. Always used to wear a big gold bracelet and a gold chain. He had huge muscles and hairy since he used to keep 2 buttons of his shirt always open. He was divorced. He never married after that. His wife couldn't bear kids and that's why he divorced her. That's what everyone knew. Some close sources knew that she couldn't bear the way Jayraj used to make love. As many mouths as many words.

Jayraj saw Swati returning alone after leaving Sonia to school. Swati was Jayraj and properly covered her pallu, looking at him to avoid him. Jayraj looked hungry for her. Just as Swati was about to enter her flat, Jayraj interrupted her.
Jayraj: Namaste Swati ji.
Swati: (confused) Namaste.
Jayraj: Anshul ji kaise hain?
Swati: Thik hain.
Jayraj: Koi dikkat ho to bataiyega.
Swati: ji, thanks.
Swati rushed to her apartment. She didn't know her rushing made her hips sway wildly. Her breasts were juggling. Jayraj saw all of that. He just wanted to put his mouth on those innocent wife's mellons.

Next day same thing happened. Jayraj was waiting for Swati. Swati avoided him. The conversation started by Jayraj, Swati politely replied and left. Swati could feel the sexual tension in Jayraj increasing. This started happening and continued for next 2 days. Jayraj was getting restless. He even touched her plump hand full of glass bangles one day just to show his strength to her and how a male approaches a female when Swait used to ignore his questions. Swati took his hand off but he was strong. He laughed in an evil manner and let Swati go

Swati used to come home and never discuss the humiliation to Anshul. Anshul was completely bed ridden. He could never do anything himself. Swati's financial woes were continuing. She tried but couldn't get a job for herself. She was feeling helpless. She didn't have the fees for Sonia's school for the next month. She was sitting wondering all this when the bell rang. She went to open the door and saw Jayraj standing there, tall and well built covered the entire door height. Swati's belly was visible from her saree as per pallu was crumpled. She quickly covered her stomach as she saw Jayraj looking there. Jayraj came in and wanted to meet Anshul.
Jayraj: Anshul ji se milna tha.. halchal puchna tha.
Swati: ji wo so rahe hain.
Jayraj: mai wait karta hu.
Swati understood his intentions and quickly wanted to make him go away. So she allowed him and took him to Anshul's room.
Jayraj: Namaste Anshul ji. Mai Jayraj hu. apka hal puchne aya hu.. yahi rehta hu.
Anshul: (Just managed to make some pleasantries)
Jayraj: Swati ji bahut achi hain.. apka itna seva karti hain.. mujhe dekh ke bahut acha laga.
Anshul: ji.. thanks..
Jayraj: Acha mai chalta hu.. kuch jarurat hoga to bataiyega.

Jayraj stood up and started leaving. Swati followed him to close the door.
Jayraj: aapki choti beti.. ?

Swati: wo so rahi he.. andar..
Jayraj: 2 mahine ki he na?
Swati: ji..
Jayraj: Swati ji bura mat maniye.. ek bat puchu?
Swati: ji.. (she was wondering how to make him go)
Jayraj: ghar ka kharch kaise chalta he?
Swati: bas kuch savings he.. koi dikkat nahi..
Jayraj: ji.. kuch jarurat ho to bataiyega..
Swati: ji..

Jayraj looked at Swati once again trying to see her cleavage and blouse from the left side. The cleavage he cudnt see but the curvacious red blouse from the left side of her saree was visible. He judged the size and smiled at her. She covered herself again and closed the door.

Jayraj visited again next day on pretext of meeting Anshul but spoke more with Swati. Swati tried to see him off in 2-3 minutes. Meanwhile Swati's financial conditions worsened. She was becoming helpless. Everyone she turned to was leaving her alone. Jayraj used to speak to her daily. She started feeling a little less scared of him, but still wary of him.
One day when Jayraj visited them as usual. After meeting Anshul he came out of the room.
Swati: Jayraj ji mujhe kuch kehna he..
Jayraj beamed.
Jayraj: ji Swatiji kahiye..
Swati: mujhe kuch paiso ki jarurat he..
Jayraj: paise? hmm.. dekhiye Swati ji.. yaha koi paise kisi ko aise hi nahi deta..
Swati: please meri madad kijiye..mujhe Sonia ki fees deni he.
Jayraj: kitni fees he?
Swati: 2000 Rs.
Jayraj: ye to thoda jyada he..
Swati: please... kuch kijiye..
Jayraj: Acha meri ek shart he..
Swati: Kya shart?
Jayraj: Mai apko 2000 de dunga.. par mujhe kuch chaie..
Swati: Kya?
Jayraj: Kya hum chat pe chal sakte hain? Waha koi nahi he.. mai wahi apko bataunga..
Swati: Please yaha bata dijiye..
Jayraj: Mai sirf apke blouse kholke 30 min choosna chahta hu.. uske badle mai apko 2000 Rs de dunga..
Swati: Kya??


Swati was embarassed. Her face went red. She was never so much humiliated. She politely asked Mr. Jayraj to leave.
Swati: Jayraji ji.. please aap jaiye yaha se.
Jayraj: Swati ji.. mai apke fayde ke lie hi keh raha hu..
Swati: Please jaiye..mujhe apse kuch bat nahi karni..
Jayraj understood it wasn't as easy as he thought. After all she is a homely housewife. He left without uttering a word.
Swati closed the door and kept thinking about the incident. How cheap can this man be. Trying to take advantage of a woman when she is helpless. She quickly went to her daily chores. She couldn't stand that situation and she wanted to take her mind off it.
Next day, Swati went as usal to drop her daughter to school. Jayraj was standing as usual, having his cigarette and smiling at her. She faced in another direction and briskly walked towards her school. This happened daily. This became a routine. Jayraj never stalked her. He never talked to her directly, but just kept looking at her from a distance whenever she went to pick and drop her daughter to school or if she had to go to a nearby Shop. Swati just started hating Jayraj more. Jayraj started lusting more for Swati. His animal instinct was growing more and more as Swati was ignoring him. Swati on the other hand feared if Jayraj tried to take some indecent step, that would be the end of her life. In this situation she cannot bear this level of insult in her life.



Days passed by. The finances Swati had were almost finished. It was more than 2 months that Anshul had his accident. He could speak but could barely get up from his bed even with support. His medicines took the major share of expenses. Swati did everything with a smiling face but she started to get extremely worried. . Her sarees started giving a weary look. She didnt have much money to buy clothers for herself or her kids.
One night while she was returning from a nearby grocery shop, she was interrupted by a bike. It was Jayraj. He came near her and asked her to sit on the bike, he would drop her till her apartment. Swati started walking completely ignoring him. Jayraj started following her from behind. The way Swati's hips were swaying under her saree, Jayraj was starting to loose control. He was having a huge errection. He sped a bit and he held Swati's hand very roughly. In the process one of her glass bangle broke. Swati stopped and pleaded him to leave her alone. He stopped.
Jayraj: mere sath baith jao.. aur to kuch keh nahi raha hu..
Swati: kyu aap mujhe pareshan kar rahe hain? mujhe jane dijiye.. mere bache ghar pe intezar kar rahe hain..
Jayraj: kyu..kya karogi.. dudh pilaogi kya unhe? (he grinned evilishly)
Swati fumed with anger. She said : aap jaiye.. nahi to mai chillaungi..
Jayraj: mujhe sach me koi farak nahi padega agar tum chillaogi to.. but mai chala jata hu..
Jayraj looked at her and sped away. Swati sighed a relief and rushed to her flat.

She went in and started feeling so insulted. Had Anshul not been in this situation, Jayraj wouldn't have dared to speak such filthy language. Swati goes to Anshul's room. Usualy Anshul sleeps alone as he needs a bit more space. She goes and touched Anshul's hand. Anshul wakes up.
Swati: Anshul, mujhe kiss karo na.
Anshul tries to slowly wrap his arms around her waist. Swati bends down and slowly kisses his lips. Anshul's also kisses but his response is not as exciting. This is the first time they are kissing after his accident. They kiss for about 2 mins, where mostly Swati takes the lead. Her hand reaches into his pants involuntarily, but she notices its not errect. Leave errect there is no sign of any hardness.
Swati: Kya hua Anshul? Kuch problem he kya. Tum thik se kiss nahi kar rahe ho mujhe.
Anshul: Nahi Swati. Kar to raha hu.
Swati kisses him for some more time. But the situation remains same. Defeated, she gets up from the bed, smiles at Anshul.
Swati: mai khana laga deti hu.
Anshul: thik he.
Swati leaves the bedroom and tears start rolling off her cheeks. She knows its difficult for Anshul but then its so frustrating to lead this kind of life. She wants to curse God, but she doesn't as she know God is there for her. She thinks to herself, Jayraj is behind her. But she is least interested in him. He looks like a proper goon. Her mind wanders to the expenses. Where would she get the money to sustain next month. Sonia's fees, Anshul's Medicines, the rent. She tried a lot to get a job, but she is not getting any respectable job anywhere. She thinks to herself that if God is there, he will do something. He won't make my kids starve. Inspite of everything, she still loves Anshul.
Couple of days pass by. Swati now has absoultely no money left in her account. Sonia gets a notice from the school to submit her fees or else she has to leave the school.
Sonia: Mummy, meri fees bhar do na.
Swati: Ha beta, bhar dungi.
Sonia: Wo Aashi keh rahi thi ki tere mummy papa ke pas to paise nahi hai.. tu kal se school mat ana.
Swati: Nahi beta, tum uski bat mat suno.. tum man lagake pado.. mai fees bhar dungi..
Sonia:yayyy... thik he mummy mai khelne jati hu..

Swati goes to the bathroom and starts crying. She cannot do anything for her kids. Is Jayraj the only option left? How can she allow that huge 6 foot tall, Dark coloured goon touch her. Her head starts spinning. But then there is no option left anymore. She has to speak to Jayraj and convince him to give her some money. If he has a change of heart all this while, then may be he won't touch her. She has to ask him again for the money.

Next day, after dropping Sonia to school, Swati looks at Jayraj. He is standing there as usual for her. After many days their eyes meet. Swati gets tensed up. She goes to him.
Swati: Aap ek bar ghar ayenge?
Jayraj: ji bilkul. kab aau?
Swati: thodi der ke bad aa jaiye..
Jayraj: mai aadhe ghante me ata hu..

Swati leaves, reaches home and starts her daily housework. In exactly 30 mins, the doorbell rings. With elevated heart beat, Swati opens the door. Jayraj is standing right there. She welcomes him in. As a formality he meets Anshul and asks his well being. Anshul starts explaining him how and where he fell and his 2 months story of pain. Jayraj is hardly listening to him and looking towards the door to see signs of Swati. Swati comes with a tea for him. This is the first time she is offering him tea. He drinks the tea, and thanks her. He then leaves Anshul and starts towards the door. Swati excuses herself from Anshul and goes to the door.
Swati: Jayraj ji.. please aap mujhe 2000 Rs de dijiye.. mai apko next month lauta dungi.. kahi job lag jayegi meri agar..
Jayraj: Swati.. tumhari job kaise lagegi? tumne itna try kia na..
Swati: please,, mujhe thoda udhar de dijiye.. nahi to Sonia school se nikal di jayegi..
Jayraj: mai bhi nahi chahta ki use School se nikala jaye.. islie mere option aapke lie wahi hain...sirf adha ghanta Swati ji..
Swati: kya is tarah aap kisi besahara ka fayda uthayenge?
Jayraj: Aap besahra ban rahi hain khud.. aapko sahara dene ke lie hi mai aapke lie aya hu mere sare kam chhod ke.. mujhe aaj agle chunav ki meeting ke lie jana tha..
Swati: kyu aap aisa chahte hain.. mai 2 bacho ki ma hu.. aap se 20 saal choti hu umar me..
Jayraj: dekho Swati.. mere pas time nahi he.. agar tumhe aise time waste karna he.. to mujhe kyu bulaya.. mai chahta to tumhe kabhi bhi car me bitha ke utha ke le jata.. par mai tumhari izzat karta hu.. mai neeche khada hu.. 10 min aur.. agar tumhe thik lage.. to khidki se mujhe ishara karke bula lena.. mai aa jaunga.. watchman se chat ki chabi maine already le rakhi he..
Jayraj leaves.



Swati starts to think seriously now. She has lost all her options and this is what is left. She looks from the window behind the curtains. She can see Jayraj standing looking up at her window. Why me of all the women in the colony? She keeps wondering. Dejected, she makes up her mind. She quickly goes and changes her saree. After 10 mins she opens the window, and with her eyes directs Jayraj to come up. Jayraj is elevated. He starts walking fast towards her flat. He rings the bell. Swati opens the door. Jayraj looks at her with a slightly open mouth. Swati wears a red coloured cotton saree and a black coloured cotton blouse. She doesnt wear a bra as she wants it to finish as soon as possible and without anyone seeing. A bra might become bit more complicated. Jayraj notices that as he can see her shoulders and no strap visible beneath the thin material of her black blouse. He tried to look at her navel, but unfortunately for him she has hid it beneath her saree.
Swati: sirf 30 mins?
Jayraj: bilkul..
Swati: mujhe dar lag raha he.. kisi ne dekh lia to?
Jayraj: koi nahi dekhega..
Anshul calls Swati. Anshul: Kaun he Swati?
Swati: ji mai aati hu thodi der mein.. Sharma aunty ke ghar se..
Anshul: Thik he.. darwaza band kar jao..

Swati tiptoes out of the house and closes the door. They both take the stairs to the roof. Jayraj opens the lock of the door to the roof, they both enter, and Jayraj closes the door back and applies the lock. Swati looks confused as to where he wants it to happen. She starts feeling dead nervous. Jayraj holds her hand and takes her to the a small room on the roof. It is there for keeping some old items and sort of a store room. He sees here and there and then opens the lock. He directs Swati to enter in the totally dark room. He switches a zero watt bulb on with a bit of dim light. He closes the door from inside. Swati starts to shiver, partly due to the nervousness and partly due to the dampness inside the room. Its a very small room with some chairs and building materials thrown here and there. Never Swati imagined she would be here.
Jayraj sits on the floor with his legs wide open. A tall and well built man, his legs look huge. Swati doesnt look at him.
Jayraj: Swati, aao.
Swati comes a bit closer to him. He holds her hand softly. He feels the soft palms. He makes her sit near him. Swati sits reluctantly.
Jayraj: Swati, tum bahut sundar ho.. itni sundar aurat maine ajtak nahi dekhi..
Swati: please Jayraj ji.. jaldi kijiye.. meri beti so rahi he..uth gayi to problem ho jayega..
Jayraj takes off his purse and takes out 4 - 500 Rs notes and gives it to her. Swati accepts it and keeps it in her small purse that she brought. She feels so embarassed to do this. Sorry Anshul, is all she could say in her mind.

amazing story hai bhai,
iss site par first time main english section ki koi story padh raha hoon,
starting bahot hi shandaar hai bhai,
Emotions ko writer ne bahot hi shandaar tarike se dikhaya hai,
aur aapne pics add karke isme chaar chaand laga diya hai,
ab dekhte hain ki aage kya hota hai

 

[Roshan Alexander]

I really hate Swathi, look how good was Anshul, but what she done has absolutely hateful

 

[aman rathore]

Update - 2

Jayraj directs her to sit on his lap facing her, Swati doesnt understand how, but she stands up. He holds her hands and asks her to keep both her legs on either side oh his widely positioned legs..while Swati hatefully sits, her saree and petticoat goes up to her knees. She sits on his knees and he is quick to slide her down right on top of his groin. Jayraj couldnt stop let an 'Aaahhhhh' come out of his mouth. Jayraj could feel the soft hips sliding from his thighs to his groin. Swati felt how the temperature of his groin became a bit hot.
Jayraj keeps his right hand on her naked stomach, feeling the softness. He slowly drops her pallu and what a sight!! He sees big breasts in her thin black blouse heaving up and down. The cleavage is so much visible. He understands her size is bigger than he had imagined. Swati meanwhile closes her eyes. Jayraj opens his shirt and displays his hairy chest consisting of white and black hairs. Jayraj looks like a monster bare chested. Swati looks like a petite baby doll on his thighs in just blouse and saree without pallu. Swati looks at him and his chest. She likes the chest but at the same time hates Jayraj. Jayraj's eyes are popping out. He puts both his hands on her waist and slowly embraces her as Swati melts in his broad bare chest. He rubs his hands on her naked back above the blouse. His mouth goes to her cleavage and automatically his huge dark lips meet the soft white skin of her cleavage. Swati leans back, but Jayraj holds her tight from her waist. He rubs his lips violently on her cleavage making grunts of a hungry animal. He quickly puts his right hand on her left blouse and for the first time squeezes it while continuing licking her cleavage. He get surprised that her breasts are so soft that it almost squeezes the entire breast in his huge palms.He puts both his hand now and keeps pumping her big round breasts over the blouse..
Swati: AAAhhhhh... Jayraj ji... dheere... pleaseeee
Jayraj: Ohhh Swati.. ye kya he... kya ho tum... kitne soft hain ye..

Jayraj fumbles with her blouse buttons and quickly unhooks them. He gets restless to see them naked. The moment he opens them he goes crazy. The whitest breast he had ever seen with a proper sized light brown colour nipples. Swati feels his errect penis on which her hips are positioned. She hates it, but she knows this is something which she never experienced. Her mind hates it but her body is ditching her. Jayraj puts his big black mouth on her white breast and starts surcking it. He starts moaning and making noises of sucking. He directs Swati to wrap her arms around his neck but Swati ignores it and choses not to. This is the first and last time she is doing this. She tells herself. She loves Anshul. Jayraj puts both his big hands on both of her breasts and alternately sucks the innocent homely housewife's breasts wildly. In no time, milk starts oozing out the moment he presses them a bit hardly. Swati's hands now automatically go around Jayraj's neck. Jayraj starts sucking the milk out. He considers himself so lucky to be able to suck Swati's milk. His dream woman. The woman he always imagined about.
Due to the couple motioning here and there, Swati's soft hip crack beneath her saree rests on his penis. The moment this happens Jayraj gets mad and starts giving upward thrust to Swati. Swati starts moaning, jumping due to his sudden thrusts. Jayraj keeps sucking her breasts, rubbing his hands on her hips. He kisses her neck and cleavage. Her cleavage and area of the breast gets totally wet due to his licking and sucking. He keeps thrusting her and due to the softness of her hips, and the beautiful woman she is, he couldn't control himself and reaches his climax. Swati could sense the tension in his errect penis. Though beneath her saree. He shoots loads of cum in his black trouser and his underwear. Swati checks the time and its just over 30 mins. The storm subsides. He now slowly mouths her milky breasts for 2-3 more minutes, kissing her wherever he can. Swati leaves him and stands up. Jayraj looks at her hungrily, wanting more. She quickly gathers her blouse and wears it. Due to all the coupling, her saree goes down her navel and Jayraj sees it for the first time. He keeps staring at the depth. Probably other than Anshul he is the only person to see her navel. And obviously her beautiful milky breast.
Jayraj: Agar nabhi chumne dogi to 500 Rs aur dunga.
Swati: Please Jayraj ji.. aap lock khol dijiye.. mujhe jana he..
Jayraj was anyways content with her breasts. He wanted more but he couldn't. He opened the door lock. Swati put her pallu on her head to cover her face a bit. Both Swati and Jayraj come out of the small room. Swati follows behind Jayraj. 2 teens on the nearby roof see them both coming out of the small room. They recognize Jayraj, but not Swati.
One of them shouts: Jayraj uncle, kaise ho? yaha kya kar rahe ho?
Second one: Shadi kar li kya? Aunty ke sath the kya?

Jayraj laughs: haha... tum log khelo.. bad me milta hu..
Swati and Jayraj hurriedly go to the flat. Swati closes the door without saying anything to Jayraj. Jayraj smiles and leaves with the taste of milk still on his tongue. He thinks 2000 Rs well spent.
Swati goes to the bathroom opens the shower and starts crying.

Swati was feeling so bad since she allowed a complete stranger to touch her private parts. She took bath and came out. She was looking depressed. Anshul asked her what is the matter. She just replied that she is not feeling well. She continued on her house chores.
Jayraj was feeling extremely horny. He wanted more of Swati. He couldnt take her out of his mind. He wanted to do that same stuff again and again with Swati. He still felt her soft arms full of bangles circling around his neck. Her soft skin just above her fully grown breasts where he had put his rough mouth full of moustaches. The way he held his strong hands on her petite waist. He quickly went to his house, went into the bathroom and masturbated thinking of Swati.
Swati, from then on started ignoring Jayraj totally. Whenever she used to accompany Sonia to school, she covered herself properly. Never used to look towards Jayraj. Jayraj used to greet her couple of times, but she just chose not to hear. She thought that was the first and last time she did anything of that sort. She can still manage to earn money in some other way.*
Jayraj was getting frustrated. He couldn't concentrate on his work a bit. At the age of 45 when all other men start loosing their errections, he seemed to getting it back. After his divorce he used to go to many prostitutes, but he never enjoyed as much as he did with Swati that day. He was getting restless. Her soft breasts and light brown nipples which were jumping in front of his face while he was giving her the thrusts were driving him mad. He was 45, strong well built, wealthy, with a good future prospect in politics. She was 25, very beautiful, petite, homely mother of two kids and wife of a paralysed man with almost no money. Their was no match between them. Jayraj knew she was a very easy target with her husband in this position. He wanted to eat her fleshy body.
Swati meanwhile became more busy in her household work. Morning 6 to Night 10 she was just looking after her husband and kids. She stopped taking care of herself. Her financialy condition was worsening. She desperately wanted a job. She started searching in newspapers.*
One day, she saw an ad for a job opening. It was some kind of back office job in a company which didnt need high qualifications. It was a walk-in. But it was bit far. It would take her about 1 hour to reach there. But she discussed it with Anshul and thought of atleast giving a try. The next day, she made Sonia took a off from her school. She asked the neighbour aunty who was a very nice and helpful woman to look after Sonia and her 3 month old baby. She gave her the milk in a bottle and asked her to feed her whenever she cried. She was unhappy to leave her kids but she didnt have any other choice. She left for the interview about 7 in the morning. She took a bus, then a local train, and then again a bus and then walked some distance to the office. She reached there. There were several rounds of interviews and lots of people already waiting. There were about 100 people for the post of just 2. Needless to say, Swati got rejected due to her being a mother of 2 and one small baby as this job required lots of time to be given in the office. Dejected, it was almost 8 PM when she started leaving for her home. She was feeling very heavy. She started walking to the bus stand and suddenly it started raining heavily. She didnt have any umbrealla with her and she became totally drenched in rain. She used to live in Virar, and it was very far from that place. The constant rain caused waterlogs and the buses were full. She was not able to catch a single bus. Completely wet, she was standing on the bus stop. Suddenly a black sedan came and stopped in front of the bus stop. The windows were fully black filmed and it stopped in front of her. One of the window came down and she saw Jayraj sitting in the driver's seat! He waved her to come and sit. Swati looked in another direction. Jayraj stepped out of the car and came to Swati.
Jayraj: Swati ji,, baith jaiye.. is barish me kaha bus aur train me baithengi..
Swati: ji mai chali jaungi..
Jayraj: please.. mai insist karta hu.. aapke bache ghar pe hain.. wo intezar kar rahe honge.. car se jayenge to jaldi pahuch jayenge..
Swati thought for a moment for her kids and reluctantly started walking towards the car.
Jayraj opened the car door and she sat inside. Jayraj started driving the car. He looked at Swati who was completely drenched and her wet saree was clugging her body. He could see her stomach and navel clearly. Her breasts were so inviting he thought. Her hairs and lips wet with water. He somehow controlled himself as he was starting to get an errection.
Jayraj: aap yaha kaise?
Swati: Interview ke lie.
Jayraj: Ohh... job mila?
Swati? Nahi
Jayraj: Koi bat nahi..
Swati: Ye apki car he?*
Jayraj: ji.. bahut kam chalata hu.. jab Mumbai ana hota he.. tabhi nikalta hu..
Swati: acha
Jayraj: Aap kuch chai wagera lengi? Mai rok deta hu..
Swati: ji nahi.. ghar pahuchna he..
Jayraj: Ji bilkul.. bas ye check naka cross karlenge fir rasta khali hi milega..
After about 1 hours drive, they crossed the check naka.. from check naka to Virar there is a stretch of 30 kilomteres of highway with very less traffic in night. There are small jungles here and there.
Jayraj: Swati, tumko ab paiso ki jarurat nahi? tumko jarurat hogi to mujhe bata dena. (He started calling her by 'tum')
Swati kept quiet.
Jayraj: dekhiye mai tumhari madad karna chahta hu.. islie keh raha hu..
Swati: Jayraj ji, mai Anshul se bahut pyar karti hu.. mai wo sab nahi kar paungi..
Jayraj: arre Swati mai to aise hi keh raha hu..tum to mujhe galat samjh rahi ho..
Jayraj: Acha yaha se ek short cut he.. mai wahi se le leta hu.. tum ghar jaldi pauch jaogi
Swati: ji thik he.. rasta safe to he na..
Jayraj: ha bilkul safe he..
He took a very lonely road and it was almost 10 PM. After driving for about 5 kms, the car started wobling and came to a sudden hault. Jayraj stepped down and two of his tyres got punctured.*
Jayraj: Swati, tyre puncture.
Swati: Kya? Ab kya hoga?
Jayraj: mere pas ek stepny he, but fir bhi ek aur tyre puncture hoga. Yahan se ghar bhi dur he aur koi puncture wala dikh nahi raha..Mai ek admi ko phone kar deta hu.. wo kisi ko leke aa jayega.. itni barish he.. pata nahi kya hoga..*
Swati felt scared. Although it was a genuine problem she was still scared of Jayraj.
Jayraj called up his assistant and asked him to get one puncture wala. He gave him the directions.
Jayraj: kisi ne kheel laga di he shayad. Swati tum ghar pe phone kar do.
Swati quickly called Anshul and told him about the situation. Anshul was bit worried, but was relaxed that atleast Jayraj was with her.
It was a lonely road, raining heavily and no person at sight. Jayraj entered the car.
Jayraj: Swati tum chahto to peeche ki seat pe jake thoda rest kar sakti ho.
Swati: Nahi thik he.
Jayraj: Are koi bat nahi kar lo.. samne ki seat pe pair rakhne ki jagah nahi he na.. aur ye log kab ayenge pata nahi..islie keh raha hu.

Swati agreed and went to the back seat. Jayrah too followed her and both of them sat on the back seat.
Jayraj started chatting with Swati, asking her questions about her likes, dislikes. Swati started answering, but she was in no mood of chatting. Her saree was still little wet. She had worn a pink saree with matching pink blouse. Her fair skin was looking attractive in that saree. Swati was feeling bit cold and started shivering.*
Jayraj went a bit close to Swati and rubbed her hands. She shook off her hand.
Jayraj: Swati, tumhe thand lag rahi he.. mere pas aa jao..
Swati was tired after the whole day and a bit dizzy.*
Swati: Jayraj ji.. please mere pas mat aaiye..
Swati was having her periods and in such a situation its difficult for a woman to control herself. Jayraj could sense she is on her periods. He came closer. Swati inched towards the window. Jayraj swiftly put a hand around her smooth waist and pulled her close to him. Swati objected a bit but it was looking as if she was not in her senses after all the tiring day. Jayraj put both his hands around her waist carassing her open belly on the left side. Swati too put her hands on his shoulders. In such a moment, its really hard for a man and woman to control themselves. Jayraj was a real man unlike Anshul and Swati was the perfect woman for him. He hugged her closer. Her bossom touched his hot and warming chest. He kissed her ear.
Swati: Jayraj ji,,, aaahhhhh... mai Anshul ki patni hu..
Jayraj: Swati,, tum meri ho..
Swati: mai aapki beti jaisi hu..
Jayraj kept licking her ear lobes.
Swati was getting tensed and closed her eyes the moment Jayraj slowly but steadily pulled her pink pallu to reveal her 8 inch of naked belly with the cute deep navel and big breasts in the tight blouse. Jayraj was considering himself so lucky.
Swati: Jayraj ji koi dekh lega..
Jayraj: Jaan,, darwaza lock kar dia he.. kach bhi kaale hain.. bahar barish ho rahi he.. koi nahi ayega yaha hume disturb karne..
Jayraj put his hand on one of her breast over the blouse and squeezed it lightly.
Swati put her hands full of bangles around the strong man's neck and that made Jayraj move closer to Swati's face. He could feel her red lips just inches away. He knew if he didn't kiss them now, he won't be able to ever. He put his rough lips on her soft juicy red lips. The lips melted instantly into each other and Swati again closed her eyes. Jayraj pulled Swati on her lap widening his both legs and making space for her to sit in between. Swati was still holding him with her arms around his neck. Jayraj started kissing her deeply. Their lips met wildly. Jayraj kept pressing Swati's breasts while kissing her madly. Jayraj left her breast and started rubbing his black palm on her fair smooth stomach, touching every inch of her belly. He inserted his finger inside her deep navel. Swati shuddered. They stopped kissing and Jayraj put his mouth on her neck and licked it with his tongue. He kept fingering her navel. Jayraj quickly repositined Swati on the back seat and made her lie on the seat. He somehow managed to lie on top of her and started kissing her again. He wanted to kiss that navel but was not able to due the the less space and his body built. He came down from the seat near the leg space and put his lips on her white belly. He put his tongue inside her navel and wiggled it. Swati went mad and both her hands went to his hairs clutching them. One of her legs went up and her ankle rested near the other knee. She was looking so beautiful in her petticoat and blouse. Jayraj kept licking her navel tonguing every part of that deep dark navel. After he was content, he came up and started pressing both her breasts hard over the blouse making Swati moan. He kept pressing her full breasts and started unbuttoning them quickly, within no time her blouse was off her. He removed her straps from her shoulder pushing them aside and kissing her cleavage.
Swati: aaaahhhh.. Jayraj ji... ye thik nahi he..Jayraj was getting mad with lust. He pushed her saree and petticoat to her knee and quickly put his hand inside and touched her panty. He was shocked to see it was so wet and hot. He was about to unclasp her bra when he heard a knock on the door.

Jayraj heard the knock, but he kept licking Swati's cleavage. He knew he probably won't be able to get Swati in this situation ever. Swati was feeling drugged. He ran his tongue on her cleavage line when there was another knock and this time it was loud. Swati heard it clearly. She moved at once totally shocked. She was coming back to her senses. Jayraj held her waist trying to get hold of the few remaining seconds. Swati made no mistake and immediately sat up. She pushed Jayraj with her hands. Jayraj looked at her helplessly. She quickly adjusted her bra and wore her blouse. She was thinking to herself - Swati, ye kya kar rahi thi tu? Itna bada paap? Jayraj's penis went limp. It was hanging in full view of Swati, Swati was feeling disgusting in such a cheap situation. There was another knock and Jayraj quickly put on his pants and shirts obviously frustrated with the sudden turn of events. He opened the door. Found his assistant and the mechanic outside waiting. He instructed Swati to remain inside. His assistant could make out what was happening but kept quiet. The mechanic quickly inspected and saw there were 2 punctures, so he said they would have to leave the car here and come back again with the tyres being repaired. The mechanic replaced one stepny and took one tyre with him in his car. Jayraj and Swati went into the car so that they can reach home. His assistant stayed back to look after Jayraj's car. Swati made sure no one could see her face. Swati didn't even look at Jayraj all the way home. Jayraj wanted to say something, strike a converstation but Swati ignored him completely. They reached home in 20 minutes. Swati rushed to her apartment. All Jayraj could see was her full hips swaying as she ran. He couldn't help put his hands on his crotch. The mechanic noticed that and smiled. Jayraj asked him to start and drop him home.
Swati entered the flat and the first thing she did was feed her kid. Sonia had slept long back. Thanks to the neighbour who took care of her. After taking bath, Swati went to Anshul.

amazing update hai bhai,
update ki jitni bhi taarif karoon kam hi hai bhai,

 

[Jeena579]

Brother iam a big fan of your story???
Any chance to reopen the story????
Please frnd

 

[Jeena579]

Can we expect swati and family back to india and then fun with jairaj??

Continue this story please

 

[Njan]

Bhai.. Need stories like these.. and please write in English..

 

[manojn983]

people can read adultery stories like this
1.kamlalsa by baban
2.purani haveli by baban
3. mom's affair with office colleague
4.and many more write later

 

[jeevithamsugam]

The story was awesome. If i read part by part sure i got heartache. You are an awesome writer .In this full story Ansul is a victim, I think you have to continue the story make Ansul as a hero . And he have to show his heroism to Jayraj. Since he did all these things when he become paralyzed . This is my humble request as a husband who like his wife and also like cuckolding. Awaiting your reply.