Boss, I Nailed Your Wife – Part 1

“I will be waiting for you, naked” this was the message I received in WhatsApp from her. My excitement grew as I started my bike. I rode through the traffic of Hyderabad imagining only one thing, her beautiful face with nothing on her chubby body waiting to welcome me!

I am Maddy, a lonely engineer working in a startup. My sexual drive is very high and my eyes always fall upon women with a lovely booty. This is the re-enactment of a few days in my life where I shared the bed with an Indian MILF woman in her 40s. (Yes, I have a penchant for mature women too).

As far as my opinion is concerned, every woman is beautiful in her own aspect. Nothing can stop a guy like me in spending some lovely romantic time with any woman.

As I said earlier, my work is quite hectic and with a pushy manager around, life is pretty hard. Yet, I managed and the product got launched successfully and everyone was happy. Life got smooth after the launch for a while and my boss grew friendly with me and we had booze together too.

One eventful evening made my boss invite me to his home for lunch. As every husband does, he made jokes about his wife’s cooking too.

I was confused and I thought why would he invite if he thought his wife doesn’t cook well. However, I wanted a break away from my own cooking and wanted to eat proper home-cooked food and so I accepted his invitation.

I went happily to his home the next day. My boss stays in a duplex on the outskirts of the city. A good looking locality with people who has no interest in their neighbors. I rang the bell and the maid opened the door and she asked me to come in. I thanked her and she showed me the sofa and said that my manager would come in a few minutes.

That’s when the magic happened. I saw a queen walk towards me or my mind me think so. She wore a pink saree with a visible space around her neck and left her hair loose.

She had these long earrings shining in black with a lemony yellow skin. And yes, she had a big ass with fat around her belly. And believe me, I lost myself when she adjusted her hair behind her ears as she walked.

I introduced myself and shook hands with her. Her soft hands made me forget my words. I faltered and she laughed. She asked me if I had water and told me that my boss would come down in a few minutes and asked me to get comfortable. She excused herself and went into the kitchen.

I sat down on the sofa trying to get enough look at her as she left. The air smelled nice and sweet.

My boss came down after a while and I handed him a small gift. He laughed and I insisted he took it. He asked me if I had met his wife. I nodded half-heartedly and he called her. My boss’s wife came walking again like a queen swaying her hair and flaunting her elegance. We sat down and got engaged in a banter.

My boss kept on talking about the work which I was never interested in with such a bombshell around.

I kept looking at her whenever I got the chance. I was surprised at the choice of her saree for the occasion. It was thin and her blouse was tight. They both made I got a good view of her saggy boobs. Her boobs were huge and I can see the skin going pink around her chest area.

She was curious about mostly how people fared around her husband. I said my girlfriend complained that I stayed more with my boss than her. She laughed and asked why couldn’t I bring her with me. I told her we broke up because of her husband and she laughed and she hit my boss playfully.

She asked him why would he be so harsh and I said he was never the reason and that we have many reasons for the breakup. She listened with utmost concentration and my eyes stayed with her.

Then we had lunch and I sat opposite to her as I didn’t want to waste a single second in enjoying her even mentally.

She said she cooked herself and I never wasted an opportunity in complimenting her choices. My boss was never doubtful but my intentions were being kind of laid out before her. It’s been a while since I tasted a pussy and now, I don’t want to do with anyone but her.

The lunch was heavy and we sat in the hall and my boss excused himself for the after lunch tablets. There we sat lonely in the hall while my boss was busy upstairs.

I noticed a lot of magazines on the coffee table and asked if she reads them. She said she loves reading and it was her favorite hobby. I ruffled through the pile and some of them fell down. I said sorry and tried to pick them up. She brushed off and bent down to pick them up.

I don’t know what made her do that but heart stopped pounding for a moment. Her pallu slid away suddenly and I got to notice her cleavage.

My breathing got heavier with the sight of my boss’s wife’s cleavage. Her huge boobs made sure they made a gap between her blouse and skin even with the bra. She has a deep cleavage. Her lemony yellow skin made her chest even hotter. She adjusted her pallu but that didn’t stop me from noticing all this.

When she looked at me, I was still looking at her. I never stopped showing my intentions in my desire to eat kiss her lovely body.

We sat there silently as she adjusted her saree and I smiled nervously at her and my cock never stopped surprising me. It started to rise and I tried controlling my urge. But the sight of her cleavage couldn’t escape my mind.

The silence was haunting and I wanted to diffuse the pressure and I asked where I could find the restroom and she pointed her finger towards it. I rose suddenly without noticing that I had a bulge in my pants. I tried to turn my body away and I looked at her. She wasn’t looking at me and thought I escaped.

I wanted to shag off in that restroom imagining her juicy lips sucking my cock and her boobs swaying while she does it. That dream made me even hornier. I couldn’t control more and I started pumping my cock.

I fantasized my boss’s wife’s soft hands on my cock pulling the skin up and down while she uttered my name and asking me if I liked this. I imagined her lips kissing mine while she gave me a hard handjob. My balls grew tighter and I let out a deep groan and to my surprise, it came out loud. I emptied a huge load and washed my cock.

I returned as if everything was normal and there she was sitting like a kingdom to be conquered. I noticed that her pallu was thinner than before and her navel being exposed.

She was reading a magazine and I kept looking at her button hole. Even with the fat, it looked sexy. My boss’s words broke my gaze and she too put down her magazine. I thanked them for lunch.

My boss was happy and insisted I stayed for a while. I said I had to catch up with my friends and he agreed. I walked towards her and stretched my hand.

That’s when I noticed she was talking less and smiling more and I was happy that my intentions never made a bad impression. I noticed she was being shy and I shook hands with her. That’s when I realized my mistake.

I didn’t wash my hands properly and it felt sticky. She has my cum on her hand. I then shook hands with my boss, this time not sticky though.

I started my bike and as I turned to bid farewell, there she stood smiling adjusting her hair with cum filled hand. That sight aroused me like never and a shiver ran down through my body.

To be continued.

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