Father With His Friend’s Wife

Hello there people, I hope you liked the previous story about my father and the maid. If you haven’t read it I would suggest you read it first so that you can get a glimpse of what we are expecting here. I believe that I have given enough introduction in an earlier story.

So without wasting much time, let’s dive into the story. After such a surprising experience of my dad making out with the maid, my perspective towards him and maid changed. I still wonder to this day. Whenever my mother wouldn’t be home for a few hours, I would wait for them near the bedroom window watching them fuck.

Not so surprising, whenever my mother wouldn’t be home for more than 3 hours, (maybe shopping, watching the cinema with her friends, visiting her friend’s house), dad would call her and fuck her. I felt no much harm in it. As dad was linking up with the maid. But I was wrong.

His another link up happened when my dad’s childhood friend, got arrested for some loan default case. So his wife came running to my dad asking for a way to get bail on a non-bailable issue. Only top lawyers can convince the court for bail. So my father assured that he will what he can.

When though I saw in glimpse and pieces, I could say she had fair sized boobs. Indian like fair complexion, not fair but not whitish, perfect size and figure even after having 2 kids and an amazing ass to die for. So, she handed all the documents she had.

After a day of reviewing he called her. After a while, I came out of my room and from the above floor, I saw she was wiping tears from her eyes and left the house. Even my mother tried to stop her but she didn’t listen. Even mom asked my dad he replied smilingly that, “She cannot bear her husband being in jail.”

Then I realized dad was up to something. As in this serious matter, why would he be laughing? He said, “Why don’t you pray for them when you visit the temple tomorrow?” Then I realized his plan. Tomorrow is Thursday, my mother would go to the temple. He would call her for something and wait for tomorrow.

As mom felt, dad called me down and said “Why do you sit every day in front of the TV in your room? Go out with friends.” I said, “But…” He kept an angry face. I went to my room, brought a bat and ball and left the house. I had to do that extra drama to convince that I knew nothing.

I threw the bat and ball in the adjacent friend’s house and waited in his balcony for aunty to show up. After a short while, she showed up and dad welcomed her in. I rushed to the house and tried to open the window to listen to what they are saying in dad’s office block.

She said, “I’m your friend’s wife.”

“Well, the best I can do for you is that I will not take consultation fees. But you could arrange some money for bail.”

“But in this current point of time, I don’t have any. Please consider it as a loan, he will repay after getting out.”

“What if he defaults?”

She kept silent and started crying. Dad stood up and made her sit on the sofa in his office. He said, “Don’t cry. I don’t like when such a beautiful woman like you is crying.” She said “Really? How many times have you tried this line on getting them laid with other woman clients?”

Dad said, “First time, only on you.” She said, “Do you seriously think I will fall for this and lay myself on you?” He said, “Maybe you can try other lawyers.” She said, “That’s my problem, you’re the best in town.” Dad said, “See dear, I liked you the first time I saw you with my friend. Allow me to explore and worship your beauty, so that both of our work is done.”

Clearing tears from her eyes with his thumb both of them kissed. Like what, seriously? Suddenly both split and she stood and was about to leave. Dad stopped her and said, “Didn’t you like it?” She couldn’t say anything. Taking this as an opportunity he started kissing her neck.

She was actually enjoying it. She drew away and said, “Ok, but no one should know.” Dad assured her and she dropped her pallu. There she was standing with her blouse visible and her lower saree still undraped. Dad lifted her and took her into the bedroom and closed the door.

I rushed to the bedroom window and saw that aunty was giving blowjob. Actually, dad was making her do that by holding her hair. Later she was doing it willingly. Then dad removed his shirt and sat on bed partially naked. Then he came in her mouth and she spat some of it and drank rest.

She stood and slowly removed her blouse and the rest of the saree. Dad pulled her made her sit on his thigh. And holding her boobs over her bra starting kissing all over her body neck, ears, upper chest. Then on the mouth and said, “I always admired you and wanted to fuck you and finally got it.”

I rolled my eyes and smiled. She stood up and dad out of excitement quickly dragged her entire bottom garment down in one pull. I was awestruck by her beauty. She removed her bra and threw it on the floor. She was standing there still reluctant to make a move.

But dad pulled her onto the bed and started kissing her. He went down to her thighs and kissed the entire pussy region. Initially suppressing her feelings, she started to give little pleasure moans. When dad went full in with the pussy licking, it drove her mad.

She was enjoying it and said, “I like this feeling, my husband never does that.” Dad said, “Dear, today you will enjoy a whole lot of feelings, don’t worry.” Finally, after some fingering and licking, she spurted out her love juices. Dad came up and leaned beside her.

She was moving her legs and pressing her boobs with one hand and holding the head with another out of the pleasure she received. She settled and started smiling looking at dad, holding and rubbing his cock. Seeing that dad said, “You wanted this, didn’t you?”

She said, “Never thought that sex could be such reliving. He never does such things with me.” Dad kissed her on lips and said, “There’s a lot more.” She spread her legs for my dad to enter in missionary and so he did. She started shouting out loud “Oh My God!! It’s huge I can’t take it please leave me.”

But dad was in no state to listen. He was fucking her like a wild beast. Poor aunty couldn’t do anything but to bear it or moan louder. Just like in case of the maid, after a few strokes, her pussy got adjusted to his dimensions and fucking became desirable for both.

Just then when dad said something and she turned into doggy style. As I expected he entered her asshole, smacking that ass cheeks of her. She cried this time as it was unbearable for her. But slowly she enjoyed it. After a few more strokes, dad cum inside her ass hole and laid on the bed.

Aunty stood up and dad’s cum was flowing out of her ass cheeks. Some landed on the floor and some was passing through her thighs, calf, ankle, and floor. As she was wearing her saree back in fear that my mom would return. Dad assured that he will make bail for his friend.

This continued for two more times until his friend got bail and after that dad returned to his maid. I hoped you liked the story, if so please like it. See you soon!