Why Did You Break My Heart? – Part II

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As I entered the living room I found my wife sitting and watching T.V. The good thing about my wife is that she never asks too many questions and never calls me up when I am in the office. She respects my personal space. I smiled, went into the bedroom and after changing took a nice long shower and came to the dining room. My wife had my drink ready at the bar counter and not too raise any suspicion I took my usual quota and then we had dinner. That night I made a long and sensual love to her. Next day as I entered the hotel the first thing that struck me was what excuse should I give Pinky for leaving without telling her.

Well there was no way I could avoid that. Taking a deep breath and muttering a silent prayer I entered the office. I called for a black coffee and settled down to taking care of the daily works as the staffs started coming in one after another and I was kept busy. At precisely 10 the phone rang and no guessing who it was but I still had some staff in my office and didn’t want to have any awkward conservations.

But after yesterday I did not want to further antagonize her. So I picked up the phone and said hello but there was just silence from the other and I think I heard a sniff and then the phone was put down. I tried to ignore the situation as I had people in front of me. However I felt a tug in my heart. Was she crying? Why did she not speak? Shit had I hurt her so badly? I should have taken her call yesterday. I should have informed her before leaving. There was a sinking feeling in my stomach. Now how do I rectify the situation. I somehow finished my work with my staff.

The whole self confidence that I had built up the previous evening seemed to have evaporated somewhere and its place taken by panic. Had I lost her? I called up on her extension but she did not take the call. Then I remembered it was Tuesday and she could enjoy the luxury of not taking my call. I just got up from my chair and walked out and told secretary that I would be on my rounds and trying not to make it too obvious I casually strode towards her office and as

I was about to enter her office she walked past me wishing me a good morning and proceeded to the reception and started chatting with the girl out there as if I did not exist for her. Now I didn’t know why I fumed inside. She had the impunity to ignore me? But I hadn’t done any better with her yesterday. Knowing she was doing this on purpose and it would take a lot to make up to her I sheepishly walked back to the office. Now how do I correct the situation? She was ignoring me and there was little chance that she would come as she does on Tuesdays.

Suddenly an idea struck me. I called secretary and told her that I am not able to get Pinky on line so could she please send someone to find her and report to me with the banquet file. After a wait of what seemed like an eternity there was a tap on the door and then she entered the office with the file held hard to her chest as if trying to hide her pretty breasts from me. Gotcha!!!!!

Me: Sit down.

(But she just stood there with her head lowered.)

Me:{softly} Please sit down Puno, and we need to talk.

(She sits down with the file still held to her chest.)

Me: Will you sit in a relaxed manner please?

Puno: I am comfortable sir and which particular party did you want to discuss sir?

Me: Now stop taunting and talk properly.

Suddenly she looked up at me glaringly {and believe me if looks could have killed I would not have lived till date and not been writing this story now}.

Puno: Who the hell am I to taunt at you ? (She snarled.) Since you sent for me with the banquet file I presumed you wanted to discuss some party and that is why I brought up the topic.

(All the while her glare never left me and I even saw a hint of tears in her eyes. My god I was dealing with a real tough character. I had to soften her.)

Me: Puno do we always talk business?

Puno: Sir, for you everything is work. Human feelings do not matter.

Me: Who said that?

Puno: I am saying that.

Me: What makes you say that?

Puno: Had you feelings you would have at least informed me before leaving and you even switched off your mobile and do you know how worried I was? Have I ever left without calling you?

(Tears swelled up in her eyes and I was tempted to wipe them off but restrained from doing so.)

Puno: Do you know what pain and nasty thoughts went through my mind the whole night and it was only when I heard your voice in the morning that I could breathe easily.

Me: Then why were you crying in the morning?

She looked at me indignantly: That is why I say you do not have any feelings and you will never understand a woman’s emotions. You need to have a heart for that.

Me: You mean to say that I have no heart?

Puno: Had you one, you would have understood that those were tears of relief on hearing your voice after such a long time.

Me: But I’d spoken to you yesterday morning only.

She gave me a look of pain: Sir, I know I cannot be your wife even if I wanted to. So every single moment I spent with you is precious and I felt completely empty when I couldn’t see you or talk after that.

(Oh God, what had I done to have such a lovely lady so deeply in love with me. It was becoming increasingly difficult for me to not embrace her.)

Me: Would you like to go out in the evening for a drive?

(I said this on an impulse. But I did really want to make up to her and badly. Her eyes lit up but she quickly tried to suppress it.)

Puno: Are you trying to coax me? So that I would forgive you?

Me: You could say that but I have been thinking about it for a long time.

Puno: Serious? Well what if I expect something more than a drive?

(She had a naughty look on her face.)

Me: We will see about that. (I just wanted to get that smile back on her face.)

Puno: Deal.

I was relieved to see her back to normal self. So after deciding the place and time she left giving me the most beautiful smile and a wink. God, I was left wondering how will I be able to resist this seductress. Well the day passed with her coming to my office twice again. She didn’t want to let go of any opportunity did she? Well evening came and I drove to the appointed place and found her waiting there. She was wearing a light blue colour skirt which went to her knees and a pink coloured cotton top that was just and brought out her curves. Now where was my eyes roving? Dirty old man………..

I decided what ethics and principles are when such a devastating beauty is near and trying every tricks in the book to lure you into submission. So I decided then and there that I will put those values on the shelf and use it for others if they still remain with me. I will enjoy this in the way she wants me to and wait and watch how far this goes but without hurting her. I opened the car’s gate for her like a true gentleman.

As she got in the car I got the sweetest of perfume and I noticed that she had put on an extra effort with her make up and their was a special glow on her face. Well she really knew how to tear a man’s heart with simplicity. Well I shook myself out of my stupor and drove of trying to concentrate on the road to avoid disaster. She was perhaps aware of the effect she was having on me because from the corner of my eye I could she her with a coy smile. Then she did something which shook me. She leaned the back of her head to the edge of the window in such a position that she could stare at my face directly. Now this was unnerving.

So I had to say, “Puno what are you doing?”

Puno: Why what happened?

Me: Why are you looking at me like that?

Puno: Is there a problem if I look at my 1st man in my life and the only man who has swept me off my feet on my first meeting.

Me: But Puno do you realize that I must be at least 10 to 11 years older than you and also married and you could have plenty of young and eligible bachelors to choose from? And seriously speaking where will our relation lead to? Do you have any idea that we are playing with fire?

Puno: Sir, do you think that I have never needed to be loved by anyone but if this world is full of creeps and lechers how can you expect love? I don’t know how I have been able to say these words and where do I get the courage but it all comes spontaneous and I never felt so happy as I feel just being around you. I just wish time would freeze. I don’t care where this relation will lead to but one thing I assure you is that I will never become a reason of any trouble for you and if anybody will ever touch my precious body, it will only be you.

(I was stunned to hear her words and found myself searching for words but couldn’t find any. So I just drove along quietly.”

Puno: Sir, if you feel that what you are doing is wrong you can walk out of my life and I can never complain. But one thing is for sure that I can never take you out of my life.

(Saying this she started crying. Now it was too much for me and I stopped the car at an isolated dark area and I just pulled her gently into my arms and she just glided into them as if she had been waiting for this for ages.)

She laid her head on my chest and said, “Love, that I have been waiting for this moment since ages.”

Her love for me was flowing through her eyes. She cried even more loudly. Perhaps they were tears of joy. I lifted her face with my hands and suddenly bent down and licked her salty tears and she just closed her eyes and let out a deep breath as if trying to savour the moment. Never knew even tears taste so nice when you are in love. My body was betraying me wanting to savour her beauty more and more. But it had to wait. I wished hard to slap myself for flowing in the lust. I could barely manage to control my emotions.

Meanwhile, Puno snuggled up to me more cosily and in this way her tight and big breast touched my shoulder and again I felt stirring in my groins and my manhood harden painfully. I placed it between my thighs and grinned it hard.

Her breast felt so good and I had to resist hard the temptation to touch them. Suddenly I raised her chin with my fingers and she looked at me with her beautiful eyes and there was no lust just love and pride. Now she was looking at me with expectation and I was not going to disappoint her.

I reached down and placed my lips on hers. It was so intoxicating. I swooned over her majestic lips. She just closed her eyes and putting her hands around my neck pulled me closer and to my surprise was kissing me harder than I expected trying to chew my lips off. I was shocked when she took my hands and put it over her breast and I found that my hand was trembling.

Her breasts felt so good and soft almost like jelly. Even through her bra I could feel her nipples which were erect and hard as a rock. I could have had her then and there as even my tool was throbbing to come out of my trousers. But then I didn’t want it to happen like that. I pressed my cock between my thighs hiding it from her eyes. If it was to be then it had to be special way and not in a vulgar way. So composing my self I gently pulled my hands away from her breasts.

Then I very gently pulled away from her lips and she looked at me with disappointment and a big question in her big and beautiful eyes.

I gently kissed her on the tip of her nose: Puno, you are simply irresistible and I think we could go wrong and this could be dangerous for you as well.

Puno: But who is stopping you and I have already told you that I am totally yours physically and spiritually. So what makes you stop and let me tell you I never knew that kissing would be so wonderful. It is all due to you.

Me: You could be the dream girl of anybody and anyone could commit murder to get you. Here you are willing to go all out but I don’t want your 1st time to be like this. This would be lust and sex and I if it happens it should be love where one can understand in the right frame of mind and know what we want and what we are getting and not get carried away like this.

Puno looked at me with pride and admiration: Now do you understand why I said you were different from others.

Then she lovingly played her fingers over my face and then pulled my face towards and planted a kiss on my forehead.

Puno: I want to say something to you which I have never said before.

Me: What?

Puno: I love you.

Me: I know.

Puno: What about you?

Me: Do you think I am fooling around with you.

Puno: I just wanted to be sure. Why were you so uncomfortable in the banquet hall yesterday?

Me:You caught me staring.

Puno:Anyway can we kiss once more please?

Me: Nothing more than kissing right?

(Imagine a very beautiful girl asking for a kiss and yours truly evading it….How unromantic…….. But I wanted it to be the most memorable in her life.)

Puno: Promise.

Me:You are notorious for breaking them.

She laughs out loudly and in the process puts her hands on my arms and puts her head on shoulder and keeps it there with an air of authority. I liked her gesture and pull her face and give her and a long deep kiss and this time I insert my tongue in mouth and she sucked them hungrily. This kiss lasted for more than a minute and it was a delightful feeling. We or rather I parted our lips reluctantly.

It was time to go back now as I felt this was enough for today. As I drove back she rested her head on my shoulders all the way and we both were lost in our own thoughts and there was no conversation all. My chest swelled with pride that I had a beautiful and caring wife at home and a stunningly lover outside. I must have been the luckiest person on this planet.

Finally I stopped at the place I had picked her up from and we stayed like that for a few minutes and then I turned to her and kissed her softly on the tip of her nose. She just closed her eyes in pleasure.

Me: Puno I know its hard but the truth is that it is time to say goodbye. We are quite late. Isn’t it?

She mumbled a protest but then got up and straightened her clothes.

Puno: Thank you sir.

Me: For what?

Puno:For the wonderful evening and for helping me feel like a woman.
(A naughty idea came to my mind.)

Me: Hang on, Hang on, I might have made you feel like a lady but the woman part is yet to come.

She looked at me sharply and then blushed sharply and playfully hit me on my hands, said, “Good bye,” in a husky tone. She quickly got out of the car and then turned around and from the door remarked, “I can’t wait for the day my man will make me a woman”.

Saying this she turned around and made a hasty retreat. My God ! What a girl? I was too stunned to react and just sat there dazed. After regaining composure I found myself shaking my head in disbelief. I then started my car and drove home with a heady feeling and wondering would I really be able to make it out with her?

It seemed a very distinct possibility because I am not a big fan of making it out on the road and it was next to impossible in the hotel and at home I had a wife. Again her place was the last place I would visit for such ill purpose and taking her to some other hotel was below my dignity as that would appear too cheap. Again I was filled with mixed emotions…………. Surrounded by uncertainty.

One part of me wanted her badly and the other part says would I have the guts to take the virginity of such a young and gorgeous girl. And what would its implications be. Perhaps I was worrying too much because as mentioned earlier the opportunity for such an encounter was very less. So I just shrugged my shoulders and put the worries away. But I was going to be proved wrong very soon.

WHEN OPPORTUNITY COMES KNOCKING AT THE DOOR IT COMES WITH A BANG !!! Anyway lets save that for the later. In this way days went past happily and she had become even chirpier than before and the happiness in her face shone through for one and all to see. We had even gone for drives on a couple of occasions and except for necking and few kisses nothing much happened and even she showed restrain. I loved her for respecting my thoughts and we just loved each other’s company. I noticed she had become more talkative and she liked nothing more than resting her head on my shoulders and said that it gave her a great sense of peace.

We had become almost inseparable and would look for excuses to be near each other. Well as luck would have it my daughter’s hostel matron called up and said that the following week was the school’s annual day function and since my daughter was playing a major part it would be a great morale booster for if we could make it for the event.

Now my going was out of the question because I had a series of important meetings lined up for the days ahead and even our hotel’s annual bash was also due. So, it was decided that my wife would have to go alone and since she was going on a vacation after almost a year she would even pay her parents a visit for a few days. I gave her the permission arranged her flight tickets and on the appointed day dropped her at the airport and she left after giving the usual household instructions. She would be back after 10 days. NOW WHAT ??? Was this opportunity created by God or was it destiny. When Pinky heard this news she squealed with delight but composed herself and calmed because she did not want me to consider her a slut.

Now the question was should I or should I not. “TO BE OR NOT TO BE IS THE QUESTION.”

If I did then how do I tell her. The question is if I did ask her on some pretext or the other would not she consider me a despo who had been faking to be a nice person all along. On the other hand she on her part was also in a fix and if she suggested then she would appear to be a desperate slut. It was a case of psychological dilemma.

We were both in desperation as to who should make the first move and the desperation showed in the way we looked at each other. A lot of words were being said without a word being spoken. Two days past and nothing happened. Meanwhile my wife used to call me twice a day.

The annual bash day also arrived and she came to the party looking a real stunner and believe me there was pin drop silence seeing her. Every male jaws fell open as she walked in wearing a denim jeans and a pink coloured top with lacing till her navel. Wow she sure knew how to dress. Her hair was plaited in a beautiful patterns with the locks falling to her eyelashes which accentuated her beauty even more. She had minimal make up with light pink lipsticks on her lips.

I would say that she was dressed provocatively without being trash. Was this a ploy on her part to bait me. if so I would say she was doing a pretty good job at that because my obvious bulge had hardened and I felt it would tear through the fabrics. Every male eyes in the hall leered at her lustfully and every female eyes turned green with envy. If only the males knew that she only had the hots for me.

Well as usual I was standing in a corner with a virgin mary in hand and then I wondered why I had chosen this mocktail because of its fatal coincidence. I was having virgin mary and there in front of me was virgin Pinky giving me her flirtatious smiles. Was it really a coincidence or was I going with the V. M’s tonight. Well she approached me with hips swaying to and fro teasing me to the fullest. God had I been alone I would have taken her then and there.

Pinky: What happened sir? Don’t you like my looks today.

Me: You look gorgeous and every man in this hall would give his right eye to have you here right now.

Pinky: What about you sir?

Me: I am not from Mars. I also bleed. I am human too. Do I look like an alien to you.

Puno: Then who is stopping you? Don’t you guess I have dressed it up for you in mind.
(I gulped and almost choked.)

Me: Here??

Puno: Anywhere.

(Your place or mine?????????? Well now she was giving me the hint.)

Me:{trying to change the topic as many pair of eyes were on us} Do you drink?

Puno: If you permit?

Me: Have you ever had drinks before?

Puno: Sure……….

(I was disgusted and irritated. After all she wasn’t as innocent as she looked.)

Me:{angrily} Go suit yourself.

And I walked away to another corner. In any case I did not want to be seen too much with her. I was a bit disappointed that if such a young girl takes then can she be a virgin as well. I came out for a smoke and my mind was spinning with all kinds of negative thoughts. When I went in again I found her standing and talking to some girls and boys with a glass in hand and the colour of the drink told me that it had to be Pinacolada {a cocktail} I was repulsed and as she saw me I thought she had winked.

Now that set me boiling. She was having booze and even had the audacity of mocking me. Was she out of her mind. I just couldn’t take this nonsense and was furious inwardly but unable to do anything I just stomped out of the hall. I took out a cigarette and took a deep puff after lighting it. My thoughts were jumbled. Where I had started developing ideas of us together she had screwed up my brains with her attitude. Now I thought I needed a drink myself and as she seemed to be having a good time all by herself so why should I bother.

But then why was she leading me in the beginning. In any case I didn’t want to have to do anything with a drunk girl. You can consider me an MCP but that’s the way I am. So I decided to hit my favourite watering hole and drink to my heart’s glory. After all I had no wife waiting home and this bitch had screwed up all the fancy ideas that I had developed for her and me for this night. So I thought I’ll just enter the hall and inform Ranjeet that I was leaving and quickly leave.

As I entered the hall I was surprised that the music had stopped and there were lots of murmuring voices. As I was trying to understand the situation I saw a large group huddled in a corner and I rushed to the spot and what do I see? The group had gathered around a figure that was huddled on the arms stretched and face sideways on the table. I was shocked to see it was Pinky.

On inquiring I learnt that she had perhaps a little too much on alcohol and perhaps was unable to digest it. Holy shit !!! Now what ? I immediately asked for a glass of lemon water. As it arrived I asked the girls to straighten her up and give her the water. They did as instructed and after a while she opened her eyes but rested her elbows on the table and held head between her hand. She still seemed to be groggy. Well I was angry as well as worried for her. After a while she went to the restroom but her walk was unsteady. I motioned secretary to help her on the way. So she held her by the hand and took her to the ladies room.

They came out after a while and this time Pinky seemed to walk more steadily. However her eyes still seemed to be in a daze. She came and plonked down on a chair and held held her head down in one hand. I was furious would be an understatement. However I had to control my emotions. After a while she said she would like to go home and this she said to me.

Now I knew I had to give her a piece of my mind and this was my chance. I said, “I was going home anyways and I could drop you home on the way. Any problem!!!!!!!”

Nobody had any issues with that and anyways they all wanted to get on with it. So we left the hall and I asked my secretary to escort her to the porch while I brought my car from the parking lot. As I walked to the parking I was seething with fury and I was surprised as to how I had controlled myself from slapping her although I am not the type to be physical. However she had screwed up my evening if not my whole image of hers. As I tried to open the car door I found my hands were trembling.

Taking a deep breath I tried to compose myself and drove to the porch and there was Pinky and Sander standing and waiting for me. I got out and opened the passenger door for her and she got in. Sander asked, “If I would be required to be with you for company?”

I politely asked, “No it is ok with me now. Go ahead and enjoy the party and I could manage this and thank you for your help.”

So I drove out of the hotel and was finding words to say to her but was so angry that I did not know where to start from. But it was true I just knew the area she stayed but did not know the exact location. Imagine the scene was right out of the sequence shown in the Hindi movie “Suhaag” starring Shahi Kapoor and Praveen Babi.

Me: Now are you in a state to tell me the exact location where you stay.

Puno: Of course in your heart.

Me: Now cut the crap out and tell me exactly where we need to head now.

Me: To your house.

(Did I hear her right?)

Me: What after all that you did, you expect me to take you to my house?

Puno:{indignantly} After what sir?

Me:You expect me to have feel for you the same way after all that you did today evening ?

There was an awkward silence for a long while and then she asked me to pull over at one side and I without asking any questions just swerved to the left and applied brakes.

Me: Now what?

Puno: So you also thought that I am a drunkard slut and was high on booze right? You could not see that I was just putting on an act without even thinking how I’ll face those folks in the office tomorrow morning. Sir, I have never ever gone near any sort of intoxication after the agony my dad made the whole family go through and how could you even believe that a girl who loves you could even dare to such a thing?

(Now I was stunned.)

Me: Then why did you put on such an act in front of everybody?

Puno:{with a hurt look in her face} But sir I thought that you would see through all this. I only wanted a chance to be with you alone. If I had not done this, would you have offered to drop me home and would we have had the chance to go to your house.(And then suddenly realizing her bluntness she stopped.) Shit had I messed up things ?

She had taken so much pains to create this situation and all along I was busy creating malicious images of her. What could she be thinking of me now? I could see tears in her eyes. I had really hurt her feelings and now I had to rectify it. I wanted so badly to take her in my arms but after all I had done would she react properly? Anyway I had to take my chance.

Me: Puno can you forgive me for the first and last time in my life ? I promise never to suspect you ever in my life.

(She instantly put a hand over my hands and shut my mouth.)

Puno: Love I can never can be angry with you. It is just that I was hurt that you misunderstood me but maybe I acted pretty well that you also got fooled by it.

(I nodded my head in agreement and as I took her in my arms she just slid into them as if her life depended on it. I kissed her gently and this time she too was gentle in response. I licked of her tears and she too closed her eye s in approval.)

Me: Now where to, darling?

(She looked up at me quizzically.)
Puno: Do you mean to say that you want to waste all the hard work that I have put in all evening? I am not backing out unless you want to.

(She surely knew that she had to have it today and it certainly was now or never. And who was I to back out?)

Me: Are you sure?

Puno: Love, I was never so sure in my life and I want you to make it one of the most memorable moment of my life.

She playfully pinched my cheek. So I did not say another word and just started the car and turned it back in the direction of my house. I was wondering as to for whom it would be memorable. Whether me or her? However, I had to take it slowly and not rush into anything. But there were two things that had to be done urgently. First I had to switch off my mobile as it was time for my wife to call me and I did not want Puno to be upset on this account. Secondly I stopped by a chemist’s shop and just excused myself and rushed and bought a packet of condoms. No taking chances of pregnancy either.

Both the jobs taken care of I drove towards my home and with the excitement of a teenager. She just rested her head on my shoulders her hands wrapped around my arms as if she was afraid she would lose me if she let me go. Life couldn’t have been better and I found myself whistling “Eric Clapton’s” song Wonderful Tonight. It was the perfect setting for that. Nobody spoke anything and perhaps in anticipation of what was to come. I looked at her and she had a look of extreme serene and my did she look beautiful. Again I was forced to think what good had I done to deservd this nymph.

Well we reached my home and I parked the car in the driveway and told her to wait. I got out of the car went to her side opened the car and gestured for her to come out. She blushed at this gesture of mine took my outstretched hands a little shyly. I locked the car and led her to my door and after opening the door guided her in. As I lit the lights of the living room she looked around in admiration.

She couldn’t help exclaim, “Wow ! Just the kind of house I assumed you would be having. It is beautiful and so tastefully done. You have quite a taste. My elder sister has decorated it tastefully. I should congratulate you for this.”

I thanked her but the truth was this was all the work of my wife but I didn’t want to bring up her topic and spoil the mood. How well she made my wife her elder sister too. .(Elder sister………….meaning my wife………How wishful thinking?) I told her to make herself comfortable.

Me: Puno I usually have a couple of drinks but will skip it if you are not ok with that.

Puno: I can see you have quite a well stacked bar and Love I have always wanted my man to behave like one. I am sure you wouldn’t behave like an animal like my dad does after drinks. Please don’t change your habits for me. In any case as you have your drinks I would like to take a shower and could you give me something comfortable to change into?

(I couldn’t help notice the determination in her voice. She was not going to waste this night. So I went to the cupboard and fetched her one of wife’s silken nighties and as I handed it to her I again I saw a look of admiration in her eyes.)

As Puno took the nighty from my hand she said, “Wow even your wife’s taste isn’t bad either and so tonight I am going to take her place right?”

I was shocked to say and she walked towards the bathroom swaying her hips deliberately trying to tease me. Well it was just a matter of time before they would be all for my taking. She entered the bathroom and soon I heard the sound of the shower running and she was humming some song. Letting out a sigh I went to the bar and poured me a large peg of Vat 69 and sat down to enjoy it.

It had never tasted so good. I had to pinch myself to believe this was really happening. Well after my second drinks I heard the bathroom door open and as I turned to see my jaws almost dropped. Wow she looked stunning in the nighty and she had a towel wrapped around her head with tiny droplets of water resting on her shoulder. She looked so fresh and gorgeous that I could have just grabbed her right away but no I had to make this right. She walked towards me with a seductive smile and as she came near me her smell just mesmerised me. She seemed to be enjoying the effect she was having on me .

She came near me and by putting a hand on my shoulder she asked, “How do I look tonight baby ?”

I found myself gasping for breath and I could only mutter, “You are the most beautiful girl I have ever set my eyes upon. Drop dead gorgeous is only I can say.”

Puno replied, “Really? Then why are you standing? Then why don’t you show me your bedroom and prove what you have said is true.”

It was now or never so I got up and taking her hands led her to the bedroom as if in a trance. Once inside I laid her on the back and gave a nice long kiss, then I started kissing her all over face and nose and slightly bit her ears and she had closed her eyes in pleasure and let out a moan with every touch. She took my hands and put it on her breasts. Ooh they felt so beautiful perfectly firm and rounded. I put my hands on her breasts and found her nipples rock hard. Now my wife is a gym freak and even after six years of marriage she had firm breasts but nothing could be compared to this.

My steel cock was trying to burst forth from my boxers but it would have to wait. It had become so hard and long that it would perhaps have even put Qutub Minar to shame. There was plenty of things left to be done and I was going to make the moment memorable and beautiful for her. I opened the laces of the nighty and staring at me were her beautiful breasts clasped in a pink bra. My heart skipped a beat as my hands explored them from outside. She let out a deep sigh……… Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh……..Aaaahhhhhhhhh.

My palm was too small to encircle her round breast. I had almost forgotten how a young breast felt like. Her breathing became harder as she closed her eyes and arched her back tossing her head from side to side in slow motions. Her cheek bones shone in light. I asked her if she would like the lights off.

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