My Story

I am a Professional advertising personnel, 58 years, married with 2 grown up son, settled abroad. My wife 52, is sweet looking and quite tall.

The story I am going to narrate is not only true but also a shameful incident of my life. This happened almost 6 years back in Calcutta, where I was transferred and settled. As is normal in my profession in India, I used to spend almost 12 to 13 hours in office. In a new city where we knew nobody, my wife was bored to hell.

One night she while being fucked she told me that she is bored and it would be nice if she had some friends. I asked her jokingly boy friend or a girl friend? She also replied jokingly why not a boy friend, if I don’t mind, I said, why should I mind, if she can get one.

I was really surprised when she answered “you have to find me one since it is you who have brought me here”. I promised her that I would look for one.
I never thought she will remember it next day, I thought it was something that we talked while we were on heat. About 5 days later she again, while having sex, said 'so where is my boy friend?' I said 'in 3 days time you will know.’

Next day I was on net and in chat rooms, looking for a suitable guy. 6 days searching and I found Mr. Chatterji, I liked when I chatted with him, he said he is a bank manager, 6’ tall, married and as usual unhappy. I asked my wife if I should chat with him? She said why not? She used to sit next to me when I used to chat with him in my wife’s name. Within 3 weeks flat he wanted the telephone number, my wife said ‘give the number.’ She also told him not to call before 12noon and after 4pm. Next day he called. I had asked my wife to tell me the details of all the conversation. Now you will hear from her what had transpired between them.

”For the next few days AC called everyday and spoke to me for at least an hour everyday. Finally he started asking/requesting me to meet him. I also wanted to meet him, so we met in front of a film hall. He asked me to sit on his bike, and we drove to the river front. I sat on a bike for the first time so I held him tightly. We sat opposite the river bank in a secluded place on a bench. With the sunset it was becoming dark. Suddenly I felt his palm on my back rubbing my neck. I knew what was coming, and got quite excited. Slowly the hand was travelling down under my armpit. I allowed him to go under my armpit to see how far he can go.

This man is brave. I was really really excited and was grtting wet, yet I awaited for him to make his move. He quietly pushed in and was touching my tits. I wanted those large fingers to be on my tits. They touched my tits and slowly the entire palm was squeezing them. I shifted a little to allow him a better access to my breasts. He took the signal and the pressure was now much more intense on the breasts. I was really wet below, and in my excitement held his hand. Smart guy like him will not miss an opportunity like this, he simply took my hand and placed it on his crotch. I was shocked to find the fly is open and a huge penis is jetting out. It was certainly 7 inches, where as my husband's is 21/2”. This is probably what I wanted all my life to be fucked by a big dick like this. That’s what every woman wants. I was mad, I forgot everything, I just wanted it badly. 

Suddenly he said he needs some water, and pushed off to get a mineral water bottle. I was sitting alone in the bench when another person came and sat. This man looked at me and said he is a policeman and saw everything. If I do not satisfy him we will take us to police station. I was not in my senses, this man just opened his fly, took out his 5” penis and asked me to hold it. I held it hoping AC will be back and I will be saved. This man indicated that I should suck him. I refused boldly, he than asked me to musterbate and I obliged. Soon he came on my hand. He closed his zip, once satisfied he left, minutes before my boyfriend arrived but not before giving me a deep kiss on my lips.

AC did not see anything and I never brought up the subject. My hands were full of cum and wanted to wash them.. AC wanted to go back and I had to agree. However just as we stood up AC just bend down and with one swipe pulled my saree up and put his big palm on the mound and started squeezing. I just let him do what he wanted and held his shoulders tightly . His middle finger entered where no man except my husband has ever been before. He found my g spot rubbed it lightly enough to put me on heat again. No body has done this to me ever, it was a new exciting experience for me. I started moaning “UMMMMMM FASTER FASTER YOU BASTARD” And than I came like a mountain river.

On our way back I asked him did he like me and why did not he asked me to do something to him, he said 'I will take my share with interest later'. I was very happy, I slowly put my right hand on his crotch instead of his waist. I could feel it was rising. I did not care that there were people on the street. I just wanted his penis.Fortunately he held back his cum.

When I reached home my husband immediately wanted to know how it went. I gave him detailed description and watched his penis stiffening. I ofcourse never mentioned the policeman. More on my affair with AC in the coming week".