Please read the previous part here (/2024/09/its-my-life-20/ ). Now let’s continue
Soon his assistant arrived and left with his bag. I was now free for the next three hours before my children arrived. I was feeling naughty and adventurous now and remembered my incomplete conversation with Jaggu.
I called him over without changing my clothes. He came within a minute as he stayed right next door. He too froze like Prakash did, when I answered the door.
I had to pull him also inside like I did to Prakash and lock the door. Jaggu said “wow Anita, you are full of surprises every time I see you”. I replied “well if you think it that way, then yes… be prepared for more such surprises in future”.
I sat him on the sofa and went to prepare tea for us. Then I served him and sat beside him on the sofa. He still continued with his flattery. I said “enough Jaggu, how many times will you say this”.
He said “I have never come across a woman who does not love being appreciated”. I said “yes I also do but I am too full of it by now. So let’s continue from where we left off yesterday… can we”?
Jaggu’s face lit up like spring time. He said “you won’t believe Anita, I slept last night only dreaming about you”. I replied “was it only dreaming or something more” followed by a wink.
He corrected his seating sticking his thighs to mine and said “well it was much more than that. But I am not sure how to tell you before you throw me out of your house”.
I already kind of knew what he was wanting to say, so cutting to the chase, I asked “do you mean the fantasies you had about me”? Jaggu looked like he had been knocked out by a sledge hammer.
I placed my hand on his thigh and shook him, I asked “what happened Jaggu? Was I wrong”? He looked at me almost gasping for breath. He said “if I said that was true, would you still let me continue sitting here”?
I calmly replied “yes, that’s ok with me. This is not the first time I have heard that line”. Jaggu put his arm around my waist from behind and very excitedly said “so if you already know what I meant, does this also mean I have a chance”?
I replied sounding totally disinterested “don’t get your hopes so high that too so quickly Jaggu, you know that I am married right”? He excitedly replied while tightening his grip around my waist.
He said “yes I know Anita darling”. I cut him off sharply saying “only Prakash has that exclusive right to call me darling. Not anyone else including you”.
Jaggu backed off by my response including relaxing his grip on my waist. He said “well you are so hot, so enticing, so desirable, so much intoxicating that I can go on and on. So what else do I call you then”?
I firmly replied “you can call me Anita only for a start”. I think he got the message, so he did not say anything. I asked “so you want to keep wasting your time or can we finish yesterday’s conversation”?
He quickly said “yes let’s discuss that”. He continued “see Anita, the effect that you are having on me, I am not able to express that in words”. I replied “well if you cannot put it in words then how am I supposed to understand it Jaggu”?
I cleverly looked below and noticed his erect cock straining against his trousers making a more than prominent tent. He said “well I don’t know any better way to say this, but I need you Anita am dying to make you happy in bed”.
Still ignoring everything he had said and pretending to be normal, I asked “and how in the world did you think about that Jaggu”? He replied “well let me tell you honestly, Prakash told me this himself”.
This was below the belt for me, I shouted “how do you even know that I am not happy in bed with Prakash”? He calmly replied “well Prakash has told me everything. He even asked me to take care of your physical needs and to also enjoy you to fill the void left behind by my late wife”.
This felt like a stinging feeling in sharp contrast to my love for Prakash, now whatever little guilt and remorse I had felt because of that sex encounter with Asif earlier, suddenly vanished in thin air. Puff….
Now if my husband is going to tell his friend to fill in for him physically behind my back, then I am definitely free to have anyone I please to fill my holes instead of him…
I turned to Jaggu and hugged him. Now he was no longer like my family friend of many years but just another man who had a hard cock which might be able to help put out my fire for now.
Jaggu’s hands wandered all over my back while he embraced me tightly and the hug kept getting tighter… Then I broke the hug and said “I am sorry Jaggu, I got carried away”.
He pulled me in a side hug raising my chin to face him. He lightly kissed my forehead and said “its ok Anita, there is nothing to feel sorry about” and quickly kissed my lips.
I was at my most vulnerable moment now and I did not move my face away to avoid his kiss. Seeing my condition, he leaned me back on the sofa and came more on me.
He kissed my upper exposed chest and neck and kept going upwards. There was some unknown magic in his kisses which was crazily arousing me and I just lay there motionless while he continued consuming me.
Since my t-shirt had rolled up exposing my midriff, he put his mouth to my belly button sucking and tonguing it crazily. Both my hands were now on the back of his head pressing him to me for more.
Jaggu was so good that my body was trembling with unexplored sexual pleasures. Then I had to stop him because my orgasm was very close. Jaggu came near my face and asked “why did you stop me Anita, I thought you were enjoying it”?
I was at the peak of my arousal swimming in oceans of lust. I held his face and smooched him passionately. He too dived in and we kissed till we were both out of breath.
Jaggu said “thank you Anita, you just made my dream come true”. I straightened up and sat up and Jaggu also sat back. I said “don’t get your hopes up unnecessarily, this was purely an accident.
Jaggu again held me in his arms, he looked deep into my eyes and said “let it happen by accident only then Anita. I can already smell your wetness filling the air now…”.
I was too ashamed to reply because he was right, I was soaking wet between my legs now. I thought when my so called bellowed husband has given him the go ahead to fuck me, then why say no when opportunity is knocking on your door…
I got up from the sofa and held Jaggu’s hand. I led him to my bedroom which till date was sacred only to my hubby and me. I wanted to be devoured by an outsider on the same bed which I had kept sacred for my supposedly husband.
I could not think of anything better to get over my rebellious feelings for my hubby now. I no longer felt the need to go back to the Guruji to get the medicine to fix him and restore our intimacy like before all this started.
For me Prakash was just another man who also had a cock, who came with a marriage certificate… if he ever got hard by accident… that is… I had no hard feelings or no remorse for the next steps I was going to take with him in my life…
I sat on the bed and Jaggu too sat with me with eyes that were beaming like he had won a lottery. I asked “so Jaggu are you also going to lend me to your friends someday like Prakash did after you are done with me”?
Jaggu’s face turned pale, he got up and walked towards the door. He stopped before exiting and sternly said “Anita I have known you since decades. The least you could have done is not treat me like a doormat”.
I heard the main door open and shut. I thought to myself, in this entire equation I was the real door mat, anyone could walk right in, use me and walk right out…
With a totally clogged mind I lay on my marital bed and fell asleep lost in my thoughts, I don’t know when and how… I was woken up by the incessant ringing of my doorbell.
I rushed and opened the door and my children entered. They looked at me strangely as to what took me so long to answer the door. I got busy with my family duties.
Today was Saturday and I remembered Jaggu’s invitation and also Prakash’s words for me to go there standing in for him. I was also feeling bad about the bridges I had burnt with Jaggu earlier in the afternoon.
So I made up my mind to salvage this situation and to do whatever it takes to make it up with Jaggu. Now I remembered his hair style suggestion.
I decided that would be a good place to start since I still had 4hrs left. So I quickly left to my parlor donning a jeans and t-shirt. Again I had many men ogling at me but it didn’t matter anymore.
To be continued….
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