Eye Contact To ‘Physical’ Contact With A Married Lady

Hi, I am 27 years old male and from Chikmagalur district of Karnataka. This story happened a few days back in my hometown.

I am currently working for an MNC and since the Covid breakout, I have been working from my hometown. So, this was the time when I switched my job and had a gap of 2 months between joining a new company. My routine was pretty boring and was spending most of my time on the phone, tv, movies and walking in the evenings.

I used to go for evening walks just like many of the other people in my town on the main ground. There I used to see many familiar faces and a few new faces, among which there used to be a lady who was very young but married. She would walk along with many other ladies and her daughter of 3 years would accompany her.

Even though I didn’t know her at first, as days passed, we used to have quick eye contacts and stares wherever we saw each other. But I didn’t dare to make a move. This kept on happening for more than 2 months.

One fine day, I received an Instagram request from the same lady and we kept on liking each other’s pics stories just to show our availability. I was just hoping to have a quick chat with her some day as I had many questions to ask her such as how did she know my name or was there a reason she sent me a request.

One day, I initiated a quick chat and got to know more about her. Of course, I didn’t know her name or anything. To quickly describe her, she was 2 years younger than me and her husband was a local businessman. She was married in her early 20s and was in an arranged marriage. Her figure must be 34-28-36.πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

In just one day, our chats continued for a longer time and we would pull each other’s legs.

We had a similar mindset and she was aware I was pretty casual about relationships and trustable. That day, I ended the chat by saying I was heading out for a drink with friends. Then around 10.30 at night, I saw her message again.

Lady – Hey, done with the party?

Me – Yes, just came back home. It was not a casual drink with friends. How come you are still awake?

Lady – Nothing else to do. The kid is sleeping and I am bored too, as there is none to talk with. So, I thought of texting you.

Me – Fought with your husband, isn’t it? Why don’t you talk to him?? Else married couple has much more to do too other than talking at night!!

There was no reply, I thought I crossed my limit by talking about her personal stuff. I was about to clear the air with a long message –

Lady – Sorry, got a call from my husband, he has been to Mumbai with his friends for 3 days.

Me (with a relief): Then you could join the party. I would get you a beer or breezer.😜 (sarcastically)

Lady – If you had asked me out, I would have.πŸ˜‰ (sarcastically)

Me – My bad luck, next time for sure! It’s 11 pm. Are you sure that you are not sleepy? Or am I keeping you awake?

Lady – I sleep only after 12. So, it’s okay and moreover, I am really bored.

Me – Then I won’t mind talking to you till you sleep.

Lady – Then why don’t you come home now.πŸ˜‰

Me – Oh yes, I am on my way.😍 (of course, sarcastically)

Then our chat went on for a few minutes more.

Lady – I am serious, I won’t mind you coming to my place now.

Me (with the little beer and the late-night talk effect): Don’t think I’ll back out, am daring as hell,Β I will really come to your home now, I won’t mind. (I was serious this time.)

Lady – You know my home, right?

Me – I just know the lane you come from. But not exactly.

Lady – Come there and text me.

Till now, all our communications were only through Instagram and we hadn’t exchanged our phone numbers. And I was still not sure whether this was some sort of a prank or honey trap too as the lady I saw on the ground was really conservative and shy kind.

I wanted to see my luck and move with the flow. I reached her home lane and it was pitch black everywhere. I messaged her saying that I was near her home. I parked my bike somewhere near the main road, just in case I had to run!

Lady – Keep walking straight and near the first white building, you can see a small black gate. I will not switch on any lights and I will come down there. You follow me without making noise.

Me – Yes, ma’am!

I walked as per her instructions. There she was, my lady. She was in her daily wear black shirt and pajamas. She was looking absolutely pretty in that dark night under the moonlight. I followed her blindly, she entered her flat which was on the first floor.

It was still dark even inside the house. She held my hand and took me to her room with the help of mobile phone’s dim light. By then, I was shivering. I didn’t know why I did this, or why I came to her home at 12 in the night and that too without having any kind of talk which showed we both had some chemistry.

I went and sat on her bed. She sat beside me. I couldn’t utter a single word. She understood I was really shit scared and offered me some water. There was complete silence and I guess we could hear our own heartbeats.

Lady – Don’t know what’s wrong with me, I have never done this anytime before. I don’t know why I invited you now.

Me – Hmmm.

Lady – So??

Me – Tell me. (in a shy voice)

Then we kept on talking (hushing to be exact) while our feet touched on a few instances. Then I leaned back on the bed and made myself a little comfortable. Again, while talking, our shoulders brushed and we sat a little closer now. It was then we locked our fingers with each other and saw each other.

It was mutual and there was chemistry we knew we had. The next moment, we both were kissing each other. She held my head tight and I pulled her neck closer to me while holding her loose hair. Then she came over my lap and we continued our passionate kiss.

(It was a romance for me in a long time and learned that it was for her too.)

Then I started kissing her neck and upper chest, while she started breathing heavily and was hugging me very tightly. I slid my left hand inside her t-shirt from behind and started caressing her back while my hand started exploring her melons over the top.

There was an aroma in her room and the thought of me romancing someone else’s wife was making me damn horny. I broke the kiss and one last time, I asked her consent and removed her t-shirt. She was wearing a black bra which could hardly cover her sexy melons.

She was neither fat nor a skinny type, she was just a perfect hot woman anyone could dream of having every day.

We waited no time in removing our clothes except for the inners. The moonlight which had made the room a little bright had complimented her milk-toned white skin in the black bra and panty.

I then unhooked her bra and squeezed her ass hard while sucking both the tits one after another. All this while she was on top of me in the riding position. She liked the foreplay I had initiated and I could see in her closed eyes, biting lips and moaning.

Never realized how we both removed our bottom inners in the heat of the moment.

She started kissing my neck, face and chest all over again while I didn’t let the grip loosen from her tits and ass.

Me – Do you have a condom at home?

Lady – No.

I had carried one in my wallet, she gave me a naughty smile which meant I was not as innocent as I looked. I wore the protection and asked her to come on top of me again.

It was tough at first and she was tight even though she was married. She guided my dick inside her and let out a painful moan.

Initially, she didn’t know this position even though she had seen it in porn clips. Within no time, she had learned the quickest skill and mastered it. I just loved to watch those melons jump up and down in that minimum light.

I held her neck as if I was choking her while she was riding me. This made her excited and she started making slight noises such as “ohh” “ahhhh” without conscious.Β (I am a fan of moans and can’t get enough of it.)

She looked tired of riding and I, without pulling my dick out, lifted her back and turned her upside down. She was amazed by this move.

I then started my slow thrust in the missionary position. I lifted her legs and made her rest behind my back in a crisscross manner. Gradually, I increased my pace and we loved the love-making moment.Β She was calling my name in my ears and was telling me that this was her best moment.

All these moans and talks were making me more excited and I fucked the married lady at my maximum speed. I knew she climaxed.

She, in a broken voice, pleaded with me to go slow and stop for a while. I don’t know why this made me increase the speed of the love-making and it made her scream. She started biting my shoulder and pulled my hair forcefully.Β I showed no mercy and continued my bangs.

Finally, after a few minutes of love-making/soft romancing/hard sweaty fucking, I climaxed inside her and slept for a while. The final few seconds before finishing were very special as even I started to moan and was calling her name loudly.

Then we both slept naked on the bed and we were grasping for the air to breathe. We then both got into the senses and realized we hardly know each other. We just started talking a day back. It was a complete mutual spark.

I told her I had the best time and I wouldn’t regret that we had this time. She also told me that it was her choice too and she was not guilty of making love to someone else other than her husband. She said she knew her husband was not faithful to her either. (which was none of my concern) And also I got to know her sweet little daughter was sleeping in the other room.

I told her I wouldn’t mind being with her as a friend with benefits, as long it doesn’t affect both our personal lives and agreed we wouldn’t develop any kind of attachment with each other. Her husband returned home the next day we still meet during our evening walks. But we do not discuss anything about that night.

Not sure when we ever gonna meet again!

So, this was my real story. I would like to know your feedback. Excuse my inability to write the story properly. Below is my mail id just created to hide my identity.πŸ™‚

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