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An Unexpected Erotic Surprise

One day a friend of mine by the name of Rohit came over. He is a very old and dear friend. Unfortunately recently he was going through certain problems with his wife. He was genuinely unhappy and I decided to invite him over for dinner. Rohit is about one or two inches taller than me at 6 feet 2 inches and has a muscular build. That he was having problems with his wife was indeed a surprise because during our university days he had a way with girls and was one of the more envied people.

My wife Anjali was wearing a blue sari with matching sleeveless blouse. With her subtle makeup and silver jewellery she looked stunning. As the meal progressed I noticed that she took a keen interest in Rohit’s problem. At one time it appeared that Rohit was to tell me something in confidence and alone but Anjali refused to leave. After a couple of drinks even I was in a couldn’t care less mood and so insisted that she stay. It transpired that Rohit’s wife was not at all responsive sexually. For her it was a chore that had to be performed. Not the ecstatic experience that it was for Anjali. Both Anjali and I were very sad for Rohit. After the meal Rohit wanted to go back but we insisted that he stay over.

Anjali saw to it that his room had everything that was could be required. Bed, quilt, water, AC, everything was in place. Anjali too changed into a nightie and we retired to our respective rooms.

Just as we were about to turn in, there was some electrical fault and what followed was complete darkness in the building. After a while it became clear that a phase had short circuited and there was now no electricity in any room. The only thing that was working was the AC of our room since that took its current from another phase. Anjali was apparently quite tired after having prepared all the delicacies that we had enjoyed at dinner and within no time she was asleep.

It was very hot and I felt bad that I had or rather we had asked Rohit to stay over. It would have been indecent on our part to have carried on sleeping while he sweated it out. I therefore got out of the bed and tiptoed to his room. There was nothing but sheer darkness everywhere. Then I noticed that the door of the balcony was open and he was standing there getting some respite from the fresh air.

“Rohit,” I whispered to him. “ Come inside. To our room. The AC there is working.”

“No, you carry on.” He whispered back.” Why spoil your sleep because of me?”

“Anjali is already asleep; so the question of her sleep being spoilt does not arise. And I, as you can still see am wide awake. ”I replied.

“ But there is only one bed there?” Rohit was still hesitant.

“Aw, come on now.” I insisted.” Don’t be shy. Anjali is not sleeping naked.”

I could see Rohit’s silhoutte shrugging his shoulders and following me to the room. In addition to the darkness there was just the silent humming of the AC. Both Rohit and I were in T shirts and shorts. I lay down in the middle and Rohit occupied the place that I usually occupy. Within five minutes even Rohit fell asleep. It seemed that either I had had too much to eat or perhaps there was some other problem but I couldn’t fall asleep. After tossing around for a while I decided to do what Rohit had been doing; i.e.to take some fresh air from the balcony the door of which was still open.
I got out of the bed and very slowly proceeded to the balcony leaving behind on the same bed two people: my wife clad in virtually nothing but her bangles, necklace, anklets and a very thin nightie and my best friend, muscular and well built, a ladies’ man and one who had not been getting along with his wife recently.

The fresh air was soothing and balmy. Somewhere in the distance I could hear the barking of dogs. Gradually I found myself going over the day’s events( a completely boring and useless exercise ) and I think that is when I dozed off.

When I woke up with a start I think I had already been dozing off for almost two hours. The electricity had been restored and the fans were whirring. The lights were naturally off since they had been put off before we had turned in. I thought of entering my bedroom to wake up Rohit and to tell him that he could go back to his room since the electricity had been restored. However I was quite surprised to find that both Rohit and Anjali were awake. This surprised me no end. After all with the Air conditioner on there was no reason why their sleep should have been disturbed. When I entered, it appeared to me as if they had been expecting me. Somehow their behavior seemed strange I put on the light also and I saw Rohit feeling somewhat sheepish. I told him that he could go to his room. He smiled at Anjali who smiled back at him and Rohit left the room. The rest of the night passed off uneventfully except for the fact that after Rohit’s departure Anjali was even more sexually active and we made absolutely mind blowing love. In my heart of hearts I was happy that due to Rohit’s visit my wife had become even more uninhibited. However deep inside me something rankled. Why were these two awake when I was dozing in the balcony? What had transpired between them? She had started wearing sexier and more revealing clothes. She was in remarkably good shape. With a height of 5 feet and 5 inches in bare feet she had a firm bust of 34 B. Not only that she had a flair for carrying off both Indian and Western attire and looked incredibly stunning in both of them.

There had never been any discussion regarding actual sexual intercourse with someone else. I decidedly found her behavior lost and somewhat strange for a couple of days after Rohit’s departure. The only time when she came into her element was when we were in bed. At that time I found her to be even more active than what she had hitherto been.

However one day (few weeks after Rohit’s departure) I came home very early. I had an appointment to one of my client who lives very near to my house. But he cancelled it at the last moment. So I decided to come home early because there was no point to returning back to office at that time. She was in the kitchen and I sat on the sofa after cleaning my self in the bathroom. I was waiting for her to serve me a cup of coffee. She came to me with the coffee and said to me. ”Promise me that you will not be angry if I tell you something.”

Thinking that it had something to do with domestic affairs I asked her to go ahead.

“It has something to do with the night when Rohit stayed over.” She said looking me straight in the eyes.

I was surprised and frankly a bit apprehensive.” What about it? Tell me!”

“First promise me that you won't be angry.” She repeated.

“What is all this? You are driving me nuts. Okay I won’t be angry. What’s it?” My patience was running out.

“Listen patiently. That night I was feeling very bad for Rohit. Sexual satisfaction is such an integral part of one’s life and Rohit was being denied that pleasure by his wife. Frankly I did not know that you had called him over and promptly left me lying there with him. You know that I like to sleep naked. It was because of his presence in the house that I was wearing a nightie. After an initial spell of sleep I decided to, well, make love to you.” Anjali fell silent.

“Well, go on and don’t stop.” I said.

“I think I will complete it tomorrow.” she teased me.

“If you won’t complete that you won’t live to see tomorrow.” I replied.

“My, my! How impatient you are. To complete it. I took off the nightie and directed his hand to my breasts thinking it to be your hand. I did think it to be a bit different but I couldn’t ever imagine that it was Rohit. Soon he cupped both my breasts. I don’t even know when he took off all his clothes; he was as swift as that. I felt his tongue at the sole of my feet gradually tickling my inner thighs until I found his tongue exploring my pussy. You do it in a more gentler way but his tongue was literally pushing its way inside the pussy. It was at that moment that I realized that it was not you. You tell me what could I have done?” Anjali stopped speaking.

“What happened?” I was breathless.

“Now you are being silly! What could have happened?” she asked me.

“Complete it. I want to know everything.
“His tongue found its way inside and he sucked at it like a man deprived for a very long time. To be frank even I felt nice giving him the satisfaction that he should have got from his wife. I don’t know what came over me but I bent down, found his cock which was by then hard as a rock and slowly, very slowly took him in my mouth. All men have different body odor but Rohit’s was nice. He became very still wanting to savour every moment of the time his cock was inside my mouth. After having been with you for so long, I do know what pleases a man. I am sure the suck that I gave him must have been the best that he ever received.” Anjali said.

“Is that all? Did he come inside your mouth?” I asked

“No,I would rather have a new person come inside my pussy than in my mouth.” she replied.

“For God’s sake tell me. Did he screw you?” I asked.

“Come on,now. These are not the words I expect my husband to use. Screw? Instead of ‘making love’ you used ‘screw’. This is derogatory indeed. ”Anjali chided me.

I suddenly realized my mistake. If I was getting a thrill out of this I really should not have used these words.

“Okay, I am sorry. What happened next? Tell me in detail” I asked.

“Okay, after some time I could feel that there was a lot of precum in my mouth. I therefore stopped. It was then that he made me lie down on my back. He has a knack with teasing the breasts. Taking both my hands in to his hands he teased the nipples without actually taking them inside his mouth. Once they were begging to be sucked he took them in his mouth and sucked them so hard that I virtually gasped.
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