Adventure with Hubby’s Friend–Part1


Adventure with Hubby’s Friend–Part1Randip had been known to my husband for years before our marriage, infact when I came as a newly wed bride, he had welcomed us and hadhelped me set up home in the building where we all lived. He was inthe habit of dropping in some evenings and staying over for dinner ashe was divorced and lived as a bachelor. This closeness through thedays between us had been on a very innocent level and Randip hasalways been a gentleman. Once in a while I would catch him staring atmy breasts or legs, but I always felt that was normal behavior for aman. And I had also cum to know that he had some affairs with fewmarried ladies. I was friendly with girl who told me that her bestfriend had a hot affair with Randip and she used to swear by Randipthat he was the best man ever she had ever slept with.In this recent days however something had changed a bit. Ourrelationship had subtly changed. Maybe I was giving out some king ofsignal as my sex life wasn’t quite what I would like. My husband and Ihad good sex, but over the months it had gotten a bit stale and Inever enjoyed sex with him. He was also not been caring at times whenit came to my needs, occasionally leaving me high and dry after hisorgasm. How ever my husband Sameer had a strange habit of making meexpose in front other and show off my beauty and good figure. He usedto get a thrill out of it and had bought me so many cloths whichexposed my body. He bought me sexy saree’s with deep back and low neckblouses which did not cover much of my boobs. In fact I really had abeautiful pairs of tits. (34 d). I remember on our honey moon in goahe made me sleep in just a bra and a panty when the waiter came todeliver us tea. And on one occasion I was topless on a beach with ayoung boy passed by. This also continued in Delhi when moved to thisplace. After showing off my body to other in parties and other placeshe used to get exited and that night he used to have a wild sex whichI also liked.Now coming back to Randip, over the last few weeks, Randip and I hadbeen flirting a bit – there were some innocent hugs and pecks on thecheeks but nothing more. We had seen each other a lot at the lakesideboat house in bathing suits and a couple of buca escort times accidentallypartially nude. Once he caught me changing and I was in my bra &panties and once I caught him in his briefs, with his back turned.Along with this we had seen each other many times in pj’s so we werequite comfortable with each other.One night we met for drinks. That day Sameer told me to wear somethingvery sexy. I understood that he wanted me to show off my body toothers so I selected a very sexy dress which he had purchased for me.It was with a very deep back and it had to be worn without a bra.There were cups in front to hold the boobs. I was really looking verysexy in that. It was supposed to be a bunch of friend’s but insteadbecause of schedules it ended up just us three. It was a Delhi clubfull of young crowd. We sat and stood at the bar and talked and atsome point the conversation turned to sex. Whether it was my comfortlevels with him or the drinks I had consumed, the conversation becamevery open and honest. We talked about a bunch of very personal thingsthat surprised my husband. Things like whether we liked oral sex,whether I swallowed, even whether I had vaginal orgasms. We talkedabout sexy lingerie, and then the killer when I said my “husband and Idon’t have nearly enough sex!” this was said luckily when he went tothe bathroom otherwise he would have felt very bad.The night continued and we even danced a bit. Our conversation hadtaken its toll on us as Randip and I were much more touchier thennormal. Whether it was just standing a little too close in the crowdedbar knowing my butt was up against him or dancing it seemed we werealways touching lightly. During one dance he had practically placedhis hand on my butt and latter shifted on my nude back. He used tohold me tight when ever Sameer was not watching or was out of theroom. He used to pull me close to him and at times I could feel hiscrouch with a little bulge on my stomach and my boobs used to getpressed against his chest. The night ended and we parted as friendsdue with a warm hug.Both of us however from that point on seemed to join a tighter bondwith each other and there was a sexual tension that had never beenthere buca escort bayan before. Whether it was the innocent touches or the frank sexualdiscussion I didn’t know.A few weeks later we accidentally met at the mall, one of gurgaon’slargest malls. I had gone to pick up some clothes after work and hewas also shopping. I was enjoying the quiet cup of coffee at thecoffee outlet when I saw Randip. He sat down got coffee and wechatted. After some innocent chatter I mentioned I needed to shop, heoffered to walk with me since he also had to shop. As we walked wechatted a bit but nothing sexual.Then we entered a the Nike store as I needed to get some sneakers. AsI sat down, I didn’t realize it at the time but Randip was sittingdirectly across from me. As I tried on a couple of pairs I realized hewas gazing at my legs as they parted. Now I was feeling a little hornyand I decided to lead him on a bit. His view wasn’t probably all thatgood as the skirt I was wearing wasn’t that short but I made sure mylegs spread apart each time I tried on a pair and flashed him a fewtimes before settling on a pair.We left the store and walked around looking for another store. As wewalked I thought about teasing him a little more it felt prettycomfortable teasing him in a place like this where there were lot ofpeople waking around and no one knew us.The next store was Westside, I was looking for some track suits towear to the gym and he was looking for jeans. We picked out a fewsizes each and headed towards the changing rooms. The salesgirl gaveus two rooms next to each other and as I went in, I told Randip that Iwanted his opinion on what I was buying.I started by removing my skirt and putting on a pair of the tracks, Ithen came out of room and knocked on his door. He opened it a bit andto my surprise he was standing in just his briefs. He was yet to puton his jeans. Although it caught me a little off guard, I did notreact as I had seen him a couple of times before in his underwear. Ofcourse, I could not help staring at his crotch – it looked like a milderection was in progress and it looked big.I asked if the track suit fit nicely and he said they were nice butmaybe I should get a escort buca smaller size which would do justice to my figure.As he was talking, he pulled on his jeans with his ass towards me andfacing the mirror. He turned and I told him they looked good but hetoo should try on the smaller size. I then jokingly said that maybe weshould both try the other clothes together to save the effort of goingbetween rooms to show our stuff to each other. That was enough forhim, he just picked up his stuff and we both squeezed into my cubicle.I could see the salesgirl smirk!I was feeling very naughty by now and proceeded to slip off the trackpant. I also removed my shirt and stood there checking out myself inthe mirror. He looked at me of course but also acted quite matter offact about it. I told him that his briefs looked great and then hecommented that I look very sexy in the black bra and panties. I thenpulled on the smaller pants and turned around to see in the mirror.These were white as well as being too tight in the crotch and realizedwith a shock that my panties were wet and it showed through the pants.He said these were better, now its my turn to put on the show. Hepulled down his jeans but as he had not removed the top button, itended up in his briefs coming down too and the start of his cock couldbe seen. He made no attempt to pull up his briefs and insteadnonchalantly pulled on the jeans.Finally after a couple of more trials, we both got dressed, paid forour items and left the store. By now I was feeling very horny, notthat I was going to do anything about it but it had turned out to be avery nice shopping experience.Then as we walked and commented about the conversation we had in thebar, one thing we had chatted about was a thong. He had said how sexythey were and I had mentioned that I didn’t have any since my husbanddidn’t seem to like them. So then he dragged me into Victoria secretsand started to look through the panties. I am not shy but was a littleembarrassed as he went through picking out different ones, finally Iagreed to two of them. He paid for them and handed me the bag, with anaughty smile he said that for buying them some day I should let himsee how they looked, he even mentioned that he should get to see thembefore my husband did. I laughed and said not here, he of courseanswered maybe some day when I had the chance. My quick response ofnot here had pretty much implied that I would somewhere else. Thishadn’t really been my intention but it was too late.

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