“You were supposed to come in the afternoon. What happened?” I managed to say as we entered the drawing room.
“Oh! I finished the work early yesterday, but could’nt get a flight on Saturday because of huge weekend rush. So, I took the first available flight home today morning and here I am.”
He said casually. “But where is Pooja? The door to my apartment is locked and I thought she would be here. But looking at you I think you have just woken up so, where is she? ” he said sitting on the same sofa under which Pooja’s clothes lay scattered
I was at complete loss of words. His wife was sleeping peacefully in my room in all her naked glory,……her clothes were lying under the sofa on which Yash was sitting…and I was sitting on the edge of my seat directly in front of him from where I could see her lovely pink dress under the sofa with a pair of tiny pink panties over it.
“Oh! Pooja……. She……she has gone to her friend’s house” I blurted. Thinking very fast indeed trying to conjure up a story. I needed time badly as my heart beat faster than a locomotive train.
I desperately prayed to God that Pooja doesn’t get up ….and not finding me on the bed…..come out of the bedroom wearing nothing but her Birthday suit.
I almost died thinking of that scenario.
“Which friend?” he asked surprised. “I thought she doesn’t know anybody here in Mumbai”
“Actually she got a phone call from her old friend who was visiting nearby and she said she would be back before you came back” I managed…..somewhat awkwardly.”Actually she left her keys with me …in case she was late” with that I got up and started searching for the keys.
“Are you sick or something…..you look exhausted” he asked ……concerned.
“ No! I ‘m fine….its just that I slept late last night” I said speaking truth for the first time.
“Now where did I keep it…….” I said pretending to look on the tables “I think its in the bed room.” I said atlast. “Why don’t you make yourself a drink….. till I come back.”
Then suddenly getting the idea that if he got up , he would be able to see that some thing lying under the sofa and if he happens to look carefully…………
The thought was enough to scare the daylights out of me.
“No no… you relax. I will make you a drink. Then I will find the key.”I said hurriedly even as he was about to get up.
He shrugged his shoulders and sat down again reclining to make himself comfortable.
I hurriedly took out a beer can from the chiller and handed it to him.
“Here” I said this should be fine for you.
“Thanks Yaar” he said casually and opened the chilled beer.
As he sipped the cold beer…….I was breaking into cold sweat……trying desperately to find a way out ….fast
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I went into my bedroom and gently locked it behind me; (just in case Yash decides to stroll inside). I looked at the bed and saw that Pooja was still fast asleep…..sans the sheet that was covering her.
The sheet was lying partially on the floor and despite my fears I could not help but admire her lovely naked body as she lay so innocently on my bed…while her husband waited outside, looking for her.
Her soft boobs were rising and falling with each breath while her smooth long legs were elegantly sprawled on the bed such that her pussy was completely exposed to my eyes as if inviting me to have another go.
At any other time, I would have taken her there and then…..but the scenario was different at the moment and I could only look at my beauty who looked as untouched and ravishing as the day I had first seen her.
I decided not to wake her at the moment as that might cause some noise and would lead to Yash getting suspicious. Desperately I looked for her flat keys and ultimately found them lying on the side table on her side.
I picked them up and went out of the bedroom, again closing it gently behind me. I was relieved to find that Yash was still reclining peacefully on the sofa and sipping his beer.
“Found any thing?” he asked smiling
“Yep!” I said showing him the keys.
He extended his hand and I handed it over to him.
“Should be going to fresh’n up” he said draining the last drops of beer and getting up.
“Thanks for the beer and you too take some rest. You really need it” he added going towards the door. For a moment he stopped and looked towards the bedroom door and my heart skipped a beat.
I hurriedly looked there after him; half expecting Pooja to be standing on the door way…naked, but the door remained closed.
“I will” I assured him……feeling slightly relieved. “Why don’t you and Pooja have dinner with me tonight” I added hurriedly
“Ok! Buddy. I will see if Pooja has any other plans” he said smiling and giving me a wink. Then taking his suitcase, he left my flat. “By the way….when did she leave?” he asked as an afterthought.
I too hesitated for a moment as I had not given it a thought.
“Yesterday of course.” I said hurriedly “ Yesterday evening”
“Yesterday?” he asked surprised. “But who could be that friend that I do not know?”
Then shrugging his shoulders he waved to me. I waved back and closed the door. “Phew”
I sighed. I took a few deep breaths as if I had just escaped a life term in jail. There was still lot to be done as I knew if Pooja did not reach home soon, Yash might get suspicious and raise an alarm.
I entered the bedroom and was again treated to that wonderful sight of my friend’s sexy wife sleeping nude in my bed…… completely unaware of the storm that had just passed within a whisker of our lives and ……..the threat was not over yet.
As I reached the bed I decided to look at that beauty for one last time as I knew I might not get a chance to see her again……..in the nude.
She was breathing deeply as if exhausted by yesterday night’s adventure and lay there looking as lovely as a masterpiece by an artist.
I moved my hands over her soft skin………tracing her legs and thighs. I started caressing her flanks and her tummy and bringing my lips close to her sweet pink nipples….sucked them gently.
Suddenly I had a raging hard on and I wanted to get inside her ……knowing too well that her husband could come at any time.
She too had started moaning slowly in response to my caressing. She opened her eyes slightly and looking at me….smiled sweetly and put her arms around my neck. She pulled me to herself and kissed me deeply on my lips…as I lay over her.
“Why are you dressed?” she asked innocently as she tugged at the waist band of my boxers….trying to pull them down.
I did not tell her anything at the moment and quickly helped her in taking off my boxers and T-shirt. We were again consumed by the passion and heats of our bodies and this time I made violent love to her.
I entered her quickly this time as she was completely wet by now and started humping with all my might..
“Aaaaaaa….hhh!.....Aaaaaahhhhh!” she moaned loudly. I immediately clamped her lips with mine and snuffed her moans.
I was in frenzy. I wanted to have her so bad that I did not even care that her husband was in the next flat. Then she changed positions and now I lay flat on my back and she was on top of me.
I entered her again and now she started moving up and down on my pole. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy as she increased her tempo. Her boobs were rising and falling on her chest and I caught hold of both of them and brought my lips to her nipples and sucked hard at them.
“Mmmmm….aaaaaaah” she cried out as I nibbled at her nipple. She was moving fast on my cock taking whole of my monster deep inside her….even as I neared my orgasm.
“Yes princess…….faster……..faster” I whispered.
She too was near her orgasm as she fucked me harder and harder till we both exploded together in another climax that shook our bodies. I had never had such intense orgasm that was even more special considering the circumstances I had just faced.
We shuddered together as her pussy clenched my cock and drained it off all its juices. Then at last she lay on me panting and heaving. I gently caressed her back and her round smooth ass … slowly coming to the real world……..thinking hard about how to break the news that …......Her husband was back.
I got soft some what sooner than before and I kissed her as I got off her. She smiled at me looking deep in my eyes.
“Getting enough of me?” she asked naughtily….looking at my pecker and smiling.
“I can never get enough of you princess” I said “but I have to tell you one thing”
“What?” she asked concerned. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes everything is fine……..but darling…..Yash is back.” I said breaking the news as gently as I could.
“What?” she said as she got up suddenly, looking so shocked that the entire colour drained from her face. She looked as if someone had hit her straight on the face.
“How can he be back?..........what’s the time?” she said looking desperately for the clock.
I touched her arm and tried to sooth her. She looked back at me……tears just starting to well up in her eyes.
“relax princess. I said. I have managed to send him home for now….but ……..”
Then I went on to narrate whole of my adventure of the morning as her eyes grew wider with each passing minute.
At last I told her how I had managed to ward of the storm temporarily….but sooner or later……she will have to answer some awkward questions.
She looked relieved for a moment or two and understandably nodded her head. Then looking scared again she said “How will I find a friend…..in this city. I don’t know anybody here.”
“Relax dear…..think with a cool mind. “Problems often look big with worried eyes”
“I sure will find a way” I said …..but deep in my heart I was not sure how I could produce a friend for Pooja with whom she could have spent the night.
She was so relieved by my words that she hugged me tightly……her boobs crushing on my bare chest. I just put my hand in her hair and ruffled them lovingly………thinking hard to find a way out.
Then suddenly getting an idea….I said “Why don’t you say that a friend from Gujrat had come to Mumbai to meet her aunt….or anyone and she invited you for a sleepover …...knowing that u were alone.
She will leave today and Yash will never want to meet her aunt……or anyone for that matter.
She seemed to like the idea. Then I filled up some of the deficiencies in the story so that her movements were well explained. She became more elated as I narrated my story and then….kissed me deeply.
Then she hurriedly got off the bed and went into the bathroom.
I resisted my urge to follow her there……..for the time being as I got busy thinking how to deposit Pooja back in her flat.
“Think Aryan Think……”
Meanwhile she came out of the bathroom looking more fresh. She smelt of that lovely jasmine fragrance and no she was not naked now. She had tied a bathrobe tightly on her voluptuous body……and looked even more sexy.
“where are my clothes?” she asked.
“I had already brought her dress and panties to the bed room and pointed to where they lay neatly folded on the bed.”
She looked at them and said suddenly…. “ I can’t go home in that. It is too revealing and it’s a party dress. Yash will know immediately that I am lying…..” she looked very worried again.
I saw merit in her fears. The dress was indeed too revealing to have been worn while going out to a friend with elderly relatives. I needed to think fast again.
“Ok!” I said atlast….. “I’ will go out to the shopping complex nearby and buy you a decent dress.
Meanwhile you remain inside…locked…..and don’t dare make any noise even if Yash comes banging on the door.”
With that I quickly changed into my cargos and t-shirt…..put on my sandals and then peeping into the hallway…to make sure Yash was not out……I sneaked out and down the stairway I went.(I did not dare wait for the elevator).
As I reached the floor below….as the Luck would have it I saw Mr. Desai coming out of his flat and heading towards me…….
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