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Foreign Affair

01.10.2013 14:29 EDT
This incident happened when I was married for about two years. Sanjeev daughter was almost a year old. Vivek parents spent as much time with her as possible. This frustrated me somewhat and felt that I was being robbed of motherhood. However his parent were insisting that we grow our family and need of grandson. For some reason the value of a boy child is of high value in Indian families. I was using a diaphragm as a form of birth controll. By now I knew that having children from closely realated parents could leave children some what defective. No one knew except my gynecologist and me, not even Vivek.
Vivek was getting ready to go on business trip to Europe and I was in kitchen busy trying to get something nice for Vivek to eat. Both my driver and house maid did not come to work.
The was a hooter, it was the taxi Vivek called.
"Wait honey have something to eat." I affectionately offered.
"No, I late and who's going to pay extra for the taxi " he gambled.
He grab two suitcases and put his laptop under his arm and rushed to waiting cab.
I followed him running behind with fresh cup of tea,
"Wait wait! at least have a cup of tea Vivi" I pleaded.
"Damt woman " he said in hush voice and drank.
"Ah too hot" he scolded as he throws the tea on the ground.
With that he climbed in the taxi and was off.
Twenty minutes later I noticed Vivek forgot his proposal on the kitchen counter.
"0h my god I need to to get this to him" I said aloud.
With no driver I took my Scooter and was off to met my dear husband at the airport.

I stopped the scooter half way and phoned Vivek.
"Honey you forgotten you proposal I met you in the airport I am bringing it with" I said in a worried tone.
"Hey woman are you stupid it's on my laptop, and were that with me" he sarcastically remarked.
I was disappointed in the way Vivek acted but the was nothing I could do.
To make matters worse clouds gathered and the skies opened and it started raining cats and dogs, as the cliche goes. Since it wasn’t the time for monsoons, I expected the rain to stop soon, so I just pulled over by the side of the road and stopped under a tree. Half an hour later and the rain still had not let up. I was completely soaked even under the tree.
I thought of calling my in-laws for a rescue from my predicament. I reached for my phone but the was no signal Great, I thought to myself. Stuck here without a working
cellphone on a highway and it was getting late. Some vehicles were passing by. I
thought of flagging one down. But there had been so many news stories recently about a group of men in their cars or SUVs kidnapping women from the roadside and raping them, that I did not feel comfortable doing so. I decided the best course of action was rideuntil I reached some place and then make a call from there.
So I got on my scooty and rode till I reach a hotel. The door man would not let me in because of my wet condition. I stood there revaluating the option . The rain had gotten even got harder.
That’s when I notice man. He was European Italian later I came to know.
“Hello…. sir I wonder if you can help my phone is not working.
Do you have a cellphone on that I can use please” I asked.
"Oh yeah, but it's in my room, come with me and you can dry up." he replied.
"I can't besides they won't let me in I responded.
"Nonsense "he said.
He said , "just play along. "
He went to the door holding my hand and began to scold the door man.
"Why don't you let my wife in you stupid ignorant idiot"
"But sir she told me she just want to use phone" explains the puzzled door man.
"Are you calling my wife a layer sir" he responded angrily."
"No no sir I am sorry it won't happen again" the man apologetic replied.
"don't apologize to me to her" he responded.
"Sorry mandam it won't happen again" the little man pleaded.

I stopped the scooter half way and phoned Vivek.
"Honey you forgotten you proposal I met you in the airport I am bringing it with" I said in a worried tone.
"Hey woman are you stupid it's on my laptop, and were that with me" he sarcastically remarked.
I was disappointed in the way Vivek acted but the was nothing I could do.
To make matters worse clouds gathered and the skies opened and it started raining cats and dogs, as the cliche goes. Since it wasn’t the time for monsoons, I expected the rain to stop soon, so I just pulled over by the side of the road and stopped under a tree. Half an hour later and the rain still had not let up. I was completely soaked even under the tree.
I thought of calling my in-laws for a rescue from my predicament. I reached for my phone but the was no signal Great, I thought to myself. Stuck here without a working
cellphone on a highway and it was getting late. Some vehicles were passing by. I
thought of flagging one down. But there had been so many news stories recently about a group of men in their cars or SUVs kidnapping women from the roadside and raping them, that I did not feel comfortable doing so. I decided the best course of action was rideuntil I reached some place and then make a call from there.
So I got on my scooty and rode till I reach a hotel. The door man would not let me in because of my wet condition. I stood there revaluating the option . The rain had gotten even got harder.
That’s when I notice man. He was European Italian later I came to know.
“Hello…. sir I wonder if you can help my phone is not working.
Do you have a cellphone on that I can use please” I asked.
"Oh yeah, but it's in my room, come with me and you can dry up." he replied.
"I can't besides they won't let me in I responded.
"Nonsense "he said.
He said , "just play along. "
He went to the door holding my hand and began to scold the door man.
"Why don't you let my wife in you stupid ignorant idiot"
"But sir she told me she just want to use phone" explains the puzzled door man.
"Are you calling my wife a layer sir" he responded angrily."
"No no sir I am sorry it won't happen again" the man apologetic replied.
"don't apologize to me to her" he responded.
"Sorry mandam it won't happen again" the little man pleaded.
Twenty minutes later I noticed Vivek forgot his proposal on the kitchen counter.
"0h my god I need to to get this to him" I said aloud.
With no driver I took my Scooter and was off to met my dear husband at the airport.
With that I was off with the stranger to his room.
I am not naive woman, I knew very well what a man's intention were but decided to play along
"I see that you have dot on your forehead, I know you married so I am I. I have no other intentions than your well being" he said.
He tost me a pajama to and towel and showed me the showroom.
I slip my purple punjabi top. and removed the pans, than I step off the pans. now I was in my black panty and matching bra. Quickly I uncooked my bra and panties and step into the shower. After a long shower I came out. dried my self and put on his pajama top. He was very tall so his top just covered me almost to my knees. The man who name was Giovanni went into the bathroom and took my Punjabi and hung it to dry than he pick up my panties and squeezed it in the shower. The fact that he held my panties in his hand sent my pussy in over drive. but I sat on the bed and began to dry my hair.
I asked him for the phone and he told me "your clothing is wet you in my room. what will your husband say if he comes and see you wait I use blow dryer to see if I can get it dry."
Made sense.
It took a long time but my clothing got dry.
He handed me the phone and said call him.
I phoned my father-in-laws imminently.
"Daddy I need lift home I am stuck in......."
"Saminda, we in Agra sorry get s taxi " he said abruptly.
"Agra..... we're is Priyanka" I asked"
"She with us don't worry' ok bye " with that he hang up the phone.
The tone of his cold hearted voice and the fact that they tool my daughter without even asking got me angry. This was how punishment I though to my self. Punishment for dropping my panties and opening my legs for other man.

I began to cry uncontrollably. The man who was standing next to me said " Hey are you ok, what he said?"
With a curled index finger he picked up my face from my chin

"They not coming for me Govani! My parents are in Mumbai, my in-laws in Agra my husband in Europe, I do not known what to do? "
"Don't worry my dear, I phone a cab and you be home soon." he said.
"ar arrr and my scooo scoo scooter" I wept.
" Your Scooter , hahaha, I bring it to you in the morning" he responsed.
Than he gave me a hug. my face was pressed on his firm chest since he was so tall. His hands were gentally caressing my back. With the sean set in motion the was no turning back. I felt his middle part press on belly was slowly raising, I knew he wanted me.
He bent down and started to passionately kiss me. His tongue moved in my mouth and we lock lips.
Than he stopped moved back pushing me genital away.
"I am sorry, I don't know what came over me! I call a cab." he utters.
As he reached for his phone I grab his hand. I looked in his eyes and and started to unbutton the pajama top. Slowly......
I reached the final button and dropped it to the floor.
Giovanni stood there emotionless, me completely naked only my gold Mangala sutra hanging on my neck.
He looked at me and said "you so beautiful, you look better if you had that marriage dot on your forehead."
I reach into my bag and took my tika and stuck it on my forehead.
Without any hesitation Giovanni his hand went straight on my pussy as he began to message my clit with his index finger
We embraced kissed and laid me on the bed.

He did not wast any time, his lips met my pussy and he began to slide his tongue up and down my pussy lips.
"oh my god suck my pussy"
my head rolled back and forth as my hands went to my boobs.

I was lost in a electric feeling some thing I though never exited. This man just got started.

He pushed my legs up and began began to probe at my anus. So far the eight cocks that I had, not one explored my asshole. oh my god it was amazing.

I could hear him fumbling with his belt and trousers. The second they dropped he climbed on the bed between my legs. He then he rubbed ...
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