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Geetha and Abbas were frozen, locked in a passionate kiss. Geetha never used to lock lips with Ramu as he was old-fashioned, but she started learning it as she watched films, including adult ones, and she started gaining confidence. She tried her best to convince Ramu to kiss her, but he never accepted it. Finally, she got a man who would allow her to kiss him. Nonetheless, Geetha was clumsy as she had not had much practice. Abbas, meanwhile, was a king of lip locks as he had smooched many women in the past.
The kiss went on for quite a while, and for Geetha, the time froze. She couldn’t stop herself from doing this despite her thinking this was just a stupid fantasy. Abbas slowly pushed his hand into Geetha’s blouse and started to rub it. Geetha was in an ecstatic mood. Abbas slowly turned his head, removed his lips and started kissing her neck. It was so hot for Geetha as she always wanted her husband to do this to her, but he jumped to penetration.
“Ahhhh… Abbas”
Her Saree was slowly undone, and Abbas was about to remove his shirt when Geetha received a call from her husband, Ramu. She quickly got her senses back and pushed Abbas away.
“Oh, Abbas, what are you doing?”
Abbas was quick to gauge the situation and, without panicking, he said, “Aunty, I’m so sorry. I got carried away”
Geetha quickly adjusted her saree and said, “Please leave Abbas. Don’t ever come to my house again”
“Leave now”
“Okay, aunty. I’m sorry”
Abbas left, and Geetha shut the door. Abbas adjusted his shirt, but the neighbour, Sudha, who was adjusting something in her living room, viewed this from her window. She was shocked at what she saw and was now curious as to what had happened.
“Surely, Geetha isn’t…”
Meanwhile, Geetha’s husband called her again, and she picked up the call. All through the call, she just replied with a “Hmm” or “yes” and nothing else. Ramu thought she was tired and hence chose not to disturb her too much. He didn’t know that his beloved Sanskari wife just shared her tongue and saliva with a young stud! He, however, asked her about Abbas.
“How’s this kid, Abbas?”
“Ha??”
“The guy from the 5th floor. A very useful guy he is”
“He can help you a lot”
Geetha knew what “help” he could do, but quickly cut it off, saying, “Yes, darling…. I need to sleep. I’m really tired”
Ramu cut the call, but Geetha was now feeling very guilty of her actions. She looked at her mangalsutra, and tears fell from her eyes. She thought, “Never again”, and went to her phone to block Abbas..
As this happened, Abbas texted his fwb, Neha, to narrate the incident.
“Wow, man! You have such an incredible ability”
“Yeah, but she was bothered by it”
“Everyone feels that way when they first betray their husbands” (laughs)
“Yeah, except you, who isn’t even concerned about your future husband”
“I don’t care about him. It’s an arranged marriage, and I don’t even like the guy. He has a good income package”
“I will just use him as my money machine! I won’t let him touch me without him absolutely buying me everything I want”
“What about me?” Abbas asked
“You’ll be my real hunk husband, and he, a pathetic cuckold” (she laughs menacingly)
Abbas then hung the phone up and thought, “Neha is just something else, but I need to fix this with Geetha”
The next two days went by, and Geetha didn’t maintain eye contact with Abbas even when they saw each other. Abbas knew that he was blocked, and he had no way to contact her anymore without raising suspicion from other apartment people. So he thought, “tough nut, but needs some time to crack it”
It was now Friday. After finishing the chores, Geetha asked the maid to make some tea, and while she sat on the sofa, she got a text from Deepika that she was about to arrive that day. Geetha asked her maid to make another tea before leaving.
As Deepika arrived, they started to converse about certain things. Just as the conversation drifted to families, Deepika asked.
“BTW, how is Abbas?”
“I think he’s good!”
“Of course, he’s good. He’s got a good woman to enjoy” (winks)
“Deepu, please! I need to tell you something,” Geetha said seriously! She wanted to tell this so that Deepika would stop talking about Abbas, but, quite the contrary, Deepu had an excited look!
“So how was the kiss?”
“Deepu, please….”
“Surely, you must’ve enjoyed atleast a little”
“I.. I didn’t”
“Come on, naughty girl! I know you really did and only feared the consequences”
“I mean… I…”
“Geethu, we must ourselves first! Why should we always be seen as wives and not as women with desires?”
“Deepu.. It’s wrong”
“No, it isn’t! If our pathetic husbands can’t satisfy us, we need to search for excitement elsewhere! Screw the society!”
Geetha didn’t speak anymore as she knew Deepika would keep manipulating her. Instead, she kept a worried face.
Deepika picked it up and finally said, “Fine, let me go and talk to Abbas. Will he be home?”
“No, Deepu! He said he mostly works from home, but I don’t want you to get involved”
“Oh, it’s nothing! Let me deal with this”
She immediately took the lift and pressed the 5th floor button! Inside, she had a smile, thinking, “Let’s see if this Abbas guy is really the deal”
It’s been more than 30 minutes, and Deepika is yet to return. Geetha is now worried as she isn’t picking up the calls. She wanted to check, but is scared to go to the floor. Finally, after 40 minutes, she decided to go up there. She slowly moved into the lift and reached the 5th floor. She started sweating. She slowly moved out and went near Abbas’s house, expecting Deepika, but there was no one. The door was unlocked, so she quickly moved in. It was a typical single-guy room. Suddenly, she heard laughter from the bedroom followed by muffled noises. She moved closer to the bedroom, and what she saw shocked her!
“Ummmmmm…. gluck …gluckkk”
“Ahhhh… yes, Deepu aunty”
“Ahhh… fuck just like that… suck wellll”
Deepika was giving a hardcore blowjob to Abbas. Her head was moving in and out. Her Saree was on the other side of the bed, and her blouse was removed. She was in her petticoat, and only her mangalsutra was hanging over her neck. Abbas slowly removed it and tied it to his dick. Deepu gave a lustful smile as she continued to deepthroat Abbas.
Geetha was stunned. She knew Deepika was crazy, but she never knew she could do this. She was sucking like a pornstar while he abuses her marital symbol by tying the mangalsutra to his dick.
Just then, she rose, “Come on, tiger! Let’s put this hammer into my pussy!”
“Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow”
Geetha felt disgusted, but she was again turned on, deep inside