We had been married for 12 years. It was a good marriage, just as our parents expected. He was caring & treated me with respect, worked hard and earned very well. We enjoyed spending time together & loved traveling. And before you assume, the sex was good too. Perhaps, it was a great marriage.
I was 26 when I got married, just started a new job and my parents thought they found a perfect match. He was a rising star at a bank. I had been in relationships before, but I knew this day would come. So I accepted to meet him. He was sweet, yet rugged, and we had a good conversation. On our 3rd meeting he kissed me. I remember it well, since I hadn’t expected the kiss but had loved him surprising me with it. I went home and said yes to my parents.
Our honeymoon, and first year of the wedding, was filled with him surprising me with gifts, short trips and different sexual techniques. I got pregnant and had a boy the next year. As a result of the baby, I put on weight and became plump. He still loved me, but with work pressure & now a kid, sex became more a weekly activity and less adventurous. Travel also became less frequent, and as with all marriages, we started going through the motions.
A few weeks ago, he told me his office had an offsite in Pondicherry. He asked if I would come along, since others were bringing spouses. I had normally declined such office occasions before, since I was conscious of how I looked compared to the office girls and hotter, younger wives that may come along. But I wanted to see Pondicherry, and our son was old enough now to stay with his grandparents. So I accepted, and to my surprise, he was extremely happy.
As we flew to Chennai, he whispered in my ear, “It’s been so long, just us together”. I smiled, feeling like a honeymoon couple again. He played with my hair, and then to surprise me, pinched my stomach. I was startled, and looked around to make sure no one had seen. He smiled naughtily, as if he was 10 years younger, and ran his hand inside my saree again. I licked my lips to tease him back. We laughed, but he kept his hand hidden inside my saree… touching me at will. Needless to say, I couldn’t wait to get to the hotel.
Unfortunately, Pondicherry is a few hours drive from Chennai. And here we were joined by a few of his colleagues. We took a mini bus together, which meant there was no more intimate contact. My wetness was to go dry again. He introduced me to everyone on the bus. 3 other couples and one single man who worked for my husband.
“Rohit”, my husband said, “is a bright young star. I sometimes worry he’ll take over my job.” My husband laughed at his own joke. “Rohit, this is my wife, Pallavi”
Rohit smiled, and I nodded back at him smiling. The long bus journey was a snooze. Everyone fell asleep, and I slept on my husband’s shoulder. A few times, when I woke up, I caught Rohit checking everyone out… including us. He wasn’t sleepy, I guess.
When we finally arrived at our resort, I just wanted to get to my room. I wanted the little time alone I could get, before the socializing started. Unfortunately, my husband was a senior member and he had to make sure everyone reached safely, including the people after us. And then he started organizing the team sessions. I spent some time in the room, then got together with other wives as we chatted about our lives. I was just waiting for the evening to arrive.
When they got done with their team sessions, the spouses were invited for dinner and drinks. And bankers can really drink. I saw my husband have rounds of wine, whiskey and beer. Whatever came his way. I held on to my glass of wine, being the dutiful smiling wife, till we would finally go back to the bedroom. The last time he had gotten drunk on our travels, he had lifted me up in the room and fucked me just holding me in his arms. Of course, I was much lighter back then. But I kept thinking about how wild it had been.
My hopes faded when I realized my husband had drunk too much. Young Rohit came to his rescue, offering to help him to the room. As we put my husband on the bed, I thanked him.
“Thank you, Rohit. I’m surprised he had this much alcohol”
“That’s what offsites are for Ma’am. We come here to relieve the stress of work. You should excuse him, he’s very stressed at work normally”, said Rohit, defending his boss
“I know, but you’ve managed your alcohol well. It helps to be young”, I said wistfully, remembering what young Pallavi would have been doing right now.
“You’re still young ma’am. You can come back to the party and continue with us. Sir should be fine”
“Thanks Rohit. I think I’ll just take a walk around the resort and get some of the breeze”
He nodded and took leave. I made sure my husband was comfortable, and went out for a walk around the resort. It was dimly lit, but the breeze was nice and it made me feel less sad about the missed opportunity. I started walking towards the private beach of the resort, only to find the gates closed.
“They’ll open at 4:30 AM. I hear the sunrise is amazing at the beach”, I turned around to see Rohit standing and smiling
“You scared me for a minute. How did you find me here?”, I asked, feeling a little offended on being followed
“The party died out, I was taking a walk too. Still too early to sleep for me.” He smiled
“Ah, to be young. Thanks for the sunrise tip, I might catch it.”
“I’ll definitely catch it.” He said it with a firmness, which made me want to be there in the morning as well
I smiled and started walking, and he walked alongside me.
“So, I’m assuming not married yet. Is work keeping you too busy or do you have a good social life?” I asked him
“I manage some amount of social life, but not thinking of marriage yet. Still a lot to achieve in life”
I laughed lightly. “You remind me of him, when he was young. Firm, respectful, ambitious. Yes, a lot like him. I hope you achieve your dreams”
I looked at me strangely, and said, “I hope so too”
On a particularly dark corner, I lost my footing. He was quick to react and held me. At first I was relieved, then embarrassed. But then I realized we had stopped in an awkward position, with one of his hands around my waist and the other holding one of my hands. His grip was firm, and it almost reminded me of how my husband would hold me. I stood straight and thanked him for saving me. His hand lingered on my waist. He asked if I was OK?
“Yes, I think I’ll go back to my room now. Maybe I also had too much to drink”
“Sure. Let me walk you back there”
His hand was still on my waist, as i turned around to start walking back. As awkward as it was, I felt nice getting that attention from a handsome, young man. I felt strange inside me. We reached my room.
“Thanks for helping me twice today. You’re a real gentleman”
“It was my pleasure”, he said, finally removing his hand from my waist. It was then that he realized he had been holding a married woman’s waist for a few minutes. He turned red. I smiled at him. Perhaps alcohol does affect the young as well.
“Good night, Rohit” and out of nowhere, I gave him a peck on his cheek. I still don’t know why I did that. And I felt so guilty the moment I did it. But I also felt a kind of rush.
He was stunned and mumbled good night. I went into the room and locked it. And felt like a teenage idiot. I stared at myself in the mirror. And out-of-shape woman, nearing 40. Staring at her bulging waist and ass.
I could barely sleep, and somehow got up exactly at 4:30 AM to go to the private beach. I brushed, washed my face and made sure I looked OK. I applied lipstick at 4:30 AM, even though it was still dark outside. It was 4:50 when I reached, still dark but the beach gates had been opened and he was already there.
“Didn’t sleep?”
“Hi Ma’am. No, didn’t get much sleep”
“We’re early, the sun doesn’t rise for another 40 minutes”, I remarked, checking my phone
“Yes, but its a nice cool breeze and an empty beach. We could take a walk?”
I nodded and started walking. I was wearing a loose night gown, and only now realized that while I had applied lipstick, i had forgotten to wear proper clothes. Still, I walked into the breeze, as my gown hugged my skin. The resort guard at the gate yawned and saluted us. We walked on to the beach and I walked straight towards the water.
“It’s risky to get into the water right now. Maybe we should just walk?”
“I can’t help it. I love the water running on my feet”
As i said that, a wave came that splashed my gown to my knees. I giggled, and he looked worried…
“Are you scared of the water? Why are you standing so far away?”
He hesitated, but then took off his slippers and walked into the water. He laughed as the cold water touched his feet and we stood next to each other when the next wave hit us. They were soft waves, but they made my gown wet till my knees, and he protectively kept his hand on me, so I wouldn’t fall. I don’t know when but I just walked closer to him. On the next wave, I wasn’t watching the wave anymore. We were both staring at each other still smiling.
He made the first move, leaning in to kiss my lips. I stood frozen, afraid of how badly I wanted him to kiss me. He was hungry, and I liked that. Our hands entangled, as he continued to kiss me. The next wave woke us up. We broke the kiss and stood staring at each other. At that moment I realized what I was feeling. It was that missing sense of adventure I had felt during the first year of marriage. I held his hand firmly and started to walk on the beach.
Without saying a word, we both walked. He seemed confused and ashamed. We reached a point where I knew the guard couldn’t see us in this light.
“I’m the wife of your boss”, I said matter-of-factly
“I know Ma’am, I’m so sorry.. so sorry…” he started rambling
“Which means, you’ll do what I say”
“Yes, of course. But please, I love my job. This was a mistake”
I kissed him again. This time I was the hungry one, eating his lips. My hands on his shorts, feeling him come to life. As he recovered from his shock at my actions, his hands reached for my ass. I felt young and sexy again.
I stepped back, and lifted my gown, revealing my panties. He saw them and looked at me. I nodded. He gently proceeded to remove them, smell them and then keep them in his pocket.
“You kept your trophy. Where’s mine?”
He smiled, and dropped his shorts. I knelt on the coarse sand, and with a strange hunger started sucking his manhood. I licked the tip, kissing the mushroom and stroking it, till it started to grow slowly in my hands. It became harder. My other hand played with his balls, which made him moan softly. As it became hard, my hands went on his ass, and I dug my nails into it. He jerked forward and pushed his cock into my mouth. He realized what i wanted and started fucking my mouth. I hadn’t felt a hard cock touch the back of my throat in so long. As i gagged and coughed, he picked me up and kissed my lips. My hand stroked his cock, wet with my saliva.
He forcefully turned me around and lifted my gown. I was ass naked, and now he knelt down and took my big ass cheeks in his hands. Long, wet kisses on my ass cheek and then he gave them a bite. I knew we were alone on the beach, but if i screamed or moaned too loud, the guard could hear it. So I muffled my scream with my own hands. But Rohit didn’t stop. With his mouth busy in loving my ass, his fingers started touching my very wet pussy. His touch was amazing, and it drove me wild. I turned around and started rubbing my wet pussy on his mouth. In a minute, I had my first orgasm and I let the juices run on his mouth. His face was as wet as my pussy when I finally got off him. He grinned, knowing he had pleased me.
The first ray of the sun started appearing somewhere on the horizon. And he didn’t lose anytime in taking my gown off. I remembered I wasn’t wearing a bra to sleep, so he had full access to my hard, erect nipples. He licked them softly and then bit into one of them, then the other. Spreading my gown on the sand, he made me lie down on it. Continuing his assault on my breasts, his hard cock started teasing my flowing wet pussy.
“Are you ready to do the job your boss couldn’t?”
“I’ve been dying to do this job since the moment I saw you in the saree at the airport.” he grinned and pushed into me.
It felt like I was in another world. He pumped hard, and I started feeling the pressure build in me again. As I had my second orgasm, he grinned again. And pulled his cock out of me and brought it to my face. I started sucking the mixture of my own juices and his pre-cum on his cock. As the sun started showing up and light dawned on our faces, I sucked harder to make sure we didn’t get caught. He came and filled my mouth and it flowed out on my face and chest. He dropped on his ass, tired. I quickly wore my very dirty and probably torn gown and ran back to my room. I passed by the guard who had thankfully, fallen asleep.
I threw away my gown and got into the shower. The hot shower stung my ass which was bruised by the sand and his biting. But it left me feeling happy. I may not have been a very dutiful wife, but I was a happy woman again.
At breakfast, my husband and I ran into Rohit.
“Your star Rohit suggested I watch the sunrise on the beach today. It was an amazing experience”, I told my husband, smiling at Rohit
“Yes, it was a spectacular sunrise.” Rohit said, smiling back sheepishly
“Maybe I’ll join you guys tomorrow morning” my husband said. Rohit and I suddenly laughed, thinking the same thing. My husband looked puzzled, but then ran to start the day’s workshop.
Rohit passed me a paper napkin and went to join his boss. It said – “Room 119, after he’s asleep”. When I looked up, he was grinning at me from far. He put his hands in his pocket and took out my panties, sniffed them and put them back. Smiling he walked into the workshop.
The sunset wouldn’t be too bad either, I guess.