Friend’s Wife Smita – Part I

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I was having a nice Assistant Bank Manager Job in Ahmedabad. My family settled with my two kids already doing their graduation in colleges at Ahmedabad, and wife busy with her Government job. It happened like a great fortune to me. I was transferred to Bangalore, for my Job as a Bank Manager. It was a sudden transfer for settling some big financial scam carried out by the Manager and two accountants. The Board decided to send some one from a farther territory to dig out the truth and send the culprits to jail.

The Board also promoted me to Senior Manager’s post to have more powers with me. I had a name and fame for such work. After I reached there I started digging the things and the management told me that even if you are required to stay there for a year, you should stay and unearth the scam in whole and arrange to put the culprits behind bars. I started working. I was allotted a big apartment with 2 to 3 bed rooms and many amenities.

After 3 days of my reaching, I received a call from my childhood friend Ramesh, who is in Vadodara telling me that his wife has some project at Banglore and he don’t know anybody in Bangalore, what he should do. He asked me whether I can help her. I said that I am given big apartment by the bank, and if she and you don’t have any problem, she can also use the same. He said that would be fantastic. He said sure she will stay there. He told that he will ask his wife to call me soon.

After an hour I got call from his wife Smita. She was also happy to hear it. She said, she was very much in panic to be alone at some unknown place. She told she was worried about how to manage for Hotel or some paying guest home etc. But now she was relieved. She said that she is coming by tomorrow evening flight. I said that I will be free before her flight, and I shall make sure to come to pick her up with Bank Car.

The other day I reached airport and when Smita arrived at the lounge I welcomed her with a short hug. She was very happy; her face was shining with glitters. My hug was little formal. Her hug was more than a formal, revealing her enthusiasm of having me over there to receive her.

We reached our apartment. I showed her room. Her belongings settled in her room. I took care of every detail of her comforts and needs. In fact I gave her my room, which was having more facilities. I have shifted my belongings in the morning itself. She being a lady, I decided to have her more facilities at bath room, wardrobe, etc. Mine was little at lower level facilities as compared to her room.

From the other day the routine started. She used to go early morning and come before me. I use to go little late, and come just around her time. Some time I use to be little late. We both to gather arranged our kitchen and many amenities, which I was unable to make, because I was alone, and I have been there since just last 4 days only. For few days, we use to cook one time of the day and other time use to bring dinner from outside on our way home. For few days I made it sure to leave her to her work place and bring her back on way home.

Everyday we both use to come out of our rooms about the same time in the morning. I use to finish my yoga and other exercise in my room only, before coming out. Some time I make tea for her, some time she makes tea for me. At tea I used to discuss about her project work and try to find out if she faces any difficulty or need my help in any manner. We use to discuss and decide what additional things we have to buy. And also discuss what more facilities we need to create.

In couple of days, I managed to procure a micro oven of her choice. In fact that was her suggestion. The fridge and other things were provided by the Bank, but I managed to purchase new one as per her choice. We use to go to gather for all such shopping and I was making sure, that what ever we do, she has her say.

Many times she reminded me that she is here for only 2 to 3 months and all these things not needed. But I use to say that, till the time you are here, you should not feel short of anything. You must have all the facilities, which you enjoy at your home. After a week, everything settled very nice. She was feeling very happy. I used to give her at least one or two calls during her recess time to make sure she is fine. During such calls I used to find out what time she is leaving. Our timing was different, even than most of the time I managed to take her home on my way back.

She is having a nice group of architects with her, most of them girls, and very few men. They were having parties every now and than. Once they decided to have a party at Smita’s house. All were from different parts of the country. They all were of the opinion that, they want to eat nice Gujarati Food and Smita was the only Gujarati woman in their group. This time they decided to keep it with all family members otherwise they used to keep limited to themselves only. In her group she had never clarified that she is staying here alone with some one other than her family. Everybody thought that she is from Bangalore only. She asked for a day to decide it.

That day in the evening, she looked little uneasy. At dinner, I asked her, whether anything bothering her. She said, no, no, nothing like that. It’s just work load and this and that. I told her why you are hiding some thing from me. Am I not your friend? Can you not share it with your friend? Is the matter so serious that you can’t share with me? If you can’t share it with me. Why don’t you talk to Ramesh and share it with him. Your mind will become free of it.

She said, Ramesh? He doesn’t have time for me. Nor does he ever show any interest in my work, or even my house hold work. She told me many short comings of Ramesh. She also mentioned how she felt neglected in her own house at Vadodara. She also compared that how she is feeling over here. She told me that, though this is your house, you are considering my opinion in everything. You insist for my opinion when I am reluctant to say something.

You are very much helpful in all the house hold things. You call me every day during my working hours and ask me about my well being. He never did like that. Between your busy schedule you try to drop me at office or take me back home. You care for me as if you are caring for your own wife. He has neglected me for my whole life. He never find time for me. He never considered my job as important as his job.

She admired that how you do all the laundry work without any inhibitions. She specially mentioned that how I take even her inner wears from her bathroom, and take it along with all other cloths to load them in washing machine without a word about it. Ramesh had never done smallest favor to me in any house hold work. She said Prakash you are really so nice to me. And you are a real man. Ramesh can not understand my problems.

I said, if it’s like that, tell me, what is so much bothering you today? I took my palm on her palm and pressed it as if assuring her. She reversed her palm and held mine tight as if feeling secured. After feeling such security she told me that her team wants to have a party and they want to have Gujarati Food. Oh… so you are worried this much about this small thing?

I said, forget about it. You fix the date with them and you just decide other major details about the party and I will manage the food for all of them. Ok? Now forget it and have a small smile on your face. She looked at me with bewildered eyes. Hey, you alone will manage the whole menu without my help? I told her if you have time, your help is most welcome. But don’t worry, if you are busy with some other things.

It was fixed on Saturday evening. I asked Smita to be free on Friday evening. We discussed every detail on Thursday night. She planned the whole event and I planned the kitchen and every other things. I planned the cooking in phased manner. Many things I purchased from out side. I was just required to prepare, very few things. Smita commented on my guts that how I turned many ready made Punjabi food items to Gujarati dishes.

We made lists of purchases and other things. We went for shopping on Friday. We returned early and arranged everything. By Saturday noon everything was ready. We both were ready before the first arrival. Her team mates started coming and by 5 pm all were present.

It was a nice arranged party, with dance, jokes, playing games, and than last the dinner. And each and every fun giving moment were clicked by her team mates. It was a group of some 14 adults plus 6 children two were alone and six were with their spouses.

Everybody enjoyed. Everybody danced so well after dinner. I also took part, I danced with Smita. She danced with me to content of her heart. Whiled dancing we were very close. During some love song, she even put her head on my shoulder. My one arm was around her waist, and she was moving her waist very nice.

I also dance according to tunes of music and the steps of Smita. She looked up and smiled, I said, Smita you look more beautiful and happy today. Leaving all inhibitions she cuddled in me with her face hidden in me. All were so happy and dancing that nobody was bothering to look at us.

My male hormones soon reacted and I had a full fledged loving embrace with Smita. My cock was hard and pressed on her triangle. I was sure she can feel it, she didn’t move. She looked up and lovingly said, Prakash I like you. I smiled and said, I too. She kissed my cheek. I raised her a little and kissed her lips.

All these was done and said in few seconds. What ever said and done between us that time was very little. But what her heart said to me, and how I responded was very big, that contained a lot. By 12.30 all went off. Just I and Smita were left. She was all smiling and her face glittering with pleasure. I lay my self on sofa in living room. After giving fare well to last two couples with their kids, the house looked deserted. Smita came and sat next to me. I looked at her and said Smita I am damn tired. I can’t even walk. She said, Prakash why don’t you take a bath? I said yes, let me do it.

She said, let me first arrange your room, kids have spoiled all our rooms. She stood up and went to my room. She came back in a minute with her face down and said. Prakash, your room is not worth living today. Even the bathroom is made dirty by kids. There is color every where on the tiles of bath room and is very slippery. And the bed is also not in shape. She said thank god, Prakash, its good that we have not allowed anybody to my room. It is in tact. Prakash, you go in my room and get fresh.

I come freshened after half an hour. Smita also freshened in common bathroom. When I came out from bathroom, she was laying in the bed. I wiped my hair and combed. And started to go in my room, Smita said, where are you going? I said in my room. She laughed. She said, kids have made your bed wet. Prakash you also sleep here tonight. I was so tired that I can’t argue any thing. And distance between us also was now narrowed during dancing. I went near bed and laid my self.

She looked at me, and said, Prakash you have done so much for me today. I am really very thankful to you. I said we discuss it tomorrow. She lay next to me keeping some distance. We were face to face. I said it’s because we are just friends. As good as me and Ramesh are. I said, you also need to take rest, you also sleep, saying so, I caressed her cheek. She brought her hand on my cheek and caressed and said, Prakash you are very nice man, I like you.

I recalled the things she said me about Ramesh a day before. I forgot my sleep and my fatigue. I said, Smita, why do you take my work this much seriously? She had tears in her eyes. She was sobbing. I go closer to her. I started to give solace to her. And wipe tears from her cheeks. I have never touched her like that. I felt her skin so soft. Her cheeks were also soft. I thought I am caressing a lump of butter. I liked to caress her cheeks. I took my palm over to her forehead. I caressed her head.

Again I brought my palm back on her cheek, from cheek I took my palm to her shoulder and she was still crying a little, she was not actually crying, but tears were not stopping coming out of her eyes. I caressed her back. And she again burst and I have to take her in embrace to cool off her.

I quite well understood her feelings. She was comparing Ramesh with me. She was very much impressed by my attitude towards her. As I started caressing her, she came closer to me; I kissed her forehead and said Smita calm down please. I raised her face and looked in her eyes. I wiped tears from her cheeks.

She held my palm on her cheek, and looked at me, she kissed my palm and she said how lovingly you are caring about my
tears. She tightened her embrace. I kissed her cheek looking at her. She also responded with a kiss to my cheek. I brought my lips on her lips. Just caressed her lips with my lips and looked in her eyes.

She kissed my chin. I again lower my lips a little and took her upper lip between my lips; she willingly freed her upper lip to fit between my lips. I sucked her upper lip. She reacted to my kiss by taking my lower lip between her lips. She sucked my lip lovingly; I melted by her style of licking my lip. I wanted the same treatment to both my lips.

I willingly put both my lips between her lips. She sucked my both lips in caring and loving manner. I try to push my tongue in her mouth; she widened her mouth and sucked my tongue inside invitingly. She sucked my tongue like a lollipop. I try to suck her saliva. Our saliva mixed and both enjoy taste of each other’s saliva.

I leave her embrace and started caressing her beautiful face and try to come over her; she adjusted herself flat on the bed, to accommodate me on her body. I put my arms on sides of her shoulder resting my body weight on my arms, adjusted my legs between her legs so that I put minimum weight on her. Just her torso was pressed under my torso.

We both were relaxed, I looked at her and smiled and said, Smita, you never need to cry till you are with me. I can’t see you crying, please, promise me. She caressed my face, caressed my hair, caressed on my head and her eyes were doing replying me.

Her reply reached to me by her caresses. She said, Prakash I love you. Prakash you are my man from today, I am not in any way betraying Ramesh. But you have given me much more in my life in the last few days, than Ramesh could give me during my whole married life.

She was caressing my manly chest. She opened two buttons of my shirt while talking like this; she now caressed my hairy chest. I raised my self a little more, she opened all the buttons of my shirt, and I removed my shirt by taking my weight on each of my arm alternatively. I again looked at her, caressing me. She was caressing so lovingly, I have never experienced such caress in my life.

I started unhook her nightie, while doing so I started kissing her front neck, kissed lower and lower while opening her nightie. When I reached between her boobs I started licking there, now she unhooked the remaining and spread the nightie.

I can see her beautiful belly, belly button and naval. Her waist so sexy and beautiful, that my cock twitched in my trousers, I was not wearing knickers inside as usual. She pushed my trouser which was on just elastics. As she pushed I helped to pull it down towards my legs, to do so I settled between her legs.

I looked at her beautiful pantie and her soft marvelous thighs and her nice legs. I held her pantie she raised her ass a little, and I pulled down it. While I was removing her pantie she raised herself to sit and removed nightie from her shoulders and raised herself little more to pull it from below her and throw it on side.

We both were stark naked, we both sitting before each other and were looking at each other’s body. I was mesmerized by her beautiful features. Her fair skin was glowing, her curves were sculptural. They were like created by the world’s best sculptor.

I wanted to sit like this and enjoy seeing this beautiful sculpture, but my male hormones were boiling to kiss and lick those curves. Once I filled my eyes by her beauty I started kissing the nature’s real beauty on the earth. I took her face between my palms and caressed her, looked deep into her eyes, she kept looking in my eyes, but soon slyly she lowered her eyes. I kissed her closed eyes.

She brought her arms towards me and put her palms on my shoulder. Soon, I kissed her soft beautiful shoulders. I took her arm in my palms and caressed with one palm while holding in another. She looked lovingly at my gesture, I looked at her and smiled, she responded with a smile, I said, Smita, every part of your body is artistic.

I kissed her palm, reversed it and kissed back of her palm, kissed her fingers, took fingers in my mouth one after another caring not to let my saliva apply on her fingers, kissed her fingers again. Kissed her wrist, went up, kissed her upper arm, raised her arm, I looked in her armpit, she was clean shaven, I went near her and sniffed her armpit, she smelt beautiful, I sniffed deeper and kissed her armpit.

She caressed my hair and my head with another hand. She moaned while saying my name, she pronounced my name little longer than needed, which showed inner effects of my love making. She breathed out hot after speaking my name. She said why didn’t you meet me before?

I kissed her neck, while kissing her neck I held her both boobs in my palm from below, as if I want to feel their girth. She looked there; I try to feel their shape now. They were so perfect, I could feel that they are both so identical, not a millimeter’s difference between two. I went near them to greet them with small kisses around and over them. I first kissed her left boob from left side, just bruised the kiss.

She shudders a little and became little erect from her spine. She let her palms rest on my hairy thighs, both palms on each thigh. I kissed on each sides of her left boob. I kissed between her boobs, than started kissing her right side boob same like I did with the left one. She breathed heavy once and tries to get composer.

She brought her palm on my neck and started caressing my neck and my back. She was caressing so lovingly, I forgot what I was doing for a while. My palms start caressing her curves at her waist, and feel the softness of her skin, I started kissing her nipples, I started kissing her belly and belly button, and she wanted me to make her more love over there, so soon she started to lay flat on her back.

Slowly she laid her self on her back. I kept kissing her belly. Again I was between her legs and she widened her legs. I lower my self little more for easy access and started kissing her belly button. She was so soft, so pliable and over all very receptive yet sensitive to my kissing.

Her palm was now resting on my head and her finger tips caressing my scalp. I loved it. I went lower and started kissing her thighs, I looked at her pussy, and her pussy was so beautiful. Her pussy lips tightly closed, I can see a wet patch going towards her ass, and it was a continuous flow of her womanly juices.

I started kissing around her triangle. I kissed her slit, and soon started taking her whole pussy in mouth and sucked it. She held my hair and pulled me saying, Prakash this is too much for today, please come here. I raised my self and went to her face.

Again I was before her face, my front weight on my arms around her shoulders, my torso pressed on her torso. My cock was hard, I held my cock in my palm and started caressing my cock head on her pussy with one hand. I was looking at her face lovingly.

She was all smiling heartily, she said, Prakash you are excellent lover. Prakash I don’t know since when my love juice is flowing, it’s flowing continuously. All these never happened to me. Prakash, you are making me feel like a sex goddess. Prakash, I don’t know I am worth this much love.

I said, Smita, you don’t know what you are. You have never let your beauty flow; you are not wearing clothes which make your beauty blossom. To me it seems that either you want to keep your beauty hidden or you don’t know your own treasure.

I have not seen such beauty even in pictures, in monuments or even imagined. That is why I am mesmerized with your beauty. And so I am trying to enjoy your curves, your soft supple flowing skin. I want to enjoy every bit of your beauty and so I am doing everything without any haste. Take your own time Prakash, I like everything you do, she added.

Her pussy lips parted due to my caressing cock head on her slit. My cock head now touched her clitoris, Smita shudder; she held my both upper arms with her palms, and stand still for a while. She had her first short climax. I pushed my cock a little and take away my hand from there, and start caressing her face and then shoulder I let my palm glide on her boob, while I pushed my cock further in to her. I pulled little and pushed again. My cock is thicker than normal, so I was sure to give her some pain.

I again lowered myself, and started licking the centre of both boobs, I started licking her left boob first, I licked the slopes of her curvy left boob my saliva was dropping on her boob, I keep continuous licking now I start licking her right boob I licked the whole of it just the same way as I did to left one.

Now I gather both the boobs with my palms holding them from sides, I started caressing them with my cheeks I said, Smita, you are so soft, she didn’t respond, she just moaned, I pushed my cock and pulled it back, pulled and pushed, my face still caressing her boobs.

Suddenly I pulled out my full cock and with a forceful jerk pushed my whole cock in her, she shouts a loud oh, and stopped, she lay unmoved. I pulled back and pushed in; I increased my speed force and strength of fucking my sweet lover.

I pulled and pushed, pulled and pushed and pulled and pushed, she was now in ecstasy and moaning uh and aha. I keep building tempo for her and she was now holding the bed sheet and moving her head from side to side.

I now started playing with her boobs again, this time I took one of her boob in my mouth and suck it, then leave it and make it wet by licking my tongue all over it including nipple, soon she started moaning and sending her butt upper side to meet my each thrust, we were doing it in unison.

We continued doing this for a long ten to fifteen minutes, during which I switched over from one boob to another boob. In between I stopped to make love to her beautiful face, and say loving words like, Smita you are so soft and sweet. I keep admiring her continuously while fucking, about her beauty, her skin, her curves and her heart too.

The pressure built in her was enormous, I was also under pressure in my balls, they were boiling to release their load, but Smita wanted to last this longer, but now this was too much for her, and she suddenly released herself from pressure and soon she started convulsing, she started becoming stiffer and stiffer, she held me tight, and locked her legs around me, I was also on the verge of Cumming, I gave few last strokes.

I sent my first lot of hot semen in her, soon she climaxed, and she shouts loud my name and became limp. Her vaginal muscles were contracting on my cock, which milked my cock to core. My cock was sending spurt after spurt of hot semen in her. I laid myself on her soft body, caring not to give more weight on her. She had embraced me tight with her arms around me. I was enjoying her softness, and my palms slowly started caressing her, this time I was caressing to feel her softness.

After a while she came to her senses. She started caressing my back. I soon rose to look at her face to see her expressions. She was smiling, she said, Prakash this was awesome. Prakash you gave me the experience, which I have never experienced. I caressed her face lovingly and kissed her face, kissed her cheeks, kissed her lips a little and said Smita darling, don’t worry, you will have better experiences than this day after day.

She caressed my face and said I sure wish to enjoy it; I want whatever my beloved Prakash give me. Prakash I love you so much. I said Smita, I love you too. I slipped to her side, and we were face to face kissing and caressing each other. We slept in tight embrace of each other till 8 am in the morning. It was Sunday. Great days were expected ahead.

Readers please wait for those beautiful days of the life of Prakash and Smita together in the next part “Friend’s wife Smita Part II”. Don’t forget to give your comments and suggestions at: [email protected].