My Best Friend's Wife by NepaliMarriedGuySydney,NepaliMarriedGuySydney

I just held her hands and came close to her. Our lips were just next to each other. I could have easily sucked those honey-filled juicy lips. There was a certain sexual tension, and I just continued to look in her eyes. After a few moments,

Rashmi: Aditya, please let me go.

I was drunk and high and just held her hands tighter.

Rashmi: Aditya, you are hurting my hands and let me go.

She just pushed me and went away, saying, “Goodnight.” I was still filled with sexual energy, and I had to release it. I went back to my room and masturbated and dozed off.

The next morning I woke up and had a hangover. I barely remembered much, so I thought of checking with Rashmi. I went to the living room, and no one was there. I then went to see Rashmi’s room. The door was open, and nobody was there.

I thought perhaps both have gone out. I wanted to pee and decided to use the bathroom in the master bedroom. I opened the door and was shocked to see Rashmi in a black bra and panty standing in front of the mirror. As soon as Rashmi saw me, she shouted.

Rashmi: Aditya, what are you doing here?

Me: I just came looking for both you and wanted to use the bathroom.

All this while I was just mesmerized by Rashmi’s sexy white body. Rashmi covered herself with a towel, and I moved out. I was really worried about thinking what Rajan would tell when he will get to know. I remained in my room the whole till Rajan came back.

Rajan: you rascal, you stayed inside the house whole day. Rashmi told me everything.

My brain was in shock. Oh god, did she tell him everything to him? Shit, he will kill.

Rajan: So you told her about those long coding sessions we used to do, and you would drink. Really yaar those were cool days.

I looked at Rashmi, and there was no expression on her face. I was relieved, but Rashmi wasn’t talking.

Rajan: But, I have some bad news. I will have to go to my boss’s party, and I may just decide to stay over. Don’t wanna drink and drive.

Rashmi: Darling, I will come and pick you up.

Rajan: No yaar, it is gonna be very late so I dn’t want you to drive at night. You guys have dinner and promise we’ll spend together the whole day tomorrow.

Rajan left after an hour. I was in my room wondering what an awkward situation I was in. While I was thinking about what to do, Rashmi came in. She was wearing a black sleeveless blouse and blue chiffon saree. It was below her navel, and she had tied her hair like a bun.

Rashmi: Rajan, do you wanna go out for dinner, or should we just order something?

Rajan: I am okay with anything.

Rashmi: Then, I will just order something for delivery.

She just said this and walked away. I was tensed and wondered what she was thinking about me. She wasn’t speaking like she was yesterday. Well I decided to at least break the ice. I went out, and she was sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine.

Me: Rashmi, would you like to have a beer?

She looked at me and said, “Okay.” I just got her a beer and sat on the opposite sofa. I decided to talk something so that things lighten up.

Me: So, what did you order?

Rashmi: Kebabs and Pizza.

Me: Wow, I like both.

Rashmi: I know.

I just looked at her, and immediately the image of her in the black bra and panty flashed me. My mind immediately started to picture her sitting in a bra and panty and drinking the beer. She was barely speaking to me, and I had already stripped her in my mind.

Me: Hey Rashmi, wanna play ‘Truth or Dare’ till our food comes?

She looked at me and said, okay.

Me: So do you want Truth or Dare?

Rashmi: Truth.

Me: Are you angry with me?

Rashmi: Are you really going to ask me this? Yes, to answer you. Truth or Dare for you?

Me: Truth.

Rashmi: Did you purposely do it, or was it an accident?

Me: Rashmi, you are my friend’s wife. How can I ever do that? So yes, it was an accident.

Rashmi: Truth for me.

Me: What did you feel when you saw me seeing you only in your bra and panty?

I purposefully used the words bra and panty and wanted to make us comfortable with speaking such words.

Rashmi: Well, I was angry. You came in without knocking. I might have been peeing. It would have been so embarrassing.

Me: Hmm… So truth again for you?

Rashmi: Yes.

Me: So you are not mad because I saw you almost nude, with just your breasts and pussy covered?

Rashmi: I guess not.

I can’t tell you how happy I was hearing her answer. My cock was now getting energized to see the underwear she was wearing now.

Rashmi: I guess you will go for the truth. Did you masturbate seeing me?

I realized the conversation was now going in the direction I wanted.

Me: well, isn’t it normal? You are a beautiful sexy, seductive woman and seeing you almost naked… Oh yes, I jerked off many times.

Rashmi: Your turn to ask.

Me: Are you okay with talking about all this with your husband’s best friend?

Rashmi: Maybe. How about you? You okay with masturbating thinking about me?

Me: Nothing is sexier than wanting to see your friend’s wife naked if she is hot and sexy like you.

Rashmi: Then why didn’t you enter the bathroom at that time and strip me?

Me: Nothing is sexier than having you come to me for sex. I dare you to come and sit on my lap.

Rashmi continued to sit and look at me and then stood up. We continued to look at each other, and then she came and sat on my lap. Oh, as soon as her soft ass sat on my thighs, it felt so good. I just put my hands around her naked waist and pressed it.

Me: The first night when you had dressed in that sexy night dress, were you trying to seduce me?

Rashmi: Is there any point talking? You hardly did anything?

She slid her left hand across my neck and slowly rubbed my neck and said, “I was drunk, showing my body. I wasn’t even wearing a bra or a panty, and all you did was just let me go away when I had pushed you.”

Me: What would you have wanted me to do? Pulled you back and strip you naked and then bite your juicy lips?

Rashmi: Not just bite my lips but squeeze my breasts and make me moan.

My hand was squeezing her sexy soft waist more and more, and then there was the knock on the door. I thought the food guy had come. As soon as I opened the door, it was Rajan.

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