Fucking close friends wife

Hi, this is my second story, which happened last year. This is a true story that you will find interesting. I came across this site when I was in 8th grade, introduced by one of my friends. I would like to share my experience with you people. I moved to Delhi a year ago. I was living with one of my friends, who was married and had a baby boy. His name is Hemant, and his wife’s name was Bobby. Both of them were very friendly to me. I like kids, so I always used to play with his son. Sometimes, I used to come back home at noon if I got fed up with job searching in my initial days in Delhi. Hemant Jr. was the only way of getting back to my normal mood. I used to spend a lot of time with him, and he liked to be with me too.

I spent other time in front of the computer looking at emails and job searches. On that day, one of the agents called me and told me he had mailed the address and other details for an interview, so I was a bit happy and was checking emails. Meanwhile, Bobby got me a cup of coffee near the computer table. I did not notice her standing at my back. I kept reading the details. Once I finished, she gave me the coffee and stood there. I closed the email and went to my inbox. There were so many unread emails, which she noticed and asked, “You’ve got so many emails?” I told her they were junk emails and closed the window. From then on, she started teasing me, saying that I had so many interviews and didn’t want to show them to them, trying for a good job. My friend works the day shift, so he would be back only at 6 p.m. Throughout the day, we would be talking and teasing each other, and we became very close. Even Hemant did not mind if we did that.

I went back to my hometown in June 2008 and got married, applied for my wife’s visa, and came back and stayed with Hemant for some time. Then I shifted to my rented house, as my wife might come anytime if she got her visa. In the meantime, I used to call Bobby every day and talk to her for a couple of hours until Hemant came home. As I finished work at 2 p.m., I would be back home soon, and I would be bored if I didn’t call her.

In the meantime, I became used to the internet and different websites. I came across Human Digest. I was very interested in the stories in it and started to fantasize about Bobby. I was getting desperate to convince Bobby, but I was afraid she would get angry, so I could not talk to her for two days. Then, the third day, she called my landline and was angry, asking why I didn’t call her for two days. I told her I was disturbed, so I did not call her. She asked why. I told her she should not get angry and stop talking to me. When she agreed, I said I was thinking wrongly about her, which is why I didn’t call her. I didn’t want to talk to her normally when I was thinking something in my mind.

After I finished, she hung up the phone, and I also did not call her for three days. On the third day, she called me at 7 p.m. and invited me for dinner. I was shocked and afraid too. I went there at 6:30 p.m. She opened the door, and Hemant Jr. came running. Hemant was there watching the news. I played with Hemant Jr. for some time and then went to the lounge and sat there with Hemant. It was normal. Bobby was busy in the kitchen; she was in her usual pants and top. We had a chat and dinner at 8 p.m., then I left home. I did not find any difference in Bobby or Hemant. I could not sleep that day.

Next day, as soon as I finished my work, I called her from my mobile and told her I was coming home. She refused, but I cut the phone and went straight to her place. She did not open the door for some time, but I was there for about 20 minutes at the door. Then she opened the door and told me to go from there; if anyone saw, it would be a problem. But I told her I was already inside now, so it’s okay. She did not agree and tried to push me out. At that time, I held her hands, kissed her on her cheeks, and hugged her tightly. Then she was calm for some time. Then I tried to console her, saying that I didn’t want to force her. I liked her very much and wanted her as my friend forever, so it’s not a problem if she didn’t like to have sex with me. The only thing was, I was not able to come out of that mindset; it’s okay, after a few days, it would be fine. Then she was a bit relaxed and asked me why I got this in my mind.

I told her she was very close to me. I used to see her from behind when she bent; her back was the one that disturbed me. She had a sexy back, I told her. We kept on talking. In the meantime, I was holding her shoulders. Then I asked her, at least, could I see her once in a bathing suit? She did not agree to that either, but I forced her, saying I wanted to feel her as I was thinking so much. If I got that, then I wouldn’t think about it, so I wanted to see.

Then she said okay, only once, and I should never ask her about this or talk about this. I agreed to it, and she kissed me on my cheeks. Then I kissed her on her lips. She did not respond initially, but I was aggressive and started moving my hand on her breast and butt. She got aroused and started responding to me. She hugged me tightly and smooched. I started playing with my tongue, and she also cooperated. She stood up on my legs and started kissing hard. I took out her top; she did not have a bra on, and I started playing with her nipple. Then I stopped kissing and asked her to take off her pants. She did so. I removed her panties too. She was so hot that I kept staring at her for some time.

She was gorgeous: 5’2” height, 45 kg weight, with very small breasts like idlis with very hard nipples. She had a figure of 30-28-32. I removed my uniform, and she helped me in removing my underwear. I started kissing throughout her body. She was moaning, biting her lips but not making any sound, as Hemant Jr. was sleeping in the bedroom. I was on fire. I sucked her breasts, bit her nipples. She then took my dick in her hand and started stroking it over my underwear. I helped her remove my underwear and asked her to take it in her mouth. She refused, and I did not force her. I ate her breasts like a hungry man and crushed her body. I made her lie on the sofa, took her legs on my shoulder, and started licking her vagina.

She could not control her moans and started moaning louder and louder, shouting, “Eat me, nana, think, Innu, innu.” I was finger-fucking and licking her simultaneously. Finally, she arched and had an orgasm. Then I opened her legs and placed my dick at the entrance of her vagina and pushed it in. It went in halfway, and then I took it out, pushed it fully, and held it there for some time. Then I fucked her slowly, and then I increased my pace. She was moaning like anything. I could not control for a long time. I was about to cum and took it out, but she was not happy, so I started finger-fucking her and asked her to take mine in her hand and complete mine. She did so.

Then I asked her to turn back, and I got tense as soon as I saw her back and inserted from behind and fucked her for about 10 minutes. She had an orgasm, and I continued until I had mine. Then we got up and dressed, as it was 5 p.m., and I left from there without a word. After that, I could not speak to her about this or anything like this. It’s been six months. I am sure it must have happened with all of you, so convey your feelings, and ladies, please email me if anything like this happened with you.