Hello friends , this is Sunita here once again , continuing my post ” Seductress “. This is part 5and for those who are new to me , I’m a 36 yr old Indian housewife ( now settled abroad ) , average looking , just like the usual women you all find around you everyday . I have attractive looks and an equally attractive body , which I’m very proud of and also i take a lot of care of it
Saree suits my figure best , as I’m a mother of two kids and that’s why I’ve gained a bit of extra weight at my breasts , tummy and hips . I wear other clothes too , but saree with a deep neck or short sleeved blouse is something that can make anyone stare at me . I wont say i don’t look like I’m 36 but yes , i have the heart of a 20 year old girl . Those of you who haven’t read the first four parts should first read them to be able to understand me better .
I came back home with my hubby , and with me i was carrying an unwanted seed planted in me by Ketan and my lust . 10 or 12 days had gone over my date and with each day i began to get more and more tense . I didn’t know whom to talk to about this , i could not visit my gynecology doctor or any other local doctor because my husband and me are , i should say ‘ very well known ‘people .
Everybody knows me , as my hubby is a very top level person . I was away from home for over a month , and so there was no way i could tell him that i was pregnant . I had a car and i drive too , but going to some other town was also impossible , i had to answer everything to my hubby . There was no one i could trust and share my problem with . Days were passing fast , the weight of my sin began to grow more and more.
Slowly 1 month had passed and i had began to see signs of pregnancy in myself . Then one person came to my mind Let me introduce him to you all first , he was Bunty , ( I’m using his pet name instead of his real name ) , 2 years younger than me , married man , has a beautiful wife and two kids . A usual family man , running a medical store in a town around 20 kms from our place .
There were 2 reasons why i thought about him , one his profession and second was his nature . He was into medical related business and he was very good nature . We usually met only at family gatherings but he had told me a couple of times to contact him if i had any medicine related problem . So one morning i called up bunty , after thinking over and over and he seemed just the right person , not too close and not too far . We started casually and enquired about each other’s families and then i told him that i needed his help .
I didnt name myself , instead i told him that a friend of mine had that problem and if he could advice any medicine for her , and that i was about to visit his town as i had to visit a particular temple . He told me he had some medicine and asked me to collect it when i went there . So , next day after my hubby and daughter left , i along with my son drove to his shop . On the way i even went to the temple and prayed .
As we met after a long time , he called me inside his shop and ordered coffee . Bunty was a man with a very good personality and looks and particularly very well mannered and close with his ladies customers . I noticed this while waiting for coffee . While drinking coffee , i started the topic and asked him for the medicine , to which he asked me if my friend ( for whom i was taking the medicine ) was married . I said yes .
He said , Bhabhiji , first its important to confirm pregnancy , so its better if your friend checks it . He gave me a pregnancy checking kit and told me to ask her to use it at home and let him know . After that he would give her medicine . We talked for some time and then i left . Although i was sure about it yet next morning i tested my urine and got a positive result . That day i again called up bunty and told him about it .
He told me fine , he had spoke to a doctor about it and that i could take the medicines from him
whenever i visited . So the next day i went back to his shop , he welcomed me and said ‘ Alone bhabhiji ? I thought you would bring your friend along ‘. I told him se was very shy so she didnt want to come. We sat there again , had coffee and he called up the doctor and heasked me some questions which i answered .
Normal questions like age ,weight , kids and why she didn’t want to keep it . I replied normally and the doctor said he would send the medicines to bunty’s shop in 15 or 20 mins . Bunty was hearing all this and after i disconnected he told
me ” Bhabhiji , by your answers i felt as if the medicine is for yourself , not your friend ” .
His comment shocked me , still i acted normal and told him that it was really for a friend .
In a short while the medicines came and bunty packed it and when i asked how much i had to pay , he refused to take money . Some how he got fully confident that it was for me only . I left for my home , scared , because if bunty ever brought up this topic with my hubby , he would kill me . That evening bunty called me and we talked for some time . I told him to never talk about that matter to anyone and he consoled me and promised me that he wouldn’t .
Infact bunty and i began a new relation from that day , we became more like friends instead of devar and bhabhi . Days went by , i had my periods , there was weakness and a lot of bleeding and all that but finally i was relieved .A chapter named ketan was out of my life . My husband was busy in his own world , bunty sent me some tonics and all that , in short he began to care for me and we began to keep in regular contact over phone .
We got closer , started sharing a bit of private stuff too but he never questioned me anything about my pregnancy , he also knew i was in our village all these days as my sasurji was his uncle and he too had come there around 2 – 3 times during those days . Two months passed this way and my son stopped breast feeding and i felt a sag in my breasts , so once i casually asked him about a product i had seen at his shop window , if it really worked .
He replied positive and told me that if it was used regularly in the right way it worked . Till that day i had not even in my dream thought of any wrong relation with bunty , but the topic of my breasts brought up a fully new discussion among us . Bunty praised my good shaped breasts and cleavage and that he missed all this in his wife . Bunty’s wife was very beautiful , fair and very slim ,somewhat like the models but as per her body shape she had very small breasts ,
I guess 28 sized whereas i was using a 34 regularly and had changed to 36 after my sons birth . Bunty admitted that he had an eye on my breasts from the very beginning . I wasn’t surprised . I had noticed him stare at my breasts a few times earlier but never took note of bunty seriously . He was just one among the many men who cared to give my breasts a second look . Day by day he began getting bolder , and we began talking more openly. In some corner of my heart i too was enjoying him as i had got a caring and loving friend.
As he became more frank with me he admitted being a breast lover . I asked him if he had any affairs or anything like that. He said that he looked at each and every lady breasts and big and good shaped ones were the best he liked , however he never got lucky enough to get hold of any of them because he was scared as it could ruin his reputation . However he loved watching them and would imagine them while having sex with his wife .God knows why that statement of his gave me a feel of jealousy.
After some days i was to go to his shop to take that breast cream we had talked about . However the seductress inside me had different plans all together . I rang bunty up in the morning and enquirer if i could come to his shop and collect the cream , he said it was fine with him . However if i wanted he could personally come and give it to me at home to which i said no . So around 11 I started for his town . That day i wore a light pink short kurta and pink leggings .
It was just one of my usual dresses but i chose it special that day because this one had a particular tight fitting and deep front and back cut around the neck . To look very hot and simple i wore one of my embroiders white bra inside and made sure it was visible through the dress fabric . Suited me fine , a good part of my cleavage was visible and i was sure my trick would work . Other days when i put on that kurta i wore an inner within it but that day i was to go for the kill , so i purposely left it behind.
My son and me got there . Bunty welcomed us inside and anybody could notice the special shine on his face on seeing me. I was carrying my son and due to the pressure my breasts were sort of pushing out of my kurta. His eyes were fixed there and i acted as if it embarrassed me , although in reality it was giving me a wonderful feeling in between my legs. We sat inside and bunty gave me a creme and all the time we had coffee and my son finished a frooti bunty didn’t leave me unattended for even a single minute.
Once he also tried to touch me while handing over my son to me but i disappointed him by somehow avoiding his hand getting to close . We left in around half an hour and while i drove back i could feel wetness in my panty . Next day as usual we spoke over phone and on asking he told me how the creme should be used . Although it had a booklet inside i wanted to hear it from bunty , he explained me and i was trying to open up with him so i asked him in minute details .
He spoke openly and used some vulgar language to refer to breasts and nipples which i enjoyed hearing from him . In course of time we began talking regularly , nearly everyday and more openly . Knowingly or unknowingly bunty began revealing all his secrets to me , even what he did the last night with his wife . He had never offered me to or included me into his personal life , but i was sure he wasdying to .
He passed comments which indirectly praised me like bhaiya is lucky , or he must have enjoyed type . In short he was one of those well behaved men who was scared to put his foot forward first in spite of all the closeness and my frank talking with him . The next time I met kiran ( bunty’s wife ) it was at a relatives place and that day i looked at her differently . I was comparing her and myself , thinking what in me must have attracted bunty. Around twenty days went by and i required another pack of that creme , so i told bunty about it.
He said he was about to come this side so he would bring the creme along. I agreed and bunty visited me . He hadn’t informed me of the exact time and day so i was sort of unprepared for him .I was wearing a simple nightie and it was afternoon time and my kids and i were sleeping when the bell rang . I went down and let in bunty . He was well groomed that day (clean shaved & smelling good ) , maybe he was looking forward to this visit .I took up a dupatta on my shoulders
I was preparing tea when bunty came up from behind and started the topic by asking “bhabhiji , is the creme showing result ? ” . I answered not yet . Infact i was rubbing that creme around my breasts twice daily and in 15 or 20 days , there didn’t seem to be any change in them . Bunty stood beside me and looking straight at my breasts said ‘ are you sure you are massaging them in the right way bhabhi ? ‘ . He had told me to use both my hands in circular motion and i was doing it right so i said yes .
I was a bit embarrassed but bunty seemed to be trying ways to continue on the topic . I understood his intentions so i asked him if he could show me how it was done . What happened that day is altogether a new paragraph and I’ll start it only if you people say Yes . Waiting for all of your love filled replies. One particular experience of mine that just came in my mind and i think will be fun sharing with you people. My hubby makes sure to make love to me whenever we return after attending a marriage.
Be it anyone , relative , friend or anyone else and be it early or late , tired or not tired . All these years of my married life , i noted he surely fucked me that day . And later i came to know he fantasized the newly wed bride every time whose marriage he attended . He never told me and i never asked him , it was just a guess and as i paid more attention , i became sure .
So how many of you have such or any like such wild fantasies. Those who like to share ( like me ) can write to me at and be sure each and every email received by me ( although i admit that i never have replied ) is precious and its because of your love that Sunita writes .Love you all.
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