Hello ISS readers, hope you all are doing great. I am back with a great experience to share with you. But this time, this is not my experience but one of my readers. Her name is Farheen. So, let’s start our story through the eyes of Farheen.<\/p>\n
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It was 6 in the morning when I got down the bus at Lakdikapul with a small bag. I looked around for Isha’s husband who was supposed to pick me up.<\/p>\n
“Hello, Farheen! How are you?”<\/p>\n
I turned around and saw him beaming. “Hi, I am fine, Anil. How are you?”<\/p>\n
“I am rocking.” We both shook hands. My best friend’s husband took my luggage and walked towards his parking car.<\/p>\n
I saw Anil two years back at Isha’s marriage. He was lean and handsome and still maintaining his body well. Isha was lucky to have such a health-conscious husband. Isha always told me over the phone how he rarely missed a day at the gym.<\/p>\n
We reached home in 30 minutes. Anil opened the locked door. Isha must be sleeping, I thought. I was eager to see my best friend, Isha. Even though we talked daily over the phone, it was almost 9 months since we last met.<\/p> \n\n
“Is she still sleeping? Can you wake up the lazy girl?” I asked her husband.<\/p>\n
Anil looked at me, surprised. “Don’t you know? She went to her mother’s house. She will come today afternoon.”<\/p>\n
I was shocked. How could Isha do this to me? How could she leave me alone to stay with her husband? I wanted to call Isha right then and scold her.<\/p>\n
Anil asked me to use the guest bedroom. “It has attached bathroom so you can feel comfortable,” he said. He put my bag in the room and went out. As soon as I closed the door, I rang Isha.<\/p>\n
“You bitch! Why didn’t you tell you are not home,” I screamed into the phone.<\/p>\n
Isha laughed uncontrollably. “Cool down, Princess!” She always called me ‘princess’. “If I tell you I am not home, you will stay at the hotel, which I don’t like. It’s just a matter of a few hours. By the time you come back from your interview, I will be back home.”<\/p>\n
“Are you sure?”<\/p>\n
“Yes, I am sure. I am at my parents’ house only. You know they are in Hyderabad only, right?”<\/p>\n
“Yes.”<\/p>\n
Her words gave me comfort.<\/p>\n
“By the way, Anil will accompany you to the interview.”<\/p>\n
“Oh, that’s not necessary. Why trouble him?”, I objected.<\/p>\n
“No trouble. It is Saturday and he has no other work. Moreover, what more important work he can have than taking care of his beautiful wife’s beautiful friend.”<\/p>\n
We both giggled like school girls. We used to share a lot of things about boys while in college. Before hanging up, she said, “By the way, don’t try to fuck my innocent husband in my absence.”<\/p>\n
“Innocent?” I laughed. “No husband is innocent. They always try to fuck others’ wives if they get a chance.”<\/p>\n
We hung up the phone. I did not know at that time our last words were going to bring a storm of pleasure in our lives.<\/p>\n
I quickly got ready for the interview in my white shirt and grey pants. When I came out of the room, Anil was also ready and he looked at me impressively.<\/p>\n
“Shall we go by car or bike?” he asked. “We can reach quickly by bike.”<\/p>\n
“Then, let’s go by bike,” I said. At that time, I did not know that I did a big mistake by choosing bike. Moreover, I sat with my legs on both sides instead of sitting on one side. I did not want to look prudish.<\/p>\n
I did not know that the conditions of roads in Hyderabad had deteriorated so bad. Every time Anil applied the brakes, I had a struggle not to let my boobs touch my best friend’s husband’s back.<\/p>\n
Then a naughty thought crept into my mind. Why not let him enjoy the ride? After all, he was helping me. I remembered Isha’s words: “Don’t try to fuck my innocent husband in my absence”.<\/p>\n
Soon, I let myself loose and waited for the next pothole or speed breakers! I did not have to wait for long. Within a minute, Anil applied a sudden break and I let myself fall on him. And my big soft boobs pressed his back! The guy must have had a good time. I know Isha’s boobs were small, so my boobs must be a gift for him.<\/p>\n
“I am sorry,” Anil said.<\/p>\n
“We should have gone by car. Hyderabad roads are getting worse day by day,” I said, acting innocent.<\/p>\n
“Don’t worry! I will go carefully,” he said.<\/p>\n
Keeping his word, Anil drove the remaining distance carefully without any sudden breaks. ‘Stupid, you are missing my boobs,’ I muttered to myself.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
After the interview, my best friend’s husband took me to a restaurant for lunch.<\/p>\n
“Will you shift to Hyderabad if you get selected?” he asked while eating.<\/p>\n
“Yes,” I said.<\/p>\n
“What about your husband?”<\/p>\n
“He will also shift to Hyderabad slowly.”<\/p>\n
It was two in the afternoon when we reached home. “Isha is not back home yet?” I asked as he opened the door.<\/p>\n
“She should have returned by now. I will call her.”<\/p>\n
“Let me call her. I will ask what more important work she had than meeting her best friend,” I said.<\/p>\n
Once I entered my room, I closed the door and dialled Isha’s number on my mobile. “Where the hell are you, bitch?” I screamed angrily as soon as she answered the call.<\/p>\n
“Ohhh! You are so angry! Cool down!” she said. “There is a change in the plan.”<\/p>\n
“What change?!”<\/p>\n
“I have been thinking about your words since morning.”<\/p>\n
“Which words?”, I asked puzzled.<\/p>\n
“You said that no husband is innocent and they always try to fuck others’ wives if they get a chance.”<\/p>\n
“So?”<\/p>\n
“Why don’t you prove this on my husband? Let’s see if he tries to fuck you when I am not there.”<\/p>\n
I was shocked. “Are you serious?”<\/p>\n
“Of course, I am serious.”<\/p>\n
“What if he fucks me? Would you divorce him?”<\/p>\n
She laughed. “Not at all. Anil is a great guy. Just because he fucked other women doesn’t mean that he does not love me. This is just a fun game.”<\/p>\n
“What is in it for me?”<\/p>\n
“Great sex. Anil is good in bed,” she giggled.<\/p>\n
“That’s great! What is in it for my poor husband?”, I asked my best friend.<\/p>\n
“Well,” Isha thought for a moment. “You can gift me to your husband.”<\/p>\n
“Now the deal looks balanced,” I said.<\/p>\n
“So, are you ready? You have time till evening before you catch your bus to seduce and fuck my husband,” Isha said excitedly.<\/p>\n
“Yes, I am ready.”<\/p>\n
We hung up the phone. I sat on the bed and thought of the sexy deal for a moment. To my surprise, I started feeling a little wet patch between my legs already!<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Friends, hope you are enjoying this story. Let’s see in the next part how Farheen seduces her friend’s husband and what great sex experience she is going to have.<\/p>\n
I love to hear your feedback. Please write to me on . See you soon in the next part.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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