A Fixed Match – Part 3

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Our constant and single minded pursuit to bring around my wife to succumb to our devilish designs and agree to be shared was at a decisive stage. If we were able to give one final conclusive well orchestrated push, we would be able to succeed in our mission. The final push was to make her believe that she was helping us resolve a friendship crisis. Well if she had to come down a few notches from her high moral altitude and compromise on her values a little, she had to think it was worth it.We provided her an escape route so that she could fulfill her carnal desire for extra marital sex and a different cock (a bigger cock woulld be a bonus in the bargain) without being labelled as promiscuous. The wife narrates after it was all over. RITU:When Dev came that evening, he looked morose and depressed. I felt really sad for him. Although I was excited that he had agreed to come. I wished I had not made that outburst on the day of Holi. Frankly, Dev’s fondling my boobs was a huge erotic experience for me too. It was ethically unfair of me to shout then. My husband Raj took my outburst seriously and acted on it, causing all that mess. I decided that I was primarily responsible for the mess and I had to clear it.I received Dev at our door. Dev touched my husband’s feet first. He always did when he met him after some days. Raj raised him up, hugged him and went in the drawing room leaving Dev and me outside. Dev looked at me but kept quiet. His face was sullen. I extended my hand to him. He was hesitant at first and then held my hand keeping some distance. He said, “Bhabhi, I am sorry about that incident. Will you please forgive me? I promise you I shall not do so in future.”I looked behind. Raj was not in sight. I whispered back in Dev’s ears, “I will forgive you; but only on one condition. The condition is that you just now withdraw your promise of not doing so in future. Remember what you told Raj; that we are all the same? We should not differentiate between each other?”My one sentence brightened up Dev’s face momentarily. But then he again lapsed into his morose state. I felt that he was still unsure of me. He was not as forthcoming as I knew him to be. He asked, “Bhabhi don’t show me the moon and then throw me in the dust bin; like you have been doing so far. Tell me bhabhi. Why did you do this to me?”I caught his hand and squeezed it. I said sorrowfully, “Dev, I am so very sorry, I was impulsive. But I promise, I will make it up to you. Trust me. Try me, if you are not sure. What about Devika? How is she taking this?”Dev said, “Devika is very disturbed. I hope she will come around in time.”I said, “Don’t worry about Devika. Leave her to me. When she comes here, I shall straighten out her mood. But first I need to straighten out your mood.”Dev said, “Bhabhi, you have already straitened me out. There is nothing to be straightened now.”I said, “Come on. We shall see about that. Let’s forget about what happened. You are here and that is important for us. Will you stay the night?”Dev was forthright. He said, “No bhabhi. I would rather go. I don’t want to disturb you. Besides, I don’t want to cause you any more embarrassment than what I have already done. I am like a monkey who never improves. I don’t know if I stay and do something silly, it will cause you problems.”I pulled Dev in my arms and hugged him tight and said, “I like this monkey. Look Dev! This is enough! Don’t rub salt in my wound. I have already said that I am very sorry for what I did and for what Raj did. What more do you want me to do to make you forgive me? You want that I should not throw you off for your mischief, right? Well, I have already güvenilir bahis agreed for that. By all means play your monkey tricks tonight. As I already said, go ahead; try me. But promise me, you won’t go away.”Dev’s expressions changed a bit at my assurance. He said, “Bhabhi, do you promise me that you will be with us through and through and will not hesitate to join us in all that we do?”I said mischievously, “Don’t ask me. As I said, try me.”With my positive assurance, Dev’s face brightened up. He seemed to have regained some of his original flirty self. I had put on a short skirt and fluffy tight cotton top. My full breasts jutted out of the top prominently, catching his eye balls. He swept his gaze all over me and said, “Bhabhi you look stunning and radiant as ever in this lovely dress.”That dress was gifted by Dev on my previous birthday. I said, “This is yours.”Dev replied mischievously, “Are you not?”Dev kept staring at me all over that sent chill along my spine. Dev hugged me delightedly and a little more intimately before we went in.Dev had brought a crate of beer, a bottle of whisky for Raj and flowers for me. He presented the bottles to Raj and bowed before me to present the flowers. I thanked him smilingly and accepted the flowers.Our son Munnu had just returned from the tuition. I asked out maid to put him to sleep after dinner at about 8.30 pm and wait for us to return. Dev played with Munnu for a while, told him a story and then we left for dinner leaving our son in the maid’s care.We called an auto-rickshaw in which three persons could manage to squeeze in. We went to a restaurant for dinner. We were seated around a small circular table. Dev was still not his normal self. He did catch and squeeze my hand several times, but that was all. Under the normal circumstances he would have pinched my thighs under the table or would have tried some other pranks. However, Dev looked lost and forlorn. He was not Dev that I knew earlier.We took a taxi at about 9 pm, on our way back home. To guide the driver, Raj sat in front and Dev and I had to sit at the back. When the seating arrangement was decided by Raj, I was happy that I would get some time to sit with Dev to ease his mood. Luckily, it was too dark inside the cab for Raj or the driver to see through the rear view mirror. Under normal circumstances, Dev would not have missed a trick in the book to grope me. However, he sat sulking, keeping a bit of distance from me.I had to set right Dev first and then work to resolve their husband wife internal issues; created by that stupid call my hubby had made. I moved towards Dev and had my thigh touching his. I took his hand in mine and rubbing it warmly I said, “What has happened to my tiger? Until yesterday this tiger was roaring. Why suddenly has it turned wimp?” There was no reaction from Dev, although he responded to my rubbing his hand by holding my hand warmly. That was good enough for me.I leaned on him and hissed in his ears, “Will you not forgive your dear bhabhi, for a small mistake she made? Or is it that you no longer consider me as your dear bhabhi? Do you consider me as someone not your own?” I dug my hand deeper on his thigh.Dev shuddered visibly. He held my hand tight and said, “Bhabhi don’t ever say that. You are more than just bhabhi for me. You are my dearest and most intimate personal friend apart from my dearest bhabhi. Really, you are more than my own and that is why I have been taking these liberties with you. But then you know…..” and Dev trailed into silence, holding my hand tightly on his legs.It was too dark for anyone to notice what was happening in the backseat. On güvenilir bahis siteleri top of it, Raj asked the driver to take the taxi through dark and deserted but longer road to our house. My hubby Raj said he wanted to avoid traffic. The driver and my hubby started talking loudly. The taxi driver too kept blabbering loudly and endlessly.Dev’s words and his masculinity so close to me gave me goose bumps.I said, “Ok, so? You forgot about all that happened before? Do you think I did not know what was going on in your mind? Come on dear. Don’t be a bore! Be your own self. Don’t feel sorry for making that mistake on the day of Holi. I want you to make the same mistake again and again. I also promise you I shall join in with you and shall not leave you alone tonight.” I shuddered knowing that I had inadvertently given out a full-fledged invitation to Dev not only to flirt with me, but to go beyond that. But then I thought I had no choice.“Bhabhi, are you sure?” Dev asked.I said, “You bet your bums, I am.” I said mischievously.My words had the effect I knew they would have on Dev. I felt his hand creeping up my thighs. I wanted his hand to do things to me. God! I was going bonkers. When he dipped his hand between my legs, I didn’t know how; but my legs spread out as if they were driven by an unknown mechanism. As if I wanted him to feel the crevices and curves there.Dev raised my skirt and caressed my thighs very close to my panty. When he tried to inch closer to my panty, I knew I was soaking wet there and Dev would guess my condition easily. I firmly pushed his hand away and said, “Come on monkey, be patient.”Dev knew my mind and withdrew his hand. However, he caught my hand and placed it firmly between his legs. I tried to withdraw it but couldn’t. Under different circumstances, I would have hollered on him. But I didn’t and that made him bolder.In one quick movement he unzipped his fly and pulled down his brief. I felt his rock hard thick and long cock in my palm. I should have cried out. But I didn’t. I should have shoved him, but I didn’t. Like a woman possessed, I wrapped my fingers around his girth to feel the thickness of his cock in my palm. All my pretence of being a moralistic woman evaporated at that moment. His cock was much longer than my husband Raj’s. It must have been about seven inches long. It was certainly thicker than my husband’s. The cock was coated with his slimy pre-cum.                               It looked to me as if I had no control over my actions. Like a dumb hypnotised woman, I began stroking Dev’s cock lovingly.  I could feel that Dev enjoyed my stroking his cock; because his grip tightened around my hand. I rotated my fingers softly around the base of his thick and long cock and occasionally pushing my palm inside his trousers opening to grab and gently caress his large testicles in my palm.Dev leaned on me and his one hand encircling my neck and shoulders, reached my breasts crossing over my arms. It was pitch dark inside and the taxi driver and my hubby Raj seated in the front were talking animatedly and loudly on something about automobiles, which I did not care to understand.I did not allow Dev to uncover my breasts in spite of his repeated muffled requests in my ears. I did not want to land at home with torn blouse and bra. He relented and was satisfied by squeezing my breasts over my blouse and bra.When we neared our house, I quickly retracted my hand from his pants. Whilst the taxi driver and Raj were arguing on which turn to take to get into our street, Dev leaned on me and whispered in my ears repeatedly, “Bhabhi, what about tonight? I will stay over, iddaa siteleri but you will be with me?”I knew this was his decent way of telling me that he wanted to fuck me that night. I should have got cheesed off, however, I was so highly aroused at his repeated pleadings that I was almost on the verge of saying, “Ok, baba I will let you fuck me tonight.” However, I controlled myself, held his hand tight and squeezed it several times to hint to him that I shall be with him, if he could understand me. I thought he did.By the time the cab reached our house, it started raining heavily. When I got down from the taxi, I was unsteady because of high level of excitement. Dev supported me when I staggered a little as I got down. It was raining so heavily that when I rushed a distance of less than 100 feet, I was fully drenched. My nerves were on edge as I ran to our apartment. Dev followed me. He was also fully drenched.I was amazed at my vulnerability. Was it my desire to get seduced by him? Did I want to get fucked by Dev right and proper? I knew I had the answer but pretended that I didn’t.My throat was dry and hands were shaking with the feel of Dev’s huge cock. I was amazed at my thought process. I was a woman who never thought of considering even one of numerous solicitations from attractive men earlier. And now I was wondering how it would feel to have Dev’s such a thick and long cock in my pussy. I wanted to hate myself. But there I was; too preoccupied in thinking of the possibility of sex with Dev. I shuddered excitedly at the very thought of feeling a new cock in my pussy. My husband’s perverted idea of seeing me fucked by another man seemed to be nearing fruition after all.  I entered the house and let the maid go home. Munnu was already asleep in his room. We had a two bedroom apartment. One was our bed room and Munnu, our son, slept in the other room.Raj, Dev and I were all fully soaked in water. It was a weekend. Raj took out one of his loose fitting pyjamas, gave it to Dev with a towel and said, “Dev you are wet. Here, change into this, stay over for the night and leave only tomorrow after breakfast. In any case, you will not be able to leave because it is raining cats and dogs at this time. We shall enjoy drinks. Ritu can have your wine and we shall all watch the match on TV.”Dev looked at me. I supported my husband Raj and nodded approvingly.After a little bit of mock haggling, like, “I hope, I am not inconveniencing you,” etc. Dev agreed to stay over; but he said, “Ok, I will stay, but on one condition. Ritu Bhabhi shall be with us throughout and join us in everything.”I I asked, “What do you mean by everything?” I asked teasing him.Dev said, “If I stay, then we shall all be together for the night. If we have a drink then you will also join us. You may just have one or two; but you will join us. If we watch the TV, you will not get up and leave us. If we all agree to be together throughout, then I shall stay; not otherwise. Raj, is that ok? Ritu, do you agree?”I liked his coming down from Bhabhi to Ritu.Raj looked at me. I nodded my head in acceptance. Raj confirmed that we shall all be together. I asked them to change and come to the drawing room. Dev went to Munnu’s room to change.Raj took me with him into our bathroom and asked me what happened in the taxi? How Dev’s mood changed so much. What magic I did on him. I told him to wait and watch.My hubby Raj made me change in front of him. I removed wet clothes one after another while my husband Raj watched keenly. When I was naked, He grabbed my breasts and fondled them hard. He also inserted his hand between my legs and fingered me for a few seconds. I moved his hand away and told him not to hurry.Raj caressed my back lovingly and said, “Darling, does that mean that in time, you will let us do it tonight?” “Have I ever disappointed you?” was my terse reply.“Darling, you are lovely.

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