It was 8:40 in morning after that sleepless torturous night.
Tej got up from bed and still felt extremely horny. All through the night he had been repeatedly fantasying of unmarried breasts of Rachna, he had looked at the movie, and his penis behaved like a hot steel rod.
Even though she had let him view her breasts that closely and smiled at his flying kiss, but still he was not sure of her mind. Whatever knowledge he had about the sexual responses of unmarried chicks, suggested him that they would be easily attracted to a worthy man, but after that gave misleading signals and when it came to actual bed works they nervously backed out leaving the man in complete fury.
He attributed such perturbations of girls to the prevailing fallacies and taboos in Indian families about sex. Growing girl's brain was constantly fed from her adolescence about the sins of sex and her privates were for the pleasure of her husband only, and once she lost her purity, it would be detected by him from her reputed membrane.
He was also conscious of the enormous age gap and his position there, and understood well that a wrong move meant getting a slap by her and his language thrown out of the house.
However, in that heat of lust, such dampening thoughts could have only a marginal effect on his harder cock!
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At office, he helplessly tried out to diffuse his over night tension, but his brain refused to go with him. It was around one in noon, he really began to loose against the tortures of the hot wave that was tearing his body. He thought of going home; he would get some sleep and then there was temptation of Rachna! He called Anand and told him about the severe headache that was killing him, and his desperate need for some sleep. As was expected Anand had a pile of pending files on his table so Tej left for home alone.
It was usual quiet of afternoon hours. He pressed the door- bell, and after some minutes Mrs. Anand opened the door.
She had a confused look to see him unexpectedly, and appeared pretty displaced. He went in following her; it was quite in house. Rachna was not back yet, and Mrs. Anand voluntarily told him that she would be late, as she had asked her to visit a relation for some family work, after her college was over.
Tej flashed her a faint smile and told her about the headache, and said that he would be fleeing upstairs for an undisturbed sleep for couple of hours. He didn't let her make further conversations and went upstairs, and bolted the door from inside imprudently throwing himself on the bed.
However there was no ease, the thoughts of Rachna were hunting him again like wild wire in a forest. He could only think of her unmarried crack, that was approaching to him, if his luck didn't play mischief; that ferociously tightened his cock in his stingy underwear, and the increased coatings of the thick watery fluids over cock's head couldn't lubricate his agony. He toiled for an hour to sleep, but couldn't even properly shut his eyes!
An hour after he again lost the battle , and felt that the virgin lust had completely dried his lips, and he desperately needed water. He rose, and quietly walked out of the room and moved downstairs. The air in the whole house was calm, and it appeared that Mrs. Anand was in sound sleep.
As he approached the closed door of his friend's bedroom, he heard faded sounds and felt that the quietness was not that dull. He stood there, and a moment later there was ruffles of sheets, then a pause followed by a squeak of bed, and then some patches of hissing sounds.
There was some thing nosy inside the room, and after a longer pause he again heard faint beats, " Puchh...ppuuchh.... . " That confirmed his friend's wife was not alone.
He thought that Anand might have later changed his mind, and would have followed him, but that also gave him a distasteful thought that his friend didn't trust him to be in his home at this odd hour. That was the filthiest situation, and he felt a shame mangled through him and all sex setup that was building from more than a week evaporated like camphor.
Suddenly the bed squeaks began gaining cautious rhythm, and she seemed gasping for breaths in between hissing, " Shhhheheee... shhhhee... yooah... . " He could hear them, though faintly. She whispered. "I can't, any more now....please not now."
He again thought for a moment, and the only logic he could make by that untimely love making of Anand was that he was proving his manly worth to his wife under fears of her drifting towards his guest friend.
In that infamy, Tej forgot that he had come down for some water, and he silently walked upstairs, and lay on his bed. He was in uncertain mind and was surprised how quickly the heat of Rachna had disappeared from him.
His friend was suspicious of him, and that was enough disgusting alert for him.
For a moment he thought if that was the real difference between love and lust! After all it was only lust for a virgin girl that was driving him to this fever.
Few moments later, another thought sneaked in his mind, but that was cool; may be Anand was horny as he had been sleeping away from his wife since Tej came.
His ears had turned red as he again tried to close his eyes.
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More than half an hour passed before he heard faint sounds in the lounge downstairs. That suggested him that the couple had done noon job, and they were in the lounge, or may be Mrs. Anand was doing some thing in the kitchen.
It became difficult for Tej to lay on bed any more; he got up and sat on the bed , and fixed his gaze at the clock that hanged on wall. One full circle of it's longest arm seemed to him like taking a round of Pacific Ocean. Suddenly he remembered his lips were dry, and he urgently needed water. He couldn't sit on bed any more, and slowly came down.
Every lower step of that staircase gave him better look of downstairs.
She was perhaps in the kitchen that was not visible to him, but he saw a man sitting on cane chair in lounge. His frame appeared unfamiliar to Tej, and his entire face was soaked in sweet as he found that the man was not Anand.
The man sitting there was in his mid forties starting to go bald, and appeared a large man, maybe a five-kg advantage to him. His hairs were slightly rumpled, and he wore a white kurta and pajama. He noticed that Tej was coming down on stairs, and looked at him flashing a smile that was just short of rude, and Tej gave him his best condescending nod. Tej came down and the sweat began to spread below his neck.
Hearing him coming down Mrs. Anand hurriedly came out from the kitchen. She appeared as if a snake had bitten her, and looked at Tej with white face. The green sari she was wearing had disorderly muffled creases, and her breasts were jumbled inside the blouse. She had puffy lips, and had rolled her hair up into a bun; she appeared freshly loaded woman.
"I didn't expect to see you 'til evening.... This is Prabhu.... Like a cup of tea?" She spoke nervously.
Tej said avoiding his eyes from both of them, "Sure but first please give me some water to drink."
She nervously went to kitchen and brought a glass of water for him, and that fissure also gave her opportunity to rediscover her nerves.
She introduced Prabu to him, and told that he had come from Delhi on business trip only a day before and was staying in a hotel. Prabhu didn't speak much, and after finishing his tea he left.
That was an unexpected discovery by Tej. Only few minutes before his bones were chilly because of heavy guilt conscious and he had almost abandoned the last thought about Rachna, but suddenly it was now complete turn about. That meant every thing he was assuming was wrong and foolish.
Mrs. Anand's white face was speaking her guilt.
He had a sudden spark inside him thinking that he had intruded in that vital secret of his friend's wife, who was also the mother of the young girl he desperately wanted to enjoy in bed.
Wasn't she a key of treasure!
