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My Wife and Mr. Aiyer


Sanjay worked for a big real estate development firm as a project engineer and Varsha was a freelance interior designer. Varsha mostly worked from home except for site visits. They had recently moved into an upscale apartment complex. The complex consisted of 5 different buildings, 2 club houses and a swimming pool. The couple had purchased a fully furnished flat on 4th floor in one of the buildings. Each floor had only two flats. Since they bought a furnished flat, settling down was pretty easy.Their neighbors were Mr and Mrs. Aiyar who were in their late 50’s. The Aiyars were very friendly couple. Their only daughter had gone to UK for her medical education. Mr. Aiyar was a retired man and Mrs. Aiyar was a housewife.Mrs. Aiyar was very active in social life, while Mr. Aiyar spent most of his day by taking early morning walks, reading newspaper, watching CNBC and trading shares by calling his broker every now and then.After moving into the new house, The Aiyars helped Sanjay and Varsha with finding the maids, milkman, paper delivery etc. Within few days time, Sanjay and Varsha resumed their routine. They invited Aiyars for dinner on one Saturday for all the help they had provided. Varsha had planned South Indian menu. For the dinner, Sanjay wore a T shirt and Jeans and Varsha was wearing a orange chiffon saree with a matching sleeveless blouse. The Aiyyars arrived by 8:30PM.

Sanjay offered Mr. Aiyyar 2006 Satori Merlot, a popular red wine. While Sanjay poured wine in the glasses, Varsha brought appes for appetizers. When Varsha was arranging the plates on the coffee table in front of Mr. Aiyyar, she noticed Mr. Aiyyar staring at her. She realized that when she bent down to arrange the plates, her cleavage was in sight of Mr. Aiyyar. Although Varsha’s saree was covering the blouse, the saree was quite transparent to give enough hint of her hidden treasures. The thought of Mr. Aiyyar staring at her cleavage brought a mild excitement in Varsha. She enjoyed that feeling. She chose to enjoy Mr. Aiyyar’s staring. After the plates were arranged, Sanjay and Mr. Aiyyar engaged in financial talks while taking sips of the wine.

Varsha and Mrs. Aiyar prepared the dining table for dinner and joined the gentlemen in chat. Varsha sat next to Sanjay on sofa and Mrs. Aiyyar sat in the chair placed besides her husband. Varsha could notice Mr. Aiyyar making very subtle glances made at her while chatting. Varsha thought of teasing Mr. Aiyyar. She bent forward to pick Sanjay’s wine glass so that Mr. Aiyyar could again view her clevage through her transparent saree. Mr. Aiyyar didn’t miss that opportunity. After some time, all had dinner and desert and then the Aiyyar’s left. After cleaning the dining table and kitchen, Varsha changed herself into the night gown and joined Sanjay in the bed. Sanjay turned towards her to take her in his arms.

He kissed varsha and whispered in her ears “Aiyyar uncle was mesmerized by your beauty. He could not set your eyes off you”. Varsha smiled and said “It’s because I was teasing him. He was getting a good view of my cleavage”. Sanjay laughed and said “Looks like Mrs. Aiyyar is going to have lots of love bites tonight”. Varsha joined Sanjay in laughing. That night, Sanjay and Varsha had a good time having sex. They fantasized of Mr. Aiyyar watching Varsha getting undressed. It made Varsha wet and Sanjay more excited. After they were done with the act, Sanjay asked Varsha to continue to tease Mr. Aiyyar. He said “Varsha, Mr. Aiyyar comes home from his walk sharp at 7 in the morning.

Tomorrow you open the door to pick the newspaper same time in the gown”. Varsha was surprised with such an odd request. She said “Are you sure?” Sanjay nodded. “You mean, with this gown, and no bra? Its transparent”. Sanjay kissed her and said “Yes honey, without your bra. Let the old man see what he is missing”. Varsha agreed and both went to sleep. Next morning, at around 6:55, Varsha went to the balcony to see when Mr. Aiyyar entered the building. Like Sanjay said, Mr. Aiyyar returned from his morning walk sharp at 7:00. After seeing Mr. Aiyyar entering the building, Varsha went towards the main door and waited till she heard the lift stopping at the 4th floor.

As soon as lift stopped, Varsha opened the door and bent down to pick the newspaper. As Mr. Aiyyar came out of the lift, he saw Varsha bent to pickup the news paper. Since she was wearing low neck gown, her breast were seen hanging. Mr. Aiyyar could also see her nipples since she was not wearing her breasts. He just stopped there watching her in awe. Varsha got up and smiled at him and said Hi to him. Mr. Aiyyar didn’t know how to react. After Varsha got up, he could clearly see her well rounded breasts with erect nipples through her much transparent satin gown. Varsha paused there just for few seconds before getting inside her house and shutting the door.

After shutting the door, she looked through peep hole. She saw Mr. Aiyyar wiping his lips with his tongue and returning to his house. Varsha ran in the bedroom laughing. Sanjay asked her what happened. Varsha told him how Mr. Aiyyar was shocked. Both had a good laugh. From that day onwards, it became a routine for Varsha and Mr. Aiyyar to meet in the hallway and greet each other, with Varsha always wearing seductive clothes. One morning Varsha was a bit late to get off the bed. She went to pick the newspaper thinking Mr. Aiyyar would have already left. But to her surprise, when she opened the door, she saw Mr. Aiyyar, standing with newspaper in hand waiting for her to open the door. Mr. Aiyyar handed the newspaper to her and intentionally, he touched her hand. He had come too close to her to give the newspaper and his warm breath touched Varsha’s open neck. It was a very sensitizing feeling. Today, it was Varsha’s turn to get shocked. She shut the door and stood there for a minute to think of what happend. The old man had dared to touch her. But strangely, instead of getting angry, she was feeling hot. That night, when Sanjay was making love to her, Varsha thought of the incident in the morning. Just the thought of it made Varsha wet. Sanjay immediately noticed Varsha getting horny. Sanjay knew how Varsha fantasized and he asked her what fantasy was she thinking about.

Since both of them were very frank in the bed, and boldly shared any fantasies, Varsha told him “I am fantasizing Mr. Aiyyar kissing my naked body”. Sanjay looked at Varsha and said “Interesting! you are getting crush on the old man” and laughed. He asked her to continue painting this fantasy further. Both had wonderful sex fantasizing Mr. Aiyyar caressing Varsha’s naked body. After sex, Varsha asked Sanjay if he really enjoyed her fantasy. Sanjay looked in her eyes and said, “Barring the part where you talked about Mr. Aiyyar having sex, I liked it. I enjoyed the part where you talked about him touching your body, your breasts and all. But the thought of someone else entering inside you is like.. ewww.. That place is only for me.” Varsha nodded. After a long silence, Sanjay said to her “Looks like you want him to touch you don’t you baby?” Varsha looked at him and said “May be.. I get very horny even to think of him exploring me.” “Ok. I will let you do that in real. But one condition, you should record the complete act in the video.” Varsha smiled and kissed Sanjay and said “Okay honey!” Next morning Varsha intentionally went 5 minutes after 7:00 to get the newspaper. Before opening the door, she checked through the peep hole. Mr. Aiyyar was outside her house, holding the newspaper. Varsha adjusted her gown such that her clevage was more visible. She opened the door stood against the door frame, with one leg folded in the knee taking support of the frame. Mr. Aiyyar offered her the newspaper, but Varsha did not advance her hands to take it. instead, she looked into Mr. Aiyyar’s eyes, bit her lower lip and widened her gown’s opening to intentfully give Mr. Aiyyar a glimpse of her right breast just for few seconds before covering herself. Mr. Aiyyer had become bold enough. He moved forward and before Varsha could react, Mr. Aiyyar kissed her lips and pinched her buttocks and then moved away from her. When he kissed Varsha, his frail body had completely brushed against her. Her breasts were pressed against his body. Varsha pulled the paper from his hands and asked him to ring the bell at 3’o clock in afternoon. She knew that Mrs. Aiyyar would have gone to the club house to play cards that time. Mr. Aiyyar nodded. After Varsha shut the door, she walked towards the kitchen. She was still thinking of that kiss. It was a kiss she had never experienced. The kiss had come from an old man, with dry, wrinkled lips. But it was still very strong kiss. Varsha decided to not tell Sanjay and surprise him with the video at night. In the afternoon, after she had her lunch, Varsha tested her PC Cam. She set it on timer to start exactly at 3:00PM. She also adjusted the PC and cam such that it would record anything that was happening on the sofa. She also shut the computer screen off. At 2:30PM, Varsha changed herself in the same orange chiffon saree she had worn when the Aiyyars visited them for dinner. Only difference was that she chose not to wear bra today. She only wore the sleeveless blouse. Mr. Aiyyar rang the door bell sharp at 3:00PM. Varsha opened the door and hurriedly got him inside the house and directed him towards the sofa. Mr. Aiyyar was wearing a shirt and lungi. He had placed a scent soaked cotton in the place between his ear and head. Varsha remembered of the old movies where she had seen men putting scent soaked cotton. Mr. Aiyyar sat on the sofa and he moved his lungi to expose his hairy thigh. He signaled Varsha to come sit in his lap. Varsha dropped her pallu and walked towards Mr. Aiyyar, giving him full view of her breasts, covered only by her sleeveless blouse. Her nipples were erect and areola was seen through the blouse. Varsha sat on Mr. Aiyyar’s lap wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his dry, wrinkled lips. She parted Mr. Aiyyar’s lips and put her tounge inside his mouth. To her shock, Mr. Aiyyar’s dentures came out. Mr. Aiyyar quickly removed his dentures and kissed Varsha with his teethless mouth. The feeling of his gums brushing on her lips was strange, but enjoyable to Varsha. Now Mr. Aiyyar moved his attention to Varsha’s breasts. He cupped Varsha’s left breast and pressed it gently. Varsha unhooked the blouse to expose more of her breasts. Mr. Aiyyar moved his wrinkled fingers inside her blouse to touch her nipple. Varsha unbuttoned his shirt and placed her hand over Mr. Aiyyar’s chest. Unlike Sanjay’s firm unhairy chest, Mr. Aiyyar had a hairy, plump chest. Varsha missed Sanjay’s chest. Mr. Aiyyar had by now removed Varsha’s blouse and he continued staring and Varsha’s well rounded 34C breasts. Varsha held her breast and asked Mr. Aiyyar to kiss it. Mr. Aiyyar obeyed immediately. He kissed Varsha’s breast and the sucked the nipples. His teethless gums were holding Varsha’s nipple. Varsha liked it. She moaned while Mr. Aiyyar sucked her breasts. Varsha adjusted herself so that the camera could capture Mr. Aiyyar sucking her breasts. While Mr. Aiyyar sucked her breasts, Varsha moved her hands towards his penis. Although Mr. Aiyyar seemed to enjoy sucking Varsha’s breasts, to her surprise, Varsha did not notice any hardness in his penis. It was hanging dull inside his underwear. She looked at Mr. Aiyyar. He said “I am growing old Varsha, what do you expect”. Varsha kissed him again and said “Its ok”. In her mind, Varsha was kind of releaved because it was not possible for Mr. Aiyyar to enter inside her. Varsha let Mr. Aiyyar suck her breasts. She was enjoying it. Actually, Mr. Aiyyar was doing a better job than Sanjay in sucking. May be because of his teethless gums. Now Varsha asked Mr. Aiyyar to stop and get fully naked. Both of them got up and removed their clothes. Varsha now laid herself nude on the sofa. The naked Mr. Aiyyar came over her. Like Varsha had fantasized, Mr. Aiyyar started kissing her naked body. Overall, Varsha enjoyed it, but she was getting bothered by the erection less penis. She asked Mr. Aiyyar to wait and got a cucumber from freeze. She again laid on the sofa and let Mr. Aiyyar resume his act. While Mr. Aiyyar was enjoying her young naked body, Varsha used the cucumber to stimulate her clitoris. Mr. Aiyyar kissed her neck, then her breasts. He slowly moved on to her navel. He also kissed Varsha’s thighs. Varsha now asked him to focus on her breasts as she was getting very horny.Mr. Aiyyar started sucking her breasts again. Varsha enjoyed that feeling. She now started masturbating using the cuccumber. She was moaning heavily. Mr. Aiyyar was enjoying it. Its been a long time since he enjoyed a young woman. After about 5 minutes, Varsha had an orgasm. She screamed loudly. Mr. Aiyyar was scared to hear her scream and he quickly got off of her to wear his clothes. Varsha stayed with cucumber in her vagina. She was totally relaxed. After getting dressed, Mr. Aiyyar came close to her and kissed her and said “Thank you. You reminded me of my young days!” Varsha smiled and said “Thanks to you! I had a great time”. Mr. Aiyyar helped Varsha get off the sofa. He sat in the chair and watched her dress up in front of him. After Varsha dressed up, she opened the main door and checked if anyone was around and then let Mr. Aiyyar leave. Mr. Aiyyar kissed her again and said “See you in the morning” and winked at her. Varsha smiled, gave him a french kiss and said “Sure darling” and shut the door. Varsha then went to her computer, stopped the camera and checked the recording. She wasn’t sure how Sanjay would react seeing his own wife taking intimate pleasures from an old man.