Adultery Indian Wife Plays With Construction Guys

What a pleasant Day

Pankaj : Madam, I've a wish. If you go with me like yesterrrdayyeee?? Haa
Purva : No dear. I've to take care of my little Sami. So, today it's not possible. I am also eager to, but you know.
Pankaj : Oh yeah yeah madam. I understand.
Ok.
Purva : But you can do one thing Bhaiya. Can we go to that place, where we went yesterday?
Pankaj : Why not madam.
Purva : Then let Sami and me to that place and then we can return to our home by that path through the field. Can we Bhaiya?
Pankaj : yes madam on your service.
Pankaj took a U turn and he again drove the car towards the mall.
Purva was sitting on the right side and she was bottomless. She was feeling the thrill in her entire body. She was bottomless on a crowded city road. She was wanting to remove the bra but when she looked around, she saw she was already getting too much attention from the people. Especially from the pedestrian Walker. They could see through the window and they were amazed to see a beautiful sexy woman in a college van in only a bra. But they were confused as her bottom was covered by the shopping bags.

After crossing the mall and more 500 meters they turned to left and within a minutes they took the highway.
Pankaj : Madam, as chota baba is with us I'm thinking to go somewhere else.
Purva : Where?
Pankaj : Don't worry madam, Baba will love the place. Chota baba, do you want to see a hill?
Sami : Hill? Yes I want to see uncle.
Purva : Hill? You want to go to the Raisina Hill? Are you crazy?
Purva started searching for her tights, oh no where is my shorts?
Pankaj : Arreee madam don't be so panicked. I'm talking about the Gazipur Dump site. Did Sami Baba ever seen the hill.
Purva : Not yet. But you have to go to the college again, and the area is very dirty and dusty.
Pankaj: don't worry madam, I'll only show Baba, the hill from distance and then we will come back. It will just take an hour. So don't worry.
They reached a place. Very lonely. There was a small lake and the area was sarrounded by woods. There were buildings, may be 500 meters away but no one could see them as the area was cordoned by the woods.
Pankaj : come madam, come baba.

He stopped the van and got down from the van. He slided the door open and took Sami on his lap.
Purva : May I?
Pankaj : Madam no one is here as you see. But anyone can come in any moment. So..
Purva : But I want to be naked Pankaj. Pleaae. She pouted her face.
Pankaj : you are crazy madam. Ok you give me your clothes to me and come down.
Purva took her bra off and Pankaj folded the tiny clothes and put them into his pocket.
Pankaj: come. The entered the woods and soon reached near the lake. Pankaj was walking ahead with Sami on his lap and The naked Purva was following them.
There was a broken fencing made by woods. Pankaj said be careful and he crossed the fencing. Purva followed him, but when she was crossing over the fence a thik wood log slightly hit the middle of her pussy and ass hole. She screamed a little.
Pankaj: what's happen madam.
Purva : Oh nothing serious. Lets go.
She actually loved the hit, so she rubbed her crotch on it twice and then crossed the fence.

In this forest of briks and concrete, cars and factories, this tiny woods and water body suddenly made her mind fresh. Birds were chirping, breezy air was blowing and the leaves were making a beautiful sound.
Purva stretched her hands in each side and took deep breath.
Purva : Aahhhhh, So fresh. Thanks Pankaj for bringing us here.
Pankaj : you are welcome madam.
Pankaj went nearby the lake and put Sami down.
See Sami baba. Can you see the hill?
Sami: Yes. Yeahh Mamma see there is a hill.
Purva : where, where? Let me see also.
She was little behind them. So she ran a litrle and kneeled beside Sami. She opened her mouth wide and put her palm in front of her mouth. Aahhhh, yes Sami, yes there is a hill.

Sami: Mamma I want to go there and wanna ride on it.
Purva : Ha ha, but you know this hill is actually made by garbage.
Sami: garbage? How mamma?
Purva : We all produce so much garbage everyday. And the garbage van comes everyday and collects the garbage from our houses and dumps those garbages there. And thus this hill has formed.
Sami: we produce so much garage, mamma?
Purva : Unfortunately yes dear.
Sami: that's so bad mamma. So much dirty things. Can't you do something wolf woman?
Purva : Oh no again wolf woman. No dear. Wolf woman can't do this alone. We all should think about this problems together. But now don't think much about this and see how is that kingfisher waiting for the fish. Wait and watch he Will definitely catch a fish.
Sami: How beautiful this kingfisher is, wow.
Sami started watching the kingfisher.
Pankaj came closer to Purva and wrapped his righr hand around her back and grabbed her left breast.
Purva : Hey what are you doing? She whispered and tried to pushed his hand away.
Pankaj : At least let me feel your melons madam. Please.
Purva : Sushhh Sami is here.

Pankaj : Oh he is just a child. And he pinched her nipple.
Purva : Uhsssh.
His left hand touched her left thigh and slowly his fingers started roaming towards her groin.
His fingers were tickling her and goosebumps were forming throughout her body.
Purva spoke in husky voice, please stop. Sami is here.
But his hand reached her pussy and he slided his finger through her pussy slit and slightly pinched her clit and at the same time his right hand pinched her right nipple.
Purva : Umm umm nooooo.
Pankaj and Purva both were looking at Sami. He was looking at the kingfisher waiting on a tree Branch near the lake water.
Suddenly the bird started flying and dive into the water and fetch a fish in his mouth and fly away.
Ssmi turned and shouted, look mamma the kingfisher catch a fish. Look look.
Pankaj promptly left Purva and jumped aside.
Purva : Yeah he he. I can see. But don't go too close to the water, Sami.
Pankaj: Baba come here I'll show you another thing.

He put his hand on Sami's shoulder and guided him deeper to the woods.
Purva again started following them.
After a while they reached a place where hundreds of butterflies were flying.
Sami become very happy. He jumped from pankaj's lap and started running behind the butterflies.
Purva : Don't go near the bushes Sami. There might be snakes.
But Sami didn't give attention to her words.
Pankaj stood behind Purva. And again started playing with her pussy and boobs.
Purva was trying to push him away but there was no force in her trying.
Sami was busy catch butterflies.
Purva was moaning softly but in between shouting at Sami.
Uhh… Sami no…ummm…. Sami don't run so fast.. Oohh…Sami don't go closer to that bush…ummm.
Once Sami looked at them. Pankaj lifted his hand from her pussy and started tapping her boobs. And said, ah dust fall from the tree.
Sami again turned several times.
Pankaj made a trick. He came in front of Purva and then took his hands behind and started playing with her sex parts behind jis back.
Purva became very hot and her clit became so erected. Pankaj was mostly playing with that rock hard clit. Purva couldn't hold more and she started squirting.

And then she met her orgasm.
She closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Sami was running behind a butterfly and he reached very close to the lake. Purva pushed pankaj's hand and rushed to Sami.
She hold his shoulder and shouted, what are you doing. I told you not to come near the water. What would happened if you fall into the water?
Sami: Sorry mamma. But see how beautiful the water is. Mamma I want to swim into it.
Purva : Do you know swimming?
Sami: You held me and I'll swim.
Purva : No. Let's go home now and you can bath there under the shower.
Ssmi: No mamma, I want to swim. And he sat on the ground and started throwing his legs.
Purva knew that now she had to agree. Otherwise this naughty kid will not stop crying. And She was also wanting to swim naked into this lake.
Pankaj : Madam, don't worry the water is fresh. So don't worry.
Purva : I'm worrying because I don't have towel. And after bath I have to wipe the water from Sami's body.
Pankaj : Uh madam I can give my handkerchief. You can use these as a towel.
Purva : He he thanks. But wait. I've a new towel in the new clothes packet. Can you bring that towel from the van.
Pankaj: You start bathing. I'm coming back within a minute.

Purva disrobe Sami and the mother and the kid got down into the water. She didn't went deep. She played with Sami into the shallow water. Pankaj came and watching them he opened his phone out and started clicking pics of them.
Purva looked at him and shouted, remember don't put them on net or share them.
Pankaj: don't worry madam. It's just for myself. Trust me.
Sami and Purva was enjoying the bath and Purva was also playing with Sami like a small child. It seems two five year old kid playing into the pond.
After ten minutes, Pankaj called out, madam now we have to go now. Otherwise I'll be late in the college.
Purva : Oh Bhaiya just two minutes more.
Pankaj hopelessly sat by the water and waited for them to came out.
After two. Minutes he shouted again.
But the mom and son came out of the water after 5 more minutes. Purva wiped the water from Sami's body and she put the vest and the sweat pant on Sami and then they started heading towards the road.
Purva didn't wipe the water from her own body. The water was dripping from her hair and body.
Now pankaj was carrying her jogger shoes too. And Purva was walking making a trail of her wet foot mark.
But when they reached near the fencing Pankaj signaled her to stop.
Pankaj : Sushhhh. Madam stop. I am seeing another car and a a few men were getting down from the car.
Purva : Oh no. Now?
Pankaj : your clothes are in my pocket. Take them and wear them quickly.
Purva : awwww I have to wear clothes again. Dhat, disgusting.
Pankaj : I think they are government officials.
Purva : How do you know.

Pankaj: wear the clothes. There is a Scorpio with blue light on head.
Purva quickly wore her silky gym outfit. And waited for pankaj's instruction. Sami was lost in some thoughts and was playing with a forest flower. Suddenly he shouted mamma see a security officer jeep.
There was no security officer jeep. Sami was indicating towards the white Scorpio and he was thinking this as a security officer jeep.
Hearing his voice one man looked towards the woods and shouted, whose there?
He was wearing a black shuit and black boots and black sunglass. He was a personal bodyguard of the man who was sitting inside the car.
Another man was opening the bonnet. Maybe he was the driver.
The bodyguard again shouted, come out.
Pankaj slowly came out behind the trees with Sami on his lap and behind him Purva.
Bodyguard : who are you and what are you doing here.
Pankaj : Sir I'm a driver. I just came here with madam and the chota babu. Chota babu wanted to see hill, so.
Bodyguard : why is this woman is half naked?

Purva : hay I'm not naked. This is my gym outfit. And who are you to enquire about us?
They all crossed the fencing and came on the road.
Suddenly the tinted window glass started sliding down and a man peeped out.
He told ina very low but heavy voice, stop ahmed.
Purva heard the voice and looked at the man.
He was looking very familiar to her.
He wore a black sunglass and white kurta. Long orange bear on chin but no mustache.
The man was looking like a politician.
His gaze fall on Purva. And he become surprised. He shouted in joy, Purva you?
Purva again looked at him throughly and shouted, Khan Sahab you?

I will be Little busy for a few days. Hope you are enjoying the story. Though Im not a writer. And I'm trying to continue one of the most famous story in xossip. My English is poor, I'm not a writer. Even I've come so long with your support, help and love. Thanks Aurelius1982 Sir for giving us such a fantastic goddess like Purva.
Don't know where are you now. Hope you are well and soon we all can read your new story. God bless you SIR.
Also Thanks to Poorvika, Vista01, Mahmoodvale, Kavital, Partymaker_01, Praneeth_Purvi, Mahmooda, Slamdunk6662003 for your efforts to continue the story.
Thanks All.
Here is a story in my collection which was written by Aurelius1982 sir. He might be wrote the story before This story" Indian Wife Plays With Construction Guys"
Here the Protagonist name is "Sulekha"
The story name is " Shoking Flashback About Wife"
The story was incompleted. And then Sir wrote this legendary masterpiece.
Readers you should also read this story too.

Shocking Flashbacks About Wife
by aurelius1982

As I sat in the back of the car, going over the file for the meeting, I noticed yet again that the driver was looking at me carefully in the rearview mirror. I looked at the mirror, into his eyes, and he looked away at once, focusing on the road.

This had been happening for about for about ten minutes since he picked me up from outside the Bombay airport. I live in Bangalore, and was visiting Bombay for a meeting that day with some foreign honchos from my company's global headquarters. The company had booked an air-conditioned car to transport me from the airport to the hotel on Marine Drive where I was to attend the meeting and then fly back to Bangalore in the evening. Right from the moment that morning when I spotted him otuside the arrival gate, dressed in a white uniform holding a placard with my name on it, I realized that he had been looking at me with a confused look on his face. He politely took my bag, put it in the trunk, told me about the newspapers and magazines in the back seat, and then got in the driver's seat. All through he had been stealing glances at me. And then when he started driving, I realized he kept looking at me in the rearview mirror.

When he looked at me again, this time when we were stopped at a traffic light after the Mahim causeway, I could not help but say,

"Driver, why do you keep looking at me like that?"

He was startled at the question, looked away, and then said,

"Sorry, Sir, I keep getting this strong feeling that I know you from somewhere. And ever since I picked you up at the airport, I have been trying to figure out where we have met before."

"Okay." I said looking now at his face to see if it rang a bell. He was an old man, and maybe 20 or so years older than me, which would put him close to 70. He had a bald head with a few white hair. Nothing about him struck a note in my memory, "You don't really seem familiar to me though."

"Hmmm. Well, maybe it is my mistake. Do you come to Bombay a lot? And book a car from our company all the time?" he asked.

"No, I don't visit Bombay much at all in fact. This is just my third trip in the last twenty five years. Before that I lived in the city for a while." I proferred some information.

"My mistake then." the driver said and stopped talking. He also stopped looking at me.

The car travelled south slowly because of the heavy traffic. No matter how many roads they widened and how many flyovers they built, traffic in Bombay always moved at a snail's pace. I got back to reading the file and we were just entering Worli when my cell phone rang. I took it out of my pocket and saw the name of my wife Sulekha flashing on it.

"Hi Sulekha." I said. "Sorry, forgot to call after landing. Reached Bombay safely."

"Alright, Tarun, just called to make sure. Ready for the meeting?" my wife asked.

"As ready as can be. Going over the file one more time." I answered.

"Ok, I'll let you get back to it. Call me when the meeting is done and tell me all about it." she said and hung up.

I put the phone back in my pocket and got back to reading. It had barely been a minute when the driver said,

"Sir, when you lived in Bombay twenty five years ago, was it at Yari Road?"

His question surprised me. Maybe he did know me from somewhere.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I did." I said. "Do you know me from there?"

"You lived in the A wing of Janak apartments, on the 7th floor."

"Yes, I did." I answered, astonished that the man remembered such details from 25 years ago. "How do you know that?"

"Well Sir," he said and paused for a while and continued, "It was when I had just come to Bombay from my village and was working as a laborer on the construction of the B wing of your building."

When he said construction of B wing, suddenly a bunch of memories came flooding back to me vividly. Although I still did not recognize this man's face, now that I knew what he worked as back then, I realized, with acute embarrassment, why he knew me.

"Oh. So you were.... one of the laborers." I said, betraying my discomfort.

"Yes." he said, looked in the mirror at me and smiled. The traffic started moving rapidly and he concentrated on driving again. And I could not help but throw my mind back to those days, and the reason he still recognized me after all these years.

It was the summer of 1984 and Sulekha and I were enjoying newfound freedom. We had gotten married almost two years before, but I had just started working and did not have any savings, so we had to live with my parents in Delhi. My parents were nice to Sulekha and pleasant to live with, but we never got the kind of privacy that a newly married couple needs, except at night in our bedrooms. In two years though, I built up enough of a reputation at work for the company to transfer me to the then newly opened branch in Bombay. My beautiful wife Sulekha and I shifted to Bombay, excited at finally being able to get some privacy.

The company rented the flat at Yari Road for us, a comfortable one bedroom flat on the seventh floor with a view of the sea from the bedroom window. Needless to say, Sulekha and I, started humping all over the flat like bunnies whenever we got some free time. I was 25, she was 23, and our life was all about eating out, blowing my salary on shopping, roaming around Bombay and then having sex in our flat. Finally, after 2 years of an arranged marriage, we were feeling the thrill of being a newly married couple. It made us happy, and sometimes it made us brash.

One such instance of brashness is what must have made me so memorable for the driver. Like I said, the bedroom window gave us a view of the sea. But from the windows in the living room and the kitchen, the view was of steel rods, bricks, concrete and a lot of hubbub. The B wing of our building was under construction. When we moved in, they had just laid the foundation. So we fucked pretty much all over the house with the windows and curtains open, without worrying about who might see us. But the work progressed very rapidly, and within a few months, the slabs until the 9th floor were done and laborers started working on the walls and flooring. We had to exercise caution, closing windows and curtains before we got down to doing it.

One Sunday afternoon, my wife and I had just come back from shopping, and were both relaxing on the couch, trying to recover from the sapping Bombay humidity. Watching my wife sweat always turned me on. So in a few minutes, I was next to her, kissing her and fondling her all over. She pushed me away for a second and said breathlessly,

"The window."

I was too caught up in the moment to drag myself away from her writhing body. I craned my neck and looked out the window. The wall-less 7th floor of the B wing looked completely deserted. As I listened, I notied that the usual din of cement mixers and yelling laborers was missing. It was all silent.

"No need." I replied, kissing my wife even harder, "It's sunday so they have the day off. No one around."

"But still, why not.." she started saying, but by then, I had taken my dick out and inserted it in her mouth. Sulekha started sucking on it and soon forgot about the window as well. She sucked my dick for a few minutes and then I stripped her completely naked and went down on her for a few minutes. I fucked her tight pussy for a while on the couch and then, dragged her to the floor, where I always liked doing it.

I was on top of my wife, fucking her, my face over her shoulders, when she suddenly inhaled loudly.

"Did it hurt?" I asked out of concern.

"Noooooo" she said stretching out her reply into a moan

"Then?"

"There's a man walking around on the 8th floor of the other wing. A laborer." she said between my strokes.

"Really? Can he see us?" I asked, hoping that I would not have to stop because I was very close to cumming.

"He can if he looks down into our window, but so far he hasn't." she replied. Good, so I could keep going, finish off and then move to a spot out of his view. As I kept fucking her, for some reason a question popped into my head and I blurted it out,

"Would you like it if he saw?"

"Mmmmm...." was her ambiguous reply.

"Does it turn you on, the idea of a dirty laborer watching you get fucked by your husband?" I asked.

"A little bit." she answered in a high pitched voice.

And then I did something rash. I moved my left hand down to her boobs and pinched one nipple very hard. Sulekha let out a loud yelp in pain. A yelp that I am sure the man must have heard. I was still facing downwards, so could not see him. What I saw instead was Sulekha's face, an expression of horror as well as arousal on it, looking upwards. I followed her gaze and raised my head. And sure enough, there the laborer was, dressed in a knee-length lungi and a turn t-shirt, staring at us. Sulekha and I both looked at him for a couple of seconds. Then the both of us looked away. This was the first time I had had sex in front of any sort of an audience,and it turned me on so much, I started pumping her cunt with my semen right away. As I finished cumming, the two of us came to our senses, and scurried away from the window right away.

But that incident opened a sort of a door for us. We talked about it and admitted to each other that both of us were turned on. And we decided to do soemthing similar once in a while, without taking too many risks. After all, we didn't want to tease the laborers so much that they'd storm into our house. And they should not realize that we were flashing them on purpose. It had to seem like accidental exposure. If they knew we were planning it, they'd come over to our house too, and we didn't want that. We just wanted the thrill of someone watching, once in a while, as we had sex.

It took the laborers two months to finish the 7th and 8th floors. In those two months, Sulekha and I had sex in front of them 6 times. Each time, making it seem like we didn't realize we were being seen, or that we had forgotten to close the window, or the curtain had slid open by accident. But we could see them in strategically placed mirrors. So I knew that at least 4 different men had seen us, my wife and I, completely naked and having sex. A couple of time, more than one man would be together and they'd talk while they watched. Other times it was just one person. My wife had the best orgasms when they watched.

Then the floors finished, and our exhibitonism ended. I expressed a desire to try out some new stuff, like maybe expose her to someone on the beach or in the local trains, bur Sulekha always dismissed it as too risky. A few weeks later, we came to know she was pregnant, and that completely put an end to any experimentation. Now I was lucky to get regular sex from her in the bedroom even once a week. As the delivery date came closer, Sulekha went to her parents place in Delhi. I took a leave and went there too. And a few days after our first son was born, my company told me they were transferring me to the Bangalore office. Where Sulekha and I have lived since then.

All these memories from 1984 flashed in front of my eyes for a few seconds and then I was back in 2009.

"So you worked on the 7th and 8th floors of the B wing then? That's how you recognized me?" I asked the driver.
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