Incest/Taboo Those Four Nights

"You are very quiet, Annan. Is something wrong?" asked Jothi, turning to look at me.

I didn't answer her and kept my eyes on the road, as I drove towards the pasar malam (night market). We hadn't spoken a word during the entire journey. It began to rain and I switched on the wipers.

"Are you angry with me?" she tried again.

"No!" I replied abruptly, avoiding a motorcycle along the way. "Idiot!" I cursed the biker.

I was angry alright – with myself. I had woken up feeling guilty and had felt that way the whole day – really shitty. I couldn't face my mother-in-law in the morning when I had left for work. Work itself had gone well but my team knew I was in a lousy, non-communicative mood and did not raise too many objections to whatever I requested them to do.

I felt as if I had committed an unforgiveable sin and was annoyed with myself for having let my carnal desires overrule my head. How could I have been so stupid? How was I ever going to face Raja again without feeling guilty? How was I going to make love to Priya after this?

I had half a mind to stay in a hotel for the remaining nights but that would have meant more explanations (and lies) to Priya, Raja and everyone else. So I decided to act as if nothing had happened, as if last night was just a bad dream. And therein laid the problem – it wasn't a bad dream and I just couldn't get it out of my thoughts.

All day in the office I had conflicting thoughts – on one hand feeling utterly bad and guilty of a terrible sin to the whole family and on the other hand, realising that I had probably had the best mind-blowing sex ever with the most sexually alive female that I could have ever imagined. It was a vicious cycle of wanting, feeling good, then feeling bad and then not wanting, only for it to start all over again – if you know what I mean.

I left the office around 6:30pm, mind in turmoil and many questions popping up in my head. Reaching Raja's house, I was greeted by Jothi and the kids as I got out of the car – I avoided looking at her and just uttered a cold hello. I greeted my mother-in-law in the hall and then went to my room, to put my stuff away and change.

Before I could change however, mother-in-law came towards my room and asked me if I could take them to the clinic, as the little girl was coughing and wheezing badly. I obliged immediately, took her and both her grandchildren to the doctor. Jothi stayed back to prepare dinner. We returned from the doctors less than an hour later, with the usual, colourful concoction of medication in little plastic bottles.

During dinner later, Jothi asked me if I could take her to the pasar malam after we had finished with dinner, as she needed to get some provisions for the house. The market was some distance away and I did not want to be alone with Jothi, but again to be polite to my mother-in-law, I agreed. The kids wanted to follow as well, but as it was drizzling lightly, mother-in-law asked them to stay home. So there we were at 8:45pm, both of us sat in the car, on the way to the market.

"Please say something, Annan" begged Jothi, looking at me.

"What is there to say?" I responded coldly, finding a place to park close to the market.

Having parked the car, I switched off the engine. Jothi got out on her side, taking the umbrella with her. I got out on my side and locked the car. She was wearing a maroon Punjabi dress with matching black pants (salwar-kameez).

"You can share the umbrella with me" Jothi invited me politely.

"It's ok. I will wait here. Please be quick" I replied rather rudely, taking cover under the temporary plastic sheet of a fruit stall.

Her eyes looked away from me, hurt. She disappeared down the rows of stalls, looking for her provisions. Despite the unpleasant weather, there was a fairly large crowd at the market. I had been a few times to this market with Priya before. The rain had slowed down to a light drizzle again but I waited there at the fruit stall for her, my mind still disturbed and confused.

Some long minutes later, she appeared, walking towards where I was standing, carrying heavy plastic bags in both hands and struggling to hold the umbrella at the same time. I offered my hands to help her but she refused and carried the stuff all the way to the car, not saying a word, giving me a taste of what I was doing to her.

Once sat in the car, she looked straight ahead. I started the engine and moved the car away. It was around 9:45pm and the rain was getting heavier again. That road was usually congested and when it rained, it just got worse.

"I'm sorry" I said softly, trying to make amends, frustrated with the slow moving traffic. I felt like an idiot for being so cold, so hard towards Jothi and my conscience was pricking me.

Jothi was silent and I turned to look at her. Tears were dripping down her cheeks as she stared blankly ahead.

"Hey, please don't" I said softly, my hand moving to pat her knees, asking her not to cry. She moved her knee away.

"Please don't make me feel rotten, Jothi. I have been in turmoil the whole day, feeling so guilty" I tried to explain.

"How do you think I feel?" she asked, sobbing. "And, you are hurting me more by being so cold to me" she added.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend that. I am just so angry with myself for letting it happen. I should have been in control. I should not have succumbed to my bodily urges and needs" I tried to reason.

"Is that all it was for you, Annan? Bodily urges and needs?" she asked, annoyed, still sobbing and still staring blankly ahead. She wiped her tears away with her bare fingers.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it that way. Being older I should have not let it happen" I replied.

"And why not? Didn't you want me? Didn't you enjoy what you were doing? Or was it that I tempted you? I probably behaved like a cheap Thevadiya, didn't I?" she responded angrily and rather crudely (thevadiya = prostitute in Tamil).

"Jothi, stop it!" I shouted, pulling the car to the side suddenly and slamming on the brakes. The car behind me honked loudly, the driver presumably cursing me. I let the engine run on neutral and looked at her.

"Please don't make this hard for us, Jothi. Whatever happened last night, whether we wanted it or not, whether we enjoyed it or not, doesn't matter. This cannot and will not happen again" I said loudly, my voice stern.

Finally she turned to look at me, tears streaming down from her eyes. "I'm sorry to have teased, tempted and seduced you to commit this shameful act. I will rot in hell for that" she cursed herself, sobbing loudly now.

"Jothi, please don't say such things. And, please stop crying" I pleaded, my hand seeking hers. She didn't move her hand away.

We remained silent, my right hand clasping hers, our eyes staring into each others, as if taking a deep look into our inner selves. She had stopped sobbing but her tears were still obvious. I wiped away her tears with my other hand.

"Annan, please don't hate me" she said softly, her eyes begging me.

"How could I hate you, Jothi?" I replied, as my fingers gently caressed hers.

"Annan, I don't know why I have this desire for you. I cannot explain it. Before you, I have never wanted or desired any other man except my husband. I have never slept with any other man except my husband. Believe me please. I love my husband and my family very much. Nothing will ever change that" she poured her heart out.

"Jothi, it is the same feeling with me. After marriage, I have neither desired nor slept with any other woman except Priya. I love her very much and nothing will change that. But the pleasures, the feelings, the sensations that I experienced with you last night overwhelmed me. I am scared, very scared, where this would lead us to. That's why I am so angry, so confused" I explained to her.

"Do you understand?" I asked, still caressing her fingers.

"Yes, I do. I'm scared as well, scared of the consequences if anyone ever found out – it would destroy our family. But I too was totally overcome last night. I have never experienced such powerful feelings" she said.

Not wanting the conversation to go further in that direction, I said "Let's head home, it's getting late," releasing her hand, shifting the gear and moving the car back on the road. Traffic was rather heavy but at least it was moving.

"What are we going to do?" she asked, looking at me.

"I don't know. Nothing I guess. Just have to pretend that nothing happened and carry on with our own lives" I replied.

"Can you?" she asked.

"Yes, I think so – just have to keep your mind and willpower strong. Time will erase everything" I replied confidently. "Can you?" I asked.

"Do you want me to?" she responded.

"Yes, even if it means that you will have to hate me" I pleaded.

She didn't respond further and we remained silent till we reached home. I parked the car and helped carry the provisions inside. It was around 10:30pm and the kids were already asleep. Mother-in-law was up watching a Tamil movie – she indicated to Jothi that her son was sleeping in his own bed in the kids' room while her daughter was sleeping in the master bedroom. Jothi asked if she had taken her medicine which mother-in-law confirmed. Jothi went to check on both her kids and then headed for the kitchen to put away the provisions.

Having changed my clothes, I went to the bathroom to have a shower, after which I returned to my room wearing a towel. The cold shower did me good and I was looking forward to a peaceful sleep. As I changed into my sarong, I noticed that Jothi had already left a jug of cold water on the table in my room.

I put out my clothes for work the next day on the hanger and then stepped outside to wish mother-in-law good night. But it looked like she had already hit the sack - the hall was empty and her (mother-in-law's) room was locked. Someone was in the bathroom – I assumed it was Jothi.

It was just after 11pm when I got into bed, after closing the room door and switching off the light. Apart from the airy sounds of the ceiling fan, the house was quiet. I laid there staring into the darkness and trying not to let any thoughts disturb me. But try as I might to close my eyes to sleep, I couldn't – my mind was working overtime, reflecting on what had happened and the consequences thereof. I heard the faint sound of a door being closed and then another – Jothi must have finished her shower and gone to her room, I guessed.

I kept tossing and turning, but just could not sleep. I switched on the bed-side light and looked for something to read. I found an old Indian Movie News and flipped through the pages but I just could not concentrate. I put the magazine down and switched off the light. In the darkness, my mind went off on a rollercoaster ride again – debating between right and wrong.

How could I pretend that nothing had happened? How could I simply forget the torrid love we made? How could something so beautiful, so natural, so genuine, be so wrong?

My body shivered as I thought of the intensity of our love-making from the night before and I let my mind freely wander, no longer wanting to curtail it – from the divine treasures of her body, to her loving cries of pleasure, to her wanton desires, culminating in a virtuoso sexual performance, the likes of which I had never experienced before. We were made for each other, like the heavenly lovers Radha and Krishna, and we had both reached the pinnacle of our sexual pleasures, physically and mentally.

"GOD, HELP ME – I WANT HER" cried my whole body in unison.

My fingers untied my sarong and grasped my throbbing cock. The yearning need in my body, and mind, overcame every other rationale I might have had. Nothing else mattered – I wanted her, I needed her. I again threw caution to the wind – who cared about tomorrow when I had tonight. I got out of bed and opened my room door.

In the semi-darkness, I quietly tiptoed to the master bedroom, in my sarong, my cock fully erect, harder and larger than it ever had been. I tried the door - it opened and I let myself in, closing the door behind me without making a sound. Like a ghost, I slowly approached the king-sized bed, and then using my fingers to feel along the edge of the mattress, I moved towards the head of the bed, my eyes getting accustomed to the darkness.

I could see her head resting on a pillow, her hair spread out, but there was no movement or sound coming from the bed. "Was she asleep?" I wondered. I sat on the edge of the bed and touched her face. Her hand reached out to mine, our fingers interlocking.

"I want you, Jothi. I need you" I whispered unashamedly, pulling her hand to my hard cock. Her fingers clenched my prick over the sarong. I bent down and planted a kiss on her lips.

"I need you too, Annan. I have been awake, longing, wishing and waiting for you to come" she whispered. Her fingers left my cock and grasped my hand. She guided my hand under the blanket and placed it between her spread legs. She had no panties on and my cock jerked when my fingers came into contact with her hairy pussy. She guided my fingers over her slit – she was wet, very wet.

"My pussy has been crying for your love, Annan – see how wet she is" she whispered. Her fingers pressed my fingers tightly against her sopping twat as she used her other hand to pull away the blanket covering her.

I bent down to kiss her, my tongue sliding into her wanting mouth, while my fingers caressed her furry treasure. She unfastened my sarong and her fingers slid under to encircle my pulsing shaft. An audible hiss escaped her lips as her fingers squeezed my immense throbbing hardness.

She broke off my kiss and whispered "I need you inside me, Annan. Please.....I need your hard cock....now" she begged, prompting me to stand up and letting my sarong drop to the floor.

Jothi sat up on the bed, took a long bolster and some pillows and placed it between us and her little daughter who was at the other side of the king-sized bed – she was in deep sleep, sedated by the medication, hugging her small bolster, towards the wall facing away from us, unconscious to our physical presence.

Then Jothi pulled off her nightgown over her head, throwing it to the floor. She pulled me on top of her, spreading her legs and trapping me between her and then pleaded "Put your cock inside me and fuck me quickly. I am so hot for you. My pussy needs you now. Fuck me, Annan."

Her sexual urge was overpowering, her hunger evident – there was no need for slow, loving foreplay. Her fingers encircled my bulging prick and aimed it at her gaping, hairy cunt. She rubbed the mushroom head roughly against her moist lips and then placed the tip just inside her entrance.

"Shove it in and fuck me, please....fuck me...." she cried softly, her beautiful eyes visible in the semi-darkness of the room.

I leaned my weight forward and pushed downward, while she raised her hips and her legs went around my waist. We both grunted in sheer animal frenzy as my shaft sank easily into her boiling hot furnace – she was literally overflowing with her juices. My cock pierced her delicate tissues, filling her completely. I was buried to the hilt in her fabulous yoni, literally balls deep, and she gripped my ass tight and hard against her, not wanting to let me go.

"Yessss.....aaaaahhhhhh...fuck me.....fuck me hard" she groaned, as I started to slowly slide my burning rod in and out of her hungry cunt, trying to find a tempo.

Just like the first night, I was amazed by the powerful sensations as my cock penetrated her heavenly cunt. It sent shivers through my whole body and my cock revelled in the fullness of her tight, hot snatch, as her melting honey-pot surrounded and clasped my prick, like a tight sheath, her muscles already milking me, with powerful contractions.

All guilty feelings seemed to have disappeared as I bent forward, rested my elbows on either side of her shoulders and kissed her, full of passion, sliding my tongue into her demanding mouth. We tongue-kissed and explored, toying with each other, tongues pushing and sucking alternately in each other's mouths, muffling our primal sounds.

Her hands left my bums and snaked around my neck, pulling me tighter to her, forcing my tongue even deeper into her mouth. Her legs wrapped around my waist, locking me against her, while her heels prodded my ass to pound her mercilessly.

She broke off our mouth-fuck and licked my ear, her tongue trying to spear my ear cavity, while I licked down the side of her neck towards her magnificent breasts. Finding her fat, hard nipples, I sucked on them hungrily one after another, slobbering over them like a starving newborn baby, coating her mounds with my saliva.

"Aaaaahhh...mmmmm.....yesssss" she whimpered in pleasure, as I buried my face in her saliva-coated cleavage, while I thrust in and out of her love hole in a steady rhythm.

She hugged me to her body and we moved together in unison, in a heavenly dance of love, a deliberately urgent and steady pace, matching our wants and needs. I was overwhelmed by the surreal feeling – how good she felt, so tight and warm. It seemed like every muscle in her body had concentrated deep inside her pussy, gripping my cock like a velvet glove, lovingly squeezing every inch of it.

Our heavy breathing and muffled grunts filled the room and the mattress rocked gently beneath our gyrating bodies. But despite our animalistic urges and lust, we were consciously aware of our surroundings – her little angel was asleep at the far side of the bed - and we tried to control our movements and noises.

Jothi kissed me tenderly again and again, my eyes, my face, my cheeks, in a shameless show of love, as I slammed her with my hard-as-steel prick, driving in and out of her hungry twat, in strong deep thrusts. She squeezed her powerful pussy muscles around my shaft and started grinding her hips harder into mine.

"God, I love your pussy....you're so fucking hot" I whispered into her ear, ramming my power rod deep up her soaking tunnel and feeling my balls slap hard against her ass.

Her legs tightened their grip around me as I drove deep into her pussy once again and she jerked her hips back, slamming herself upwards against me to meet my thrusts. She started to really fuck me now from underneath, working her hips up and down, back and forth. I propped myself up on my palms, lifted my torso away from her, stopped my movements and let her fuck me incessantly from underneath. The only movement from me was the twitching of my cock deep inside her womb.

The sensations were mind-blowing – pins and needles originating from deep within her temple of love and stabbing all over my body. She was a fuck machine par excellence – the Goddess herself. She whimpered and moaned rhythmically as she thrust herself up, again and again, sliding her tight wet pussy over my pulsating meat, contracting her muscles in a tight grip, as if servicing and stroking my tool with her fingers.

I resumed my thrusts again, after a few minutes of letting her do all the work and we urged each other with our movements – my power thrust down and her equally powerful push up, culminating in a magical squeeze of my lingam by her yoni, deep inside her body. The wet, clapping sound of our bodies uniting in the act of love, our animal grunts and heavy breathing serenaded the power of our lust and filled the otherwise silent room.

"Unnnnnhhh... yessss, it's wonderful.....sooooo....nice, sooooo....niiiiiiicce, Annan. I love your cock inside me. Keep fucking me like that......yesssssss.....keep it there forever" she moaned and urged me on.

Oblivious to the world around us, we began to thrust at each other in an intensified fervour as the pleasure overtook us. With my hands propping my torso up, I started to pump harder and faster, like a pile-driver in rapid strokes, bucking my hips back and forth. She matched my tempo defiantly, bucking her frame underneath me. Her wanton cunt gripped my cock like a vice, squeezing and milking the meat – the force of her muscles were so strong it bordered on sweet pain.

"Unnhhh....unnhhh....unnhhh.....yessssss....fuck me like that, Annan. Don't stop! Don't stop! Yes...yes....yes" she screamed, as I started to ram in and out of her fiery hole.

Concerned that we might just get too loud, I bent down to cover her mouth with mine, without losing a stroke. Her arms went around my waist pulling me hard against her each time my prick thrust into her, her nails digging into my flesh, urging me to satisfy her needs.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.....my darling......." she murmured in the throes of pleasure, her pussy now leaking her melting honey and emitting squishing noises.

I started pumping in and out of her like a machine, pulling out almost all the way and then ramming my cock hard and deep inside her. In and out; in and out; in a nonstop movement; building to a crescendo; getting closer to my release.

Her little daughter suddenly stirred in her sleep and coughed a few times. Consciously Jothi reached out to her with her left hand and patted her head, trying to urge the little child back to sleep while she continued to thrust herself up against me.

"Sleep sweetheart...Amma's here" she whispered softly to her little angel, rubbing her chest and then stroking her hair.

I slowed down my movement for some seconds to let her focus on her daughter, scared that we might wake her up if we kept at the ferocious and relentless speed. I unwound her legs from around my waist and rested my torso on the mattress to Jothi's right, my throbbing prick still embedded deep inside her cunt. And, she was still squeezing me steadily with her fantastic pussy, milking me and keeping me twitching in pleasure.

Jothi caressed my head apologetically with her other hand, while she cared her daughter back to sleep. My right hand touched her face lovingly, telling her that it didn't matter and assuring her that I was still with her. I gently rocked my cock inside her pussy, feeling her abundant pussy juice drip out, wetting my balls. My hand slid between our joined groins, touching her hairy curls and stroking her clit, eliciting a guttural moan from Jothi.

Some minutes later, sure that her child was back in deep slumber, Jothi pulled me back on top of her. She lifted her legs and spread them wide. I rested my knees on the mattress, in between her legs, and placed both my hands underneath her bums, cupping her magnificent ass and lifting her up hard against me.

No words were spoken, no guilty conscience – we both knew what we wanted and we went at it. Like two animals in heat, we made love to each other, fucking each other with urgent desire. There was no need for further prolongation – we needed to reach our Nirvana.

I picked up speed and my thrusting became more urgent and desperate. I rammed into this goddess's pussy, worshipping and pleasuring her yoni with my lingam, and she responded enthusiastically, her hips rising up to meet my thrusts, her legs flailing in the air. My fingers clawed into her fleshy ass, prodding her to push back hard against me whenever I drove down into her. Her divine pussy seemed to have ignited and a generous amount of her love nectar was oozing out of her temple, making our motions wonderfully lubricated.

"Unnnhhh....unnnhhh....unnnhhh" we moaned in unison, as we thrust our groins against each other, racing towards our climax, no longer needing to hold back.

I rammed into her like a prized stallion now, drilling my blood engorged cock hard and deep inside her quivering cunt. And she, like a mare in heat bucked upwards to meet her stallion's ramrod. Her body gyrated back and forth underneath me as I hammered away, our breathing clearly faster and heavier.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she urged me on, her wanton urgency to explode evident.

My hands left her bums and held her ankles. I moved my body forwards and pushed her legs back towards her. Dangling her legs over my shoulders, I leaned forward towards her face. In that position I was driving my cock down almost vertically into her sopping love chute, her bums raised upwards to meet my pile-driver thrusts. I was on the verge of a mighty explosion and felt the familiar tingling sensation in my balls.

"Oh Goddddd.....yessss....unnnhhhhh.....yesss...you're so deep....so deeeeep inside me. Harder Annan....harder.....I'm so close.....aaaaahhhhhh" she whimpered, squirming wildly underneath me and tightened her cunt around me, her powerful muscles milking me.

We were both moaning and grunting non-stop now, racing to our orgasms. Aware that our decibels were on the rise, my fingers grazed her mouth gently and she sucked on my fingers, muffling her sounds as we humped away like animals. I kissed, bit and licked the flesh of her legs, alternating between both, trying to muffle my pleasure cries on her flesh.

Her sucking of my fingers became frantic as was the force of her cunt muscles – rapid but powerful squeezes milked my throbbing cock. She bit the flesh on the Venus mount of my palm, trying to stifle her cry as her body stiffened and her pussy tightened like a vice around my cock.

"Annan...Annan........now....now.....YES....nowwwwwwwwww.....unnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh" she cried into my palm, her teeth biting into my flesh.

I increased the speed and power of my pounding, my cock throbbing and pulsing with high octane, threatening to unleash a torrent of lava inside this magnificent female specimen. My balls played an obscene tune against her soaking cunt.

Her body jerked and shuddered underneath me as a powerful explosion rocked her. Her legs shook and shivered on my shoulders as I held her through her climax.

"My darling........ YESSSSSSSSSSSS.... AAAHHHHHHHH..." she groaned into my palm, her pussy flooding my cock with a copious flow of her juices.

"So gooood....soooooo goooood....YESSS" she kept moaning non-stop into my hand, her pussy contracting spasmodically, urging me to douse her fire.

Jothi's pussy muscles worked in overdrive, urging my cock to explode, with rapid wave-like contractions, while she squealed and shuddered, riding the waves of her orgasmic bliss. Her legs trembled in pleasure on my shoulders and I held her firmly, ramming my meat into her depths.

Kissing my palm and then licking it with her tongue, she said to me in gasps, "Give it to me, Annan. Shoot me...shoot me full of your hot cum! I want you to cum in my pussy now!" She tightened the muscles of her cunt around me, squealing as her own orgasm rocked into her body again and again.

Using all the strength of my hips, I thrust into this magnificent female body as hard as I could, showing no mercy to her. I was on fire, overcome with the sheer lust and pleasure of what I was doing to this woman - she was the best fuck I had ever had.

I felt all my energy rising out of my balls and up through my expanded rod, ready to be launched. I slammed downwards powerfully one more time, wanting to lodge my fuck rod deep inside her womb, as far as it would go. Her body convulsed as my engorged cock head hit the entrance of her womb and then I erupted.

"Unnnnhhhh......Jothiiiiii....YESSSSSS.....cummmmiiiiiiiiiing" I cried, burying my head into her neck to stifle my cry of pleasure, just as the first rush of taboo cream fired out of my jerking cock like a missile, shooting straight into her womb.

The force of that first spurt was so powerful that my body recoiled and her body shuddered, as it hit the back of her womb.

"YESSSS....my darling.....aaaaahhhh.....I feel you......YESSSSSS...aaahhh" she cried and her body shook.

I was like a maniac now and fucked like a man possessed, ramming into her so fast and hard, spurting stream after stream of my semen into her hungry cunt. I cried with pain and pleasure as my orgasmic sensations eclipsed any guilt feeling I had, while my cock jerked and pulsed repeatedly, filling her body with my almost-incestuous love cream.

"YESSSS....fill me.....fill me with your love....aaaahhhhhh" she howled, as her head pitched from side to side and her body trembled beneath me.

She had reached her orgasmic heights again and her legs shivered as her cunt released a gush of love, wetting our entwined bodies. Her cunt milked me as if sucking all my life out of me through my cock and my body shuddered from the incredible sensations vibrating all over within me.

We held each other hard, our faces side by side, grunting and moaning in each others ears, sharing the pleasure, while our groins continued to slowly thrust against each other, not wanting our orgasms to end. Deep inside her love tunnel, her pussy was still talking to my cock – squeezing it as my deflating hardness twitched.

We lay in each other's arms for what seemed to be an eternity, relishing our heavenly union and letting our spasms subside. As our heartbeats and breathing returned to normal, I kissed her lovingly on her lips and slowly took my weight off her, letting her legs down. My deflated meat slipped out of her hairy hole and our love juices oozed out. Unashamedly, I moved down the bed, bent down and kissed her soiled, wet pussy, worshipping it.

"You are special" I whispered to her, before standing up on the floor.

"So are you, Annan" she responded, she too standing up now. Her hand cupped my wet cock and balls.

She bent down to pick up my sarong and her nightdress from the floor, planting a kiss on my prick in the process. "Thank you my darling" she whispered to my lingam.

Handing my sarong to me, she said "You better get some sleep, Annan. It's late." She pulled on her nightdress.

I wore my sarong and then hugged her to me. "Thanks" I whispered and then kissed her.

"Do you still feel guilty now?" she asked softly.

"A little but definitely no regrets" I replied and then repeated the question to her.

"The same as you and I will relish what we did forever and ever. I have never experienced such feelings of love and pleasure" she answered.

I kissed her again and wished her good night and slipped back silently to my room. The time was almost 1:00am. I felt mentally and physically relaxed - no guilty thoughts and confident that I would manage this. I plopped down on the bed and after giving some thoughts to the events of the past two nights, I soon dozed off to a deep sleep.

The next morning (Wednesday), the alarm woke me up around 7:00am. Lying in bed, I thought on what had happened between us and then my mind went on overdrive again, wondering how we both were going to manage this episode in our lives. It was going to be difficult to keep our feelings and emotions, be it love or lust, to ourselves. But control we must, I told myself. No one should ever know.

I got out of bed, tied my sarong and stepped out of the room. No one was around but Jothi had left a big mug of coffee for me on the dining table. Finishing the coffee, I headed first to the toilet and then later to the bathroom. After a long refreshing shower, I got ready for work.

Mother-in-law had prepared some thosai (pancake) and tomato chutney for breakfast. I wished her and sat down at the table while Jothi served me the freshly-made thosai. I asked them to join me but they both said that they had already had theirs.

I looked at Jothi and asked her if the kids were already at school, to which she nodded a smiling yes. Despite the late night, she looked sparkling – a beautiful glow in her eyes. She was wearing a pink t-shirt and black slacks, her hair tied into a bun at the back. I pulled my eyes away from her, not wanting to be caught by my mother-in-law.

"I will be having dinner outside tonight, with my team. It is the last night of our assignment and it is usual for me as the boss to invite the team out for dinner" I told my mother-in-law, relishing the deliciously fine thosai she had made.

"Yes, that's alright Thambi" she replied. She always called me Thambi, never by my name (Thambi actually means younger brother, but is also used by much older persons on younger males).

"Mmmm...the chutney is excellent, Athai" I complimented my mother-in-law (Athai is used for mother-in-law or aunty).

"Actually, Jothi made it" said my mother-in-law, looking in Jothi's direction. I smiled at them both in appreciation.

"What time will you be back, Annan?" Jothi asked.

"Should be home by ten, but cannot tell for sure" I replied. I had finished with my breakfast and had got up to wash my hand.

"It's alright if you are late" Jothi assured me, handing me a kitchen towel to dry my hand. Our eyes met and exchanged thoughts.

At that instant, the phone rang and Jothi went to pick it up. I followed her to the hall and sat down to put on my shoes. It was Raja on the phone, telling Jothi his location and his further trips. He asked about the kids, mother-in-law and me and Jothi happily gave him a run-down.

Then she handed the phone to me, indicating that Raja wanted to have a word with me.

"Hello" I said into the phone, apprehensively.

"Hello Machaan" he replied (Machaan = brother-in-law). We called each other Machaan by our own choice rather than using our names. We had a special bond to each other.

After chatting with Raja for a while about this and that, I handed the phone back to Jothi and then got ready to leave for work. Strangely somehow, I felt better after talking with Raja.

"See you all later" I said to mother-in-law and Jothi and got into the car, before driving away.

I was much at ease with myself that day though there was still a slight tinge of guilt about cheating on Priya and Raja. But this was easily offset by the beautiful experience with Jothi over the past two nights – it was a pleasure worth dying for. We were both consenting adults and if we both could manage it secretly and carefully – not let it ruin our own family lives – then why refuse ourselves, body and mind, the special loving energy which we both generated together.

The day went along smoothly at work and we wrapped up around 7:00pm. The team decided to go for some seafood dinner and someone recommended a pretty good restaurant some distance away. We drove in two cars. We got to the crowded restaurant, found a table and then ordered the food according to the recommendations of the restaurant owner, including a clay-pot fish speciality of the restaurant. We also ordered some cold beer as well as Chinese tea to go with the food.

We occupied ourselves with work-related conversation while waiting for the food, exchanging our findings and thoughts, sometimes with a touch of humour. The beer was also flowing quite freely although I limited myself to a single mug. The food soon started arriving and we heartily enjoyed the delicious dishes. The clay-pot curry fish was really something and I told myself that I would bring my family there on our next trip up north. It really was worth the drive as the food was simply excellent.

We finished around 9:30pm and I drove some of them back to the hotel before heading back to my brother-in-law's house. The main gate was locked but there was light in the hall. I rang the bell and almost immediately, the main door opened and Jothi came out smiling, to unlock the gate. I drove in and parked the car in the porch while Jothi made sure the gate was locked again behind me.

I got out of the car and wished her before taking my briefcase out and then locking the car. I took off my shoes and went into the house followed by Jothi.

"Are the kids asleep? How is her cough today?" I asked, referring to her daughter.

"Yes. Much better - she's fast asleep" Jothi replied and then asked inquisitively "How was your dinner, Annan?"

"Really good, really delicious seafood – we all must go there the next time we are up here. I will give you all a treat" I replied.

"Where's Athai?" I asked, walking towards my room.

"She just went to bed. She helped me prepare for tomorrow's breakfast – idi appam (string hoppers)" Jothi said with a smile. "She knows that you like it very much" she continued.

"Okay. I'm going for a nice shower" I said and stepped into my room to change before heading for the bathroom.

"I will bring a jug of water to your room. Would you like a hot drink too?" asked Jothi, walking towards the kitchen. She was wearing a loose, sleeveless housecoat which hung down below her knee.

"No, water is fine" I replied before stepping into the bathroom.

I brushed my teeth and then had a nice long shower, letting my body rejuvenate in the cold water, soaping and washing myself clean. As my fingers soaped my groin, my thoughts fell on Jothi. It would be my last night there with her and I let my mind wander, stirring my cock.

Jothi was indeed something special – a true love Goddess. Inadvertently, I began to compare her with Priya, as I scrubbed my hair with shampoo. Priya was also a very special woman, quite extra-ordinary in bed – adventurous and a full-blooded female. But there was something delightfully different about Jothi. I quickly brushed aside the comparisons and finished with my shower.

Having dried myself, I tied the towel around me, and stepped out of the bathroom, heading towards my room. Jothi was ironing some clothes near the dining area and looked up. Her sleeveless dress did little to hide her hairy armpits – my cock twitched visibly under the towel.

"Are you finished, Annan?" she asked, smiling as she watched where my eyes were, and not missing the movement under my towel, she said "I need a quick shower too" and then picked up her towel and headed to the bathroom.

In my room, I dried my hair before wearing a sarong – the late FM-show was on the radio. I put out my clothes for work the next day and then drank a glass of water. It was around 10:30pm. I left my door unlocked, switched off the main room light and got into bed. I switched on the bed-side light and lowered the volume of the radio – beautiful songs from Air Supply were being featured.

I waited for Jothi. I knew she would come to me. My thoughts fell on the love we had shared over the past two nights – the sheer intensity of the pleasure, the sensations that my body and mind had experienced, our powerful explosions, individually and jointly. I wanted her and lusted for her, not having any more inhibitions about the right or wrong of the relationship. I wanted to make love to her again and again – I wanted to pleasure her and be pleasured by her; over and over. My cock rose wickedly in anticipation, tenting my sarong – my eyes glued to the door.

At long last the door opened and Jothi stepped into the room, silently closing the door behind her. Her hair was tied in a bun and she was wrapped in nothing but her bath towel, tied just above her bountiful boobs and coming down midway to her meaty thighs. Her eyes met mine - she knew I would be waiting for her. She smiled seductively, looking at the tent in my sarong, as she approached my bed. She sat at the edge, touching my face with her right hand. Her touch sent an electric shock straight to my throbbing pole.

"Are we doing something terribly wrong, Annan?" she asked, her eyes begging for an answer.

"I don't know, Jothi. All I know is that I just feel so happy, so comfortable with you" I replied, my hand clasping hers.

"I don't care if it is wrong Annan, I want you. This is for me, this is between me and you only, in our own world – nobody needs to know" she said and then bent down to plant a kiss on my open lips – she tasted of fresh mint.​