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Forbidden Game Of Pleasure

I was driving back from the airport after seeing off my husband, who was off on tour for 10 days. As I drove through very light morning traffic, I was thinking of the unusual happenings of last few days.

I am a housewife, happily (?) married for 20 years and mother of a 18 year old daughter. At 39, I still have a lot of sexual urge, though my husband, who is otherwise loving & caring, is not much bothered about it. We had a very active sex life for first couple of years after marriage. After some slow down in pace during the birth of my daughter, it picked up again. But as he rose up the corporate ladder, he started coming back very late and very exhausted. Sex started becoming less frequent and lost its charm. Now he does have sex with me 3 to 4 times a month. But it's so colourless that my physical desire is hardly met.

I have kept my weight under control (though I am a bit heavy at right places) and my skin has retained the youthful lustre. Even now I do attract admiring (and lustful) looks from men. But never even thought of taking advantage. As a result of my conservative & orthodox upbringing I was totally against enjoying sex outside marriage.

I have a group of close friends, all married, with whom I am in regular touch. One of the common interests all of us share is sex and we share all our secrets. Most of my friends lead sexually starved life. A few of them indulge in lesbian sex between themselves and that keeps them happy. A few have clandestine affairs with younger men. But both options were so long 'no, no' to me. I was reconciled to the idea that I have to take care of my own physical desire on my own. But now I am in a situation, when physical desires got better of my social inhibitions and I am in the process of seducing a 18 year old boy. Last week, Raja, son of my husband's friend, came to stay with us for a couple of weeks. Since we have only a girl baby, I am not used to having a young guy around at home. Though the boy is very decent, initially I felt that his presence was disturbing our family privacy. When a grown up man stays with you as guest, he is out most of the day and whenever he is in; he is either in the guestroom or in the living room. We have an attached bath with the guestroom. So, there is no scope for the male guest to come into our private areas. But Raja, being a young boy, was all the time hanging around with my daughter & me.

At home, my daughter normally wears shorts or short skirts with sleeveless T-shirts or such other dresses (I encourage her not to wear bra at home) which expose her body a lot. Though during daytime I wear sari at home, I prefer not to wear bra. I rarely shave my armpit, but often wear sleeveless blouse at home. At times, particularly before bath, I am without blouse & petticoat and wear just the sari on my naked body. In the evening, well before dinner I change into a flimsy nightie, usually short & sleeveless, without anything underneath. Since my hubby is the only man around, we feel no uneasiness. Raja's presence around us made me feel rather shy and embarrassed. My daughter, I felt, was also feeling the same way but we could not talk about it. Neither could we could we change the way we dressed.

Raja is a very friendly guy and both of us liked him. But after all he is a young boy and obviously he has the natural sexual desires. Within a day or two after he came, I started feeling apprehensive that my daughter may be too much of an attraction for him. I, therefore, wanted to send away my daughter and handle the young boy myself appropriately, without hurting his feelings. Fortunately, her friends from college were going on an excursion and I took this opportunity to send her away for two weeks.

After my daughter was gone Raja is all the time with me and has become more and more close. He is very intelligent and can talk on any subject with older people. As I spent more and more time with him, I became quite fond of him and to my utter dismay I realised that I am feeling greedy about his young body. He is a tall guy, about 6 feet, and though quite lean has broad shoulders and strong limbs. His chest is nicely hairy and that is a big attraction for me. One day, I went to his room early in the morning to pick up something. He was fast asleep had only his shorts on. His strong physique looked very inviting. He had a strong hard on and his shorts looked like a tent. I was sure that the boy was well hung and my attraction for him grew.

As my attraction for him was growing by the day, I also noticed that he often looked at me in a special way. I felt that he was also becoming very fond of me. His decent behaviour and intelligent talks created a great impact on me. I started developing a feeling for him, which was certainly not motherly affection for a young guy. It is the feeling of a woman towards a man, whom she admires. I started touching him to show my affection and he responded rather sharply. One day, I found an excuse to embrace him and kissed him on his forehead. He responded by kissing me back on my cheeks and I felt passion was showing on his lips.

On quite a few occasions, Raja lied down with me in my bed and was physically too close. His attraction for me became evident as he put his arms around my waist & hips and rested his head on my breasts. It was quite obvious that he & I were attracted to each other, both emotionally and physically. But before I took a plunge I wanted to make sure that this handsome guy really had an attraction towards a woman like me, who could be easily his mother. I had some romantic ideas in my mind and started working on him.

I am very fond of watching movies. But my hubby has no time to accompany me to movie halls and I usually go with my friends. I thought Raja would be a great company for watching movies and one afternoon he & I went to a movie. Though I drive our car myself for my personal use, Raja offered to drive as he just got his licence. He assured me he can drive well and his parents allow him to drive. I thought it was a good idea to be driven by a man I admire and was happy to sit by his side. As I watched him driving, I was enamoured at his manliness adorned by jeans and open neck red t-shirt. As we got down in front of the movie hall, I held his hand and felt very proud. A few young girls looked at us and I wondered what they thought. I felt thrilled like a young woman going out with her boyfriend for the first time.

We were seated in the last row in the upper floor. The spectators were mostly youngsters and they were in the ground floor, where the tickets are cheaper.The upper floor was almost deserted. It was an English movie with a young heroine, who fell in love with her middle aged professor. When they kissed for the first time, I couldn't help holding Raja's hand. I felt wonderful as he softly pressed my hand and slowly brought it up to his lips. I was totally enchanted as he touched the tips of my fingers with his tongue. A little later, I kissed his hand softly to let him know that I loved what he did. I wasn't sure how much of my emotions could be shown and gradually disengaged my hand.

As the romantic scenes continued one after the other, I held his arm and placed it around my waist. I felt so very secured at his strong arms. After a while I realised I was completely moist with love, so much so that juices of my love was dripping down my thighs. Then there was this scene in which the girl and the man were swimming naked and both their backs were shown in full nude as they undressed and jumped into water. The scene became very exciting as they were kissing inside water. One could see the hint of the girl's breast, with the man's hand on it. For me, the girl scratching the man's hairy chest was most exciting. At this point of time, Raja's hand firmly gripped my waist and I clutched his thigh with my nails dipping in his skin thorough his jeans. As the scene was over, both of us realised that we were emotionally & physically carried away too much and withdrew our hands.

As the movie was over, none us left our seats but for completely different reasons. I felt that my petticoat was wet and I was still dripping. I wanted to check if my sari got wet also. Raja was obviously had a big hard on and waited for it to subside. Finally after we came out, we both rushed to toilets. Inside the closed doors, I wiped my thighs and pussy with tissue and was relieved to see that wetness of my sari was not noticeable. As I came out Raja was waiting for me and his hardness had disappeared. I wondered if he jerked off or just had a pee.

As Raja drove the car I asked him how did he like the movie.

He said with a broad smile, "It is very romantic and touches one's heart. But I liked it more because you were with me. How did you like it?"

This was so much of a candid expression for his amorous feeling for me I was simply overwhelmed. I was in dilemma how I should respond. I was eager to express my tender feeling for him but was restrained, not by my social inhibitions but by the natural feminine shyness.

My answer guarded my emotional feeling, "The movie is wonderful, but one must have the right company to enjoy it fully."

As it was getting dark Raja asked me, "Would you like to stop for a while at the promenade by the side of the river? I am told it's very nice in the evening."

Though I was delighted at the idea, I played in the defensive and said, "That's a place where a young guy like you should take his girlfriend."

He said, "I don't know about girlfriends. But I am sure I will enjoy if you are with me."

As we parked by the riverside it was quite dark. We walked along the riverside and found an empty bench. As we sat there, Raja was very close to me and our bodies were in touch. He placed his arm around me in such a way that he touched my exposed waist. His hand didn't remain at one place and it moved over my hips and then softly touched the side of my boob.
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