Pleasure out of pain watching wife Part 1

I have told you guys what I saw in my last episode. That my wife in a strange land fucking her officemate. I am still trying to come to terms with this encounter having witnessed with my own eyes. I just cannot comprehend why she let a stranger fuck her. My wife although is 48 looks younger like 38. She is a slim lady with beautiful breasts, very firm and circular with brown circles around the nipples.



Her breasts are firm when erect and stand horizontal. She has no fat belly but straight .Any male would love to see her breasts. Sometimes looking at her breasts gives me a hard on. We have been enjoying very good sex for the last 16 years of our marriage. However some one has poisoned her mind saying that I have been having some woman Back in Bangaladesh where I was working as an expat. She had been a bit crossed with me over this but without any basis and proof.

Although she did not know it was true that I have been spending time while in Sri Lanka with a young woman who kept companionship to ease my loneliness. But I loved my wife and family dearly and they were first to me always. However to cut a long story short I found my wife being fucked by one of her mates while she was on official visit to Mumbai. I went to Mumbai without informing her that I was coming, to see what she was up to.

She admired this young man who was almost 10 years younger apparently not married. Just for the sake of new readers he was good looking North Indian very fair and looked like a film star. My wife at home in Sweden had been watching Hindi Films from India. She gets them from an Indian Grocery shop. She started watching these films only after she started working with Indians on official business over email and skype.

She used to talk about this man Vicky a lot with me and I did not suspect. All happened after she visited Mumbai on work. I think Vicky got around her skilfully and she walked into the trap. Once walked in she had no way of turning back. This I say from what I saw over the next 6 days I was in Mumbai. My wife and her paramour Vicky after the first night together.

I thought would have been one of those extreme situations and would stop at that. But the following day I was tired due lack of sleep went back to the hotel to take a quick nap. I was up by three in the afternoon and gave my wife a call on her mobile from a phone booth. She thought I was calling from Bangladesh. I asked her how the things were and whether she was Ok. She promptly said that there were lots of work and sometimes she gets late even to go to the apartment.

I told her that she should be careful when going in the night since there could be people who will be after lonely women. She promptly said not to worry that the Indian office is looking after her well. I was curious to know who they were. She pretended and said there were women who work with her and sometimes they drop her home. I asked bluntly how Vicky was. She hesitated for a while and was silent for a few seconds and said he was ok and that he had been quite helpful in office.

Nothing more I felt like asking her how the last night fuck was. But kept my cool I did not want to let her know that I suspect something. I asked her whether she wanted me to come over to which she promptly said no. But go home to Sweden to look after the kids. I said I cannot go but will time it when she leaves for Sweden. She was breathing heavily when I spoke about Vicky. I could hear her heavy breathing.

After the call in the evening like the day before I got dressed like an Indian and once again went towards her apartment. I waited on the opposite side of the road till she came. As expected she came with Vicky and he dropped her and went. I thought nothing was going to happen and decided to go back to the hotel where I was staying. But on my way I was sight seeing and visited a few shops.

It was getting dark and started walking down the road when I saw Vickys Car with my wife inside. I immediately stopped a auto rickshaw and got the driver to follow. They went to a cinema close by to watch a Hindi movie. I followed them closely and they could not recognize me since I was like any other Indian. They bought balcony tickets in the last row and I managed to get a ticket myself about five seats away from theirs.

After they went inside I waited till the film started and went inside. There was no crowd in the theatre. I sat in my seat with my Cap. Vicky was seated towards me and she was after Vicky. The movie had started and they did nothing for a few minutes. I was watching them and not the movie. I saw the man putting his arm around her and pulling her closer to him. Then I saw my wife turning her head towards him and they started kissing.

While kissing he started feeling her breasts and took her left breast out her bra and moved his mouth to her breast. He kept sucking like a mad dog, making noises. She was moaning. I could hear her moaning over the sound of the film. After a while he moved his mouth to the other breast and I was wondering how he did that. She turned away looking at the screen for him to reach her breast. This went on for about half an hour.

After a while I saw her bending and unzipping his trouser. Then she took his 7” member in her mouth and was licking his member like a Popsicle. I clearly saw her licking his tip with her tongue and the bugger was moaning. She put her hand and was squeezing his balls, I was sure. The man was writhing in ecstasy by the blow job my wife was giving him. Just imagine how I was feeling.

Frankly I was angry once again but enjoying. After about fifteen minutes of sucking the man came and shot his cum all over my wife’s face and mouth. I saw her licking the cum from his cock and also wiping her face. She drank the rest of the cum. The man cleaned himself and kept embracing my wife for a while. She also was actively responding. By this time I had a strong erection and was rubbing my cock myself. But made sure not to cum.

After few minutes they both got up and were leaving half way through the movie. Quickly I also got up and followed them out. They got into his car and drove away. I followed them in a three Wheeler. They stopped half way at a take away joint probably to buy some food. I knew that they will go to her apartment after that. I did not bother to follow them but had dinner myself and quietly gave them time to settle before I went to her apartment compound.

As I went there the Chokidar who was there the previous night said something in Hindi and smiled. I did not know what he said. But am sure he either greeted me or said that madam sahib had come. I gave him some money and this time he escorted me to the back of the apartment. I saw the fan light was open and my entry to the apartment was all clear.