Previous Part: House number #189 – Part 2
In the last part, you read how my encounter with my second client, Aditi, went. This is the continuation of the previous story.
“Raghav, it’s me, Naina,” were the words that came out of the phone. I was a bit surprised when she called my number.
Me: Naina, oh, how are you?
Naina: Doing fine. What about you?
Me: I’m fine too.
Naina: Listen, is there a chance I could hire you this weekend?
Me: Maybe. I’ll let you know after speaking to Rani. What do you have in mind?
Naina: Nothing much. My husband is not around, and I also left my son with his grandparents for a few days, so I’m feeling lonely.
Me: You shouldn’t call other men when your husband and family are out. Are you a slut?
Naina: Oh my! I guess I should give the chance to my gardener then.
Me: Really? Well, nothing I can do about it if you want some old dick ramming your pussy.
Naina: Looks like you’re alone too. Listening to how bold your words are…
Me: I do. I am currently alone, lying naked on my bed.
Naina: Can I come over then?
Me: I don’t know. I don’t fuck women who like old dicks.
Naina: I can swear loyalty to you, but you’ll have to give something in return.
Me: What do you want?
Naina: Your hot cum inside my womb.
Me: My, my. What if your little request puts me in trouble?
Naina: No risk, no reward.
Me: Don’t you feel ashamed, seducing a young guy like this over a phone call?
Naina: That same young guy fucked my pussy for money.
Me: I was desperate.
Naina: I am too. So, come over this weekend. No condoms.
Me: Are you sure?
Naina: I will give double the money to Rani.
Me: Well, that’s a tempting offer.
Naina: See you around, my love.
Well, I had no idea that Naina was so bold. Maybe the idea of cheating on her husband was making her crazy. To be honest, I myself wanted to have a taste of slutty MILFs.
For the next few alternate days, I had sex with Aditi, and slowly I was getting better in bed. My dream of having consensual sex with married women was becoming a reality. Having sex with Aditi felt like freedom because her husband was never against it, but having sex with Naina was a different story.
The weekend arrived, and my time for meeting Naina too. Rani gave me her address, and I rode my bike to her place. She lived in a large apartment with her husband and her only son. I got off my bike and climbed the stairs towards her flat. The apartment was full of people, ranging from kids to old people. Every single one of them stared at me as if I was an alien. I walked and stood in front of her door. “Let’s do this,” I told myself.
I rang the bell, and the door opened. Behind that door was Naina. She smiled at me and called me inside.
Naina: It’s been a while since I saw you.
Me: Me too. So, what were you doing?
Naina: Oh, that. I was finishing my son’s project since I promised him.
Me: He could have done that himself.
Naina: Yes, but then he would have stayed with me here.
Me: Oh, then you did this for me.
Naina: My son isn’t a kid who would spend his holidays alone without doing anything.
Me: Should I help you?
Naina: You would?
Me: You did this for me, so I guess helping you should lower my burden.
Naina: Just do it if you want. I will complete it otherwise. You’ll have to wait until then.
I decided to help her complete the project, but doing so made us both covered in paint and sweat. I looked at Naina, who was working diligently on the project. I noticed her hair fell in front of her eyes while working, and also the deep cleavage whenever she bent down. I immediately put her hair behind her ears.
Naina: Let me concentrate. Whenever you touch me, I get distracted.
Me: I guess. I have had enough. I can’t focus anymore if you look at me like that.
I said while running my paint-covered finger from her neck to her cleavage. “Not further, Raghav, my dress will be ruined,” she screamed, pushing my hand away from her.
Naina: Fine. Let’s do this. I don’t care about the project. We will do it after sex.
Me: Fine.
I started unbuttoning my shirt as Naina looked at me with her hungry eyes. “Were you this handsome? I will be calling you in formals from next time,” she complimented.
Me: Well, I do like wearing formals.
Naina: Yeah. It suits you. You look distinguished.
Me: Do I remind you of your husband?
Naina: Yes, but in a better way. Can you act like my husband for today?
Me: Act?
Naina: Imagine me as your wife. I know I am a little old to play house, but thinking of you as my husband is making me feel hot.
Me: Okay. So, what do you want?
Naina: Just a usual husband-wife relationship.
Me: Fine. It’s almost afternoon. Did you have lunch?
Naina: No. I didn’t even have breakfast. I was busy with house chores.
Me: It’s bad for your health. Go get freshened up while I make something for us.
Naina: Really? You’re not acting; do you?
Me: You only asked me to play a husband role.
Naina: I didn’t assume you’d do so well. Okay, I will immediately go and take a bath.
While she had a bath, I pulled out a few ingredients from the refrigerator and started cutting the vegetables. My work was almost over when Naina hugged me from behind.
Naina: I love fried rice.
Me: So, you know what I was going to make.
Naina: What do you think of me? I am a housewife; I can say the dish you’re making while looking at the ingredients.
Me: Want to help me then?
Naina (kissing on my cheek): Sure.
We worked together and made fried rice with some side dishes. We both took the food to the table.
Naina: This is really good. You would be a great husband.
Me: Thanks, but I don’t plan to get married.
Naina: Why?
Me: I don’t want to. I like living alone.
Naina: I wish I was around your age since I will get older faster than you.
Me: Don’t think about that now. Enjoy your present.
Naina: You know that’s the thing which makes me like you even more. That maturity at such a young age. When I was 24, I was thinking about marrying and raising a family.
Me: Well, poor people mature faster.
Naina: Oh yeah. I heard about your family’s condition from Rani. Sorry.
Me: It’s okay. I wouldn’t be doing this if I had money.
Naina: I can help you pay back your loans. I have a lot of money. After all, I am the only child of my rich parents.
Me: Haha. It’s okay. I don’t plan to borrow money anymore. I will pay off my debts myself.
Naina: You know, I feel bad now. The food and the person in front of me are so good. Okay, let me hire you as my boyfriend for a lifetime. I will send money to Rani twice a year for you.
Me: Aren’t you late?
Naina: What do you mean? Don’t say some old hag bought you before me.
Me: She’s a bit younger than you, but I see no difference in beauty. Her name is Aditi.
Naina: Why? It sounds like I heard that name before. Anyway, I won’t lose to her. How about you cumming inside me every time we meet? No protection sex.
Me: That’s a bit risky.
Naina: Imagine me getting pregnant. My tits are filled with milk. I can feed you as much as you want.
Me: No. That doesn’t look good.
Naina: Why? Does my milk taste bad?
Me: I didn’t say that. I don’t want…
Naina: I understand. Having a baby at that age is surely burdensome. Also, I am not your own wife.
Me: Exactly.
Naina: Still, I will be taking risks. It’s time I give my 11-year-old son a sibling to play.
Me: What the fuck!
Naina: Just kidding. I should have met you a few years ago; then I would have been better. I will have to take pills for now.
Me: Do you know what my age would have been a few years ago?
Naina: Oops. I am sorry. Well, did you like MILFs back then?
Me: Yeah. I always dreamt of dating a MILF. Getting pampered.
Naina: Aww. You made me horny. How about I pamper your thick cock with my pussy?
Me: Don’t speak of sex while eating. I already feel full.
Naina: Don’t eat much. You’ll have to fuck me too. I haven’t hired you to eat and sleep.
Me: Fine. Anyway, aren’t you playing my wife?
Naina: Oops. Sorry, hubby.
Me: Eat fast, or I will punish you for being late.
Naina: Yes. Raghav, do you really come for sex?
Me: I don’t know. Rani said sex isn’t necessary. I need to follow the customer requests, that’s all.
Naina: Hmmm. So, how about having sex only when we need it? I don’t want to get used to that feeling.
Me: I am sorry if you don’t like sex. I am still a newbie in that.
Naina: No. Uh. Sex is good. Way better than I ever had in my life, but sometimes I feel like I am selling myself for sex.
Me: Don’t do it if you don’t want it.
Naina: Just that?
Me: I speak straight.
Naina: Let’s have sex then.
Me: Want to try something different?
After I told my plan to Naina, she hesitated a bit. In fact, I almost got slapped when I did that to her. To be precise, I told her about exhibitionism. If you don’t know what that means, then you should check on Google. I asked her for that in exchange for spending the night at her place. I put that condition because I knew Naina’s weakness.
Naina: I feel bad about it, Raghav. What if someone recognizes me?
Me: Let us choose a nice long dress first.
Naina: Ugh… I am so frustrated right now. An old lady like me.
Me: Yet you are blushing.
Naina: I am not blushing. My face became red due to anger.
Me: Okay, then let’s leave. Spend your night alone.
Naina: Fine! Wait…
After a few moments, Naina came out wearing a one-piece long skirt. I don’t know what that dress is called, but you can get an idea by searching it from Google. Anyway, for normal people, it was just a nice dress, but for me, it was just a thin cover for Naina because underneath her dress was nothing but her naked body.
Naina: It feels very strange. Every time the wind passes, my pussy tingles.
Me: You’re forgetting about your hard nipples.
Naina: That too. How long do I have to do this?
Me: Just one round inside the park will be enough.
Naina: Let’s do this.
It was just a normal walk for me, but for other people, Naina was a sexy showpiece during that evening. Every man in the park that day ogled Naina’s bouncing tits. Whenever she walked, her ass swayed left and right. Sometimes I told her to do a few squats, which made her dress stuck between her butt cheeks. At the end of the day, when it was getting darker, Naina grabbed my arm.
Naina: Raghav, I need to pee.
Me: Pee. But there isn’t any toilet around here.
Naina: The stunts you made me pull made me all wet, and now I need some relief.
Me: Oh, you want to relieve your stress. Let’s go there in the dark.
Naina: That isn’t dark enough. People might see us.
Me: I have an idea. Can you pee while standing?
Naina: You do have absurd ideas. Why would I pee while standing?
I whispered to her the idea. The immediate change of her face told me she was thinking about it. I grabbed her hand and took her to the side in the dark. I lifted her skirt slowly towards her waist and told her to pee. Just before she could pee, a group of elderly people came towards us.
Naina: Raghav…
Before she could speak anything, I kissed on her lips while spreading and groping her ass. The sensation was so good that I felt her leaking from her pussy. Yes, she peed in front of all those people. It was leaking slowly, so nobody heard it.
Old woman: The adults nowadays start kissing in public.
Old man: Modern people and hot blood, dear.
The other elderly people started laughing and walked away from her. I looked at Naina; she was breathing heavily, and I could also hear her heartbeat. I could see the anger in her eyes when she walked away from me.
Me: I am sorry. Can you stop, please?
Naina: Don’t talk to me. I feel very bad.
Me: At least they didn’t see your face.
Naina: They wouldn’t have seen us from the start if I refused to agree with your stupid ideas.
Me: Mrs. Naina! I am here together with you. I said I will save you if anything bad happened.
After hearing that, Naina finally stopped. She told me not to propose these types of ideas again to her and asked for an apology. I genuinely apologized to her for my mistake, and we both rode back to the house. She didn’t say anything after that. She even refused to have dinner and went back to her room. I decided to sleep on the couch and not to bother her further. But it was around midnight when I felt a hand over my shoulder while I was sleeping.
Me: Naina? Are you still awake?
Naina: Are you angry?
Me: No. Why would I be?
Naina: Why didn’t you sleep with me?
Me: It’s because I thought I would bother you more.
Naina: I acted like a kid. I followed your wish like a stupid girl, but it was different. It was like childhood when you get caught while pulling a prank. We both were wrong.
Me: Are you hungry?
Naina: You don’t think much, do you? Yes, I am hungry.
Me: I will cook something.
Naina: Can we eat fried rice again?
Me: Sure.
After eating, I followed Naina to her room and slept beside her. For a few minutes, we were apart from each other, but as time passed, we got eager for sex. We knew why we were there in the same room, and still, we were waiting for each other’s approval. When there was no sign, I broke my silence.
Me: Do you want to have sex?
Naina: I was wondering when you’d ask.
Me: You should have told me.
Naina: After what happened, you should be the one making up for it.
Me: Do you want to have sex, ma’am?
Naina: Yes, and no fancy positions. I am tired. Can I have simple and passionate sex?
Me: Sure. Where do you want me to be?
Naina: On top.
So, it was missionary position sex. Nothing much, I just fucked her slowly and passionately. She loosened and tightened her arms over my back with every thrust, and unbelievably, I did that for more than 10 minutes in that position.
Naina: Can you do it faster? I feel like cumming.
Me: Yes.
I then increased my pace and clapped her pussy aggressively. I felt her pussy squeezing my cock. I was so sensitive that I came inside her, and she squirted right after I came. I continued to lie down on top of her for a few minutes while we both caught our breaths.
Naina: I am feeling sleepy.
Me: Oh, sorry. You can sleep.
Naina gave me a warm smile and slept facing towards me. While looking at her face, I wondered if she really was a 36-year-old woman. Maybe because of her radiant skin and healthy figure, she looked younger. “I would be lucky if I married someone like her,” I wondered before drifting into sleep…
The next day, Rani scolded me for pulling such a prank and also for filling my schedule with only those two women. She was angry because she wanted to send me to someone closer to her.