” amaanaa, yen nee poonallaey potundudalaey”,(hey bro ! Why are you not wearing cross-belt)” illaeydee, cricket and exercise pannarachaey rhombh... inconvenient”( no dear,when I practice and play cricket it is inconvenient)The next day they had to go to some more temple visits, this time both nara and vaishnavi wore traditional madisaar(sari) and panchagajam (dhoti) , she with srichurnam(vertical sindoor) on her forehead and he wearing a typical thiruman of vadagalai iyengars. (forehead mark worn. When I mentioned being near him, he immediately suggested we get together for dinner and to catch up. The best time to meet him would be Thursday evening after I left my aunt’s home. I didn’t mention it to him, but I knew I could easily tell my husband that I would be staying an extra night with her. After the call, my mind wandered and I felt myself becoming aroused by the idea of sex with a man other than my husband. We had been married nearly eight years, and were together for two years. And lots of thanks to ShyVixen and Saga, who helped me in proofreading. To best understand the story, we suggest that you read the preceding part before reading this one, but this story may be enjoyed by its own as well. It was a radiant summer day, custom made for indulgence. I checked my calendar to make sure I had made no prior commitments. Once satisfied the day was indeed my own, I switched off my cell, packed up sunscreen, bikini, kindle, beach towel with some wine and cheese into my. Maine kaha mai akeli nahi jaungi. To usne bola kisi dost ke sath chali jao, maine kaha yaha mera koi acha dost bhi nahi hai. Tab sameer bole ruko mai rajiv se puchke batata hu. Rajiv unka karibi dost hai jisko mai ache se jaanti hu. Thodi der baat karne ke baad hamne phone cut kiya aur mai so gayi.Subah uthi to mobile mai msg tha, rajiv ne haa kaha tha shopping ke liye aur mere pati sameer ne mujhe uska number bheja tha. Mai uthke tayyar hui, breakfast kiya. Karib 11 baje the, mere phone pe.