Please read the previous part here ( It’s My Life – 13 ). Now let’s continue
I stripped naked within seconds and hugged him tightly. I said “Please take me right now, I cannot live without this”. Rafiq disengaged and quietly went to pick up my clothes which were strewn all across the floor.
Holding my bra for me to wear it, he said “you are making a mistake Anita. Don’t do this out of desperation”. Without listening to a word of what he said I forcibly undressed him and took his flaccid cock in my mouth.
I looked up at him and said “this time I am doing out of own free will, take me when you have the chance before I change my mind Rafiq”. We engaged in two bouts of wild sex.
This time Rafiq did not lose his hardness between the back to back bouts. Even though he entered my butt after eating my pussy I made sure I had him fuck my pussy only today.
It felt like both of us were on fire and the sex we had was the only extinguisher which could put that fire out… when we lay resting and catching our breath, I said “don’t ever do this to me again Rafiq”.
He replied “see Anita, this is your life. You have to decide what you want to do with it”. I said “yes I have understood that very clearly now and this is what I want”.
He replied “I have to admit that I have enjoyed the best moments of my life with you only Anita. Even my wife never gave me so much satisfaction”.
I replied “yes Rafiq, same with me. You are the first man other than my husband with whom I have ever enjoyed so much”. Rafiq said “understand one thing Anita, such clandestine affairs don’t last very long no matter how much we try”.
I replied “yes I know and that is what I am worried about. I have figured I cannot live without you after all this”. He said “promise me that whenever that happens you will move on with your life without regrets or hard feelings”.
I replied “yes I promise I will try”. I began stroking his flacid cock now, I looked at him and asked “can we please do once again”? Rafiq got up and said “no Anita, I think you should go back home now”.
The tone of his voice sounded like he was really serious so I did not touch on the topic anymore. We cleaned and got dressed and I left from there. I sat in the cab heading home.
The drivers eyes lingered on my generously visible cleavage all the time. Then I thought after all IT’S MY LIFE and I have the right to do anything with it.
Especially to look and feel good for a start. I told the cabbie to take me to a mall instead. I went to a big mall which had a lot of upper market stores selling western clothes.
I browsed all the stores and then came back to a particular store which had the largest variety. A store assistant approached me while I was going thru the jeans section.
Her name was Priya, she was surely in her teens and very enthusiastic to be of help. She excitedly asked “so who are you shopping for maam”? Blood rushed to my face because of embarrassment, I was thinking how to tell her that I was here to shop for myself and that too while wearing a saree…