Hi guys it Satya, I am enjoying, rather more than enjoying my Indian Holiday. I never knew India would be so much fun. Thanks a lot to all those responses to my stories. They are really great responses and once again thank you to all. On my Indian tour I visited Mysore, and also bought a T-shirt on Mysore saying this is Man’s Greatest Erection for a Woman. What creativity people posses.
Out of the many replies I got to my earlier stories one such mail was very intriguing indeed. This was form a lady who was looking to spice up her sex life and was looking at someone who could keep things a secret and what better than someone who is not from the same country leave the same city.
Her name was Swapna (I have changed her name upon her request and am also writing this story after her consent) and she belongs to the so called elite upper class society in Bangalore, of which I had only heard off never believed it in my whole life.
Anyway I exchanged a few mails with her and thought that she was a sensible and a well endowed and educated lady, was just looking for some extra fun in her life. We decided to hook up when I was in Bangalore. I was staying at one of the better known hotels in Bangalore, which made her comfortable and we decided to meet in the lobby of the same hotel and see how things went. Of course this time it was not a blind date, I had exchanged pictures with her over the net, but always had this element of suspense because people seldom send their true pictures over the net, for obvious reasons. So I thought let us go as a blind date itself.
We were to meet at 10 in the morning because she said she has time only after 10 and before 7 in the evening. I went to the health club, got a good work out and a swim shaved and got ready for the big moment. I went down and waited for her till 10:30 no trace, I tried calling her cell but she disconnected and I thought there was something fishy.
But then after 15 minutes she appeared and apologized for being late and said it was her husband who was with her and she had to drop him to work and stuff like that. Anyway she was the lady I had seen in the Pic and I was happy about it. She was about 5’4” and fair Punjabi lady with very well developed breasts and a round firm ass. She told me later that she worked out almost every day; it was evident from her flat stomach and a beautiful figure. She was wearing a traditional Indian Sari but she wore it in a very sexy manner, such that her navel could be seen very clearly.
She was wearing a sleeveless blouse and a yellow color near transparent sari and her blouse had a deep but at the back. She was looking really sexy. I complimented her for her beauty which she accepted with a blush on her face. We went to the coffee shop and started talking about several things, about London and how she loved the Oxford Street etc. after an hour or so I asked her on her face why was she doing all this, especially when she was so happy with her married life and her husband was so loving and all. She said that he was the best husband but could not satisfy her due to his work pressures, she needs sex almost every day and he is out of the country traveling 20 days a month. I saw that she was a little shy while talking about all this and I suggested we change the topic and I spoke to her about Bangalore and Mysore. We were chatting for an hour almost and she proposed that why don’t we go to my room, that would be better and also that many people knew her there so she did not want to fall into any sort of trouble. We went to the room and were still talking.