She clenched her dress between her teeth to stiffle her moans. Deepak pulled out just in time and waited for her to suck his big hard cock and swallow his cum which she eagerly did. Then Deepak too sat between her legs slurping on her nectar while Sabitri gave finishing touches to dinner.
He wanted to make use of every second he had before Kamal returned. This time too, Deepak got her aroused again with his expert oral skills on her pussy. When they heard the bathroom door unlock, Deepak was quick to scoot to his room. Before leaving, he gave her a smooch and said “see you at the dinner table sweetheart” followed by a wink.
Sabitri gave him a mischievous smile because she was looking forward to it too. Sabitri did not clean herself down there on purpose and only corrected her dress. She wanted to remain wet and aroused till she resumed her naughty games with Deepak under the dinner table.
She felt a different level of thrill getting naughty with someone else right under Kamal’s nose. This time when she sat next to Deepak at the dinner table she cleverly raised her dress to above her knees without anyone noticing.
No one except Deepak could see it because the hard wooden table top provided good cover. Today too Deepak kept her horny and aroused by stealthily fingering her pussy from under the dining table while chatting with an unsuspecting Kamal all thru dinner.
After dinner while leaving, Kamal said “Sabitri I was wrong in my opinion about you wearing western clothes. From now on you wear anything that you feel like because it suits you very nicely. I will not mind. You can wear these even when you go outside”. Sabitri had celebration bells going off in her head hearing this. This was a double bonanza from Kamal in one evening.
She warmly said “thanks dear, I will still wear sarees like I used to do when I step outside because I don’t want all the women to talk bad about me bringing bad name to our family” followed by a lip kiss. Kamal blushed turning tomato red. He said “what are you doing Sabitri? What if someone had seen us? What if Mr. Deepak had seen us kissing”?
She calmly replied “so what if anyone sees us? I don’t care. Can’t I kiss my own husband? And this is my way of saying thank you to you”. Sabitri kissed him quickly once more on his lips before he left. She locked the doors and went to check on Sushil. He was winding up his studies and getting ready for bed.
She closed his door and went back to the kitchen. She was already expecting Deepak to join her now because his fingering had gotten her very aroused and horny. A while later she felt the same familiar hug from behind. Sabitri whispered “what took you so long darling. I have been waiting desperately for you”.
Deepak whispered “sorry I was on a phone call with my boss”. Deepak began dry humping her with his cock from over his pants now while his hands moved from her waist to cup her big voluptuous globes. He teasingly said “why were you waiting for me so eagerly sweetheart”?
She blurted out “what else do you expect me to do after you got me so aroused during dinner. I wanted you to finish what you started”? He asked “where do you want to do it? Here or under the moonlight”? Sabitri turned around and pulled off her dress throwing it on the counter.