The Sin...

He looked at her shamelessly, drooling at the delightful curves and glistening skin. How could someone be so beautiful, he wondered, his eyes roving all over her body, and his hands itching to touch her pristine skin. He got up from his chair, walked to the door and peeked outside. Shalu, his wife hadn’t come back yet. She had said she would be back in an hour’s time. He looked at the clock. Another 20 minutes, he told himself. He had to make the most of it. Would it be enough?

He quietly shut the door and bolted it from within. He didn’t want someone to catch him in the ‘act’. He settled on his chair and looked at her again. She had been serving his wife since long and well! Now she’d have to serve him too. With that thought, he let out a whoop of delight! The mere idea was driving him crazy. He wondered if it would be polite to ask her what she felt. Did she mind if he kissed her? He then shook the notion aside, it wouldn't really be necessary. It didn't matter. It was a pity she didn’t have a chance to refuse, not that she would have anyway. Of that he was sure. Would he be committing a sin? Of that, he wasn't so sure. But now, who cared anyway?

Giving in to his desires, he ran a finger over her smooth, soft, creamy skin. Instinctively, he brought his finger to his lips and licked it salaciously. Divine! He looked at her again, wondering if she had gotten the hint. He brought her closer to his lips and closed his eyes. As their lips came together, he felt himself melt in the delicateness of her touch. His tongue began its exploration hitting the sweetness that lay within. Bolder than he had expected her to be, she beckoned him to sink his teeth into her. Salivating at the invitation, he grabbed her with both hands and hastily bit into her flesh.

Oh, how she was driving him crazy! She was living up to her reputation of being the indulgent one and how! As he bit her again and again, she screamed in delight, driving him wild. As minutes ticked by, he thought he’d never have enough of her, but finally, he was done. Satisfied, he slumped back into his chair, moaning slightly and almost out of breath, licking her sweetness that still lingered on his lips.  He knew he’d come back to her again and again – only he hoped he'd never be caught while in a rendezvous with her. This was the effect she had on people! He had always wondered why his wife swore by the delightfully sinful creamy, blueberry cheese cake running over with a rich chocolate ganache and beset with sweet wild blueberries. Now, he knew why!