When in America

There is a proverb that says “When in Rome, do as the Romans do”. Likewise, when in America, do as the Americans do. And what do the Americans do? Eat, drink and be merry. In my 1 year in America, I did the eating and drinking. But it’s in making merry, that I got stuck up a bit. It was in the top of my mind that making merry is precisely what I want to do when I shift from my previous project at Jersey City to my new project at the outskirts of New Jersey. The office was far from where I was staying. So I shifted to another place nearby the new office. Here, I now stay as a . My hosts are a desi in their late 30’s. I got a room at their place for very less. Like me, there was another that stayed as PG in another room. It was a young in their late 20’s I guess. They both worked. Even my hosts worked at some nearby Desi Cash Carry shop. But my job has both weekend days as off. Seema, the wife of the other was the only other person who got to enjoy Saturdays as off. That left the two of us alone at home on Saturdays. Evidently, her husband did not seem to be happy with this scheme of things. I could make out during my interactions with them when we used to meet together at dinner-time. That is a natural consequence of the fact that he was typical pot-bellied Guju husband, who got a stunning wife. But then you don’t get so cheap accommodation in US. So to stay in this home, despite my presence was a compromise with hard facts of USA.

The first Saturday, when I was alone in my room, with Seema in the other room, I heard a knock at my door. When I opened the door, I saw Seema. “Hi”, she said “I hope I am not disturbing you”. “No, not at all bhabhi. On the contrary, I find boring with no one to talk to. So it’s good to have you here”, I was already feeling like a lucky guy. Since the day, I came to this place, I had a feeling that Seema also strongly believed in the proverb above. I could see it in the way she dressed, the way she used to give me admiring glances. I suspected that she was an expert in the “making merry” part of the proverb as well. “Oh Sunil, so you have a lap-top as well. Did you buy it from USA itself? How much did you buy it for…” So the conversation got started. She asked, “Do you have a net connection? I need to check my mails. If you don’t mind?” I normally do not shut down my lap-top. Just lock it so that I can just unlock it with just Ctrl+Alt+Del and my password. So just as I pressed Enter after entering my password, my pulses suddenly shot up as I realized what I had been doing on the lap-top before I locked it the last time. But then, it was irreversibly too late. Only thing I tried was to immediately move the mouse to the Cancel button of the browser window that had the porn site open. But the sensitive finger-touch mouse of a lap-top catches the slightest shiver from the hand. And then I was shivering like anything. So I had to surrender myself to fate.

In front of me, on the screen was a live streaming video of a blonde teen performing a strip-tease? Behind me I could imagine Seema staring at the shocking scene. When I turned around in embarrassment, she burst into laughter. “Look at your face in the mirror. It looks like you just saw a ghost. Come on, it’s fine. I can understand. Firstly, you are all alone probably away from some girl-friend of yours in India. Secondly, so many phirang babes here to turn you on and thirdly, the kind of climate here. It’s not your fault.” She said, as she sat down to browse. “Shall I close this window or you are not yet done with this streaming video?” She teased. As she started typing the website address on the browser, there was more embarrassment in store for me. The history showed the list of all the porn sites I visited recently. “Looks like, you know quite a lot of these websites”, she quipped “some day show me all of these other websites”. I was shocked by her bindaas attitude. But then the naughty side of me asked her, “Why some day? Why not today?” She said, “because today I want to do time-pass with you”. That was too bold a statement. But then I couldn’t decipher whether she meant the literal meaning of time-pass or the only time-pass I knew of.

Once she was done with her browsing, she sat besides me. Very close to me. I could feel the warmth of her thighs already. “So what else do you like to keep on your lap besides the lap-top itself?” She was getting bolder and bolder. Not knowing what to reply to this bouncer of a question, I just cleared my throat. “Well. Err…” Just as I was about to speak, she made life easier for me by asking, “Would you mind if I sit on your lap instead of lap-top for a change?” “Yesss”, I was surprised how immediately it came out of my mouth. So she came closer to me and sat on my lap. Her butt right over my bulging penis. “Am I like that porn-star of yours or sexier than her?” She whispered to me in her soft voice. Gathering some guts, I started caressing her waist. “Actually you are sexier, bhabhi”, I replied. “Good. Now, you seem to have got back to your senses. Sunil lets enjoy. We have just about 2 hrs before they would all be back”. Saying this, she brought her fingers between my legs to feel my rock-hard penis. “Seems like you have got a delicious piece of meat down there”. As she was unzipping me, my hands were working on her soft but firm boobs. We smooched each other. Meanwhile, her hands crawled from the opening in front of my underwear and I could feel her soft fingers rubbing my erection. I too went for the zip of her gown and started feeling her bare back and unbuckled her bra inside. Her gown and bra came down together to show me those lovely pair of pink nipples over the shapeliest pair of breasts. She started moaning as I kneaded and kissed her boobs. Meanwhile, my pants were down and the huge penis was already out in the open from the opening in my underwear. She went down between my legs and started licking it with her tongue. The way she took my entire penis inside her mouth, she seemed to be a professional whore. For the next few minutes I felt like heaven, the way I was being licked by this hot babe. Then we headed for the bed and got rid of the rest of the clothing. Her clean-shaved pussy was already wet and hungrily waiting to gobble up my 9 inches. She sat on top of me and started riding me and within the next few minutes, she was in complete control of me. As she rode me, I could start feeling it cumming. As we started approaching the climax, the moaning got louder and louder. Suddenly, with one big thrust, it burst out with all the fluid and filled her entire pussy with its warmth. As we slept besides each other talking, I learnt from her that she has been up to this with a lot of other men around, our host included.

As she went to her room, I knew my Saturdays would never be same dull Saturdays they used to be. We continued our week-end activity till the couple shifted to another apartment. Probably, the husband suspected some affair in the air. Nevertheless, we kept meeting each other every Saturday for the new few months. Sometimes at my place and at other times at her till one fine day I got my tickets back to India.

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