Saturday, 10 February 2018

Right or Wrong

“Raj, why don’t you get down and unlock the gate? Stop looking around and find the keys for God’s sake, there will be enough time for watching the nature,” cooed my sweet little wife Sumi, sitting in a corner of the cab squeezed between my two kids and a lap full of baggage; watching me dazed, admiring the scenic beauty of the surrounding. Even when she was irritated and frustrated at my behavior, her voice betrayed sweetness that was an integral part of her beauty and sweet empathetic personality.

In our married life of eight years, I did not remember having heard her voice exceeding a particular decibel. That was unlike many married couples that I had seen. I believed that I was a good husband that took good care of my sweet good looking, curvaceous wife and our two adorable kids. She had put on tiny bits of body mass as compared to the day we got married. However, I thought the increment enhanced her sex appeal rather than otherwise. The increase of mass was just where a man looked (or liked) in a woman.

I was indeed overawed by the scenic beauty of the environment surrounding our house and the view of the majestic yet simple structure of the house. It was one of the prettiest houses we had ever lived in, and we had lived in enough houses in twelve years of my career, which entailed frequent transfers all over India to cities and small towns.

I hurriedly retracted my thoughts to the job in hand, which was to find the keys to the main gate and remembered that the landlord had told me that the keys would be with our neighbor, Mr. Dogra. He had told me that I was lucky to get his house on rent and luckier to have a wonderful neighbor in Mr Dogra. I vaguely remembered that my landlord had mentioned that Mr. Dogra was ex-army. He had mentioned his army rank too. However, at the point, I could not remember what he had mentioned.


“Hi! Hey there! Welcome to the beautiful town of Ranikhet. I think you are looking for these,” said a thundering but disciplined voice somewhere from atop the next house. I looked up and saw a not so old looking handsome aged man holding a bunch of keys in his hand and waving his hands and dangling the keys to attract my attention.

“Oh! Good morning, er, Mr. Dogra!” I exclaimed fumbling for words, not remembering his army rank.

I am Brigadier Prem Dogra; but you may just call me prem.” His voice was resonant and yet very affable.

My wife Sumi must have heard his voice too; for she craned her neck out of the car window to look at the owner of that resonant manly voice. She saw the Brigadier. Standing on the balcony of his house and talking to me. As soon as Brig. Dogra saw my wife looking out of the window, he folded his hands and said, “Good morning and Welcome, Mrs. Mehta to this beautiful town of Ranikhet and welcome to our neighborhood.”.

Hurriedly getting rid of the baggage in her lap, My wife Sumi came out of the car and reciprocated Brig. Dogra’s gesture by folding her hands and saying, “Good morning sir, and we look forward to enjoying our stay in Ranikhet in your neighborhood.”

It was clear to me that she was impressed (if not attracted) by the handsomeness, the personality and sweetness of our neighbor. Perhaps the Brigadier seemed to be too.


“Do not hesitate to call me at any time for anything you may need or for any assistance that you feel you require. I am here all day and night except for my morning walks and evening club round. My driver and my assistant Ramu are always at your service, whenever you need them,” offered Brig Dogra looking at my wife with a trace of (I thought) manly desire that I am quite accustomed to seeing in all men whenever my wife is in sight.

Sumi felt a little awkward but happy at the appreciative look. She was perhaps happy that after so many years of our marriage and two kids, she could still evoke such a look in handsome men’s eyes, even if they are somewhat of older age.

To shake off any awkwardness at being caught looking at my wife with a little more intensity and duration than would have been thought appropriate, the Brigadier cleared his throat and asked my wife, “Madam, please do not be formal. Please ask for any assistance from me or my staff without any hesitation. They are free most of the time as I live alone here and we have cleaning and house caretakers coming for cleaning, cooking etc. I shall ask them to treat your request for any assistance as my command.”

I saw my wife Sumi examine the Brigadier carefully. She saw a long lithe, well built man with mustache and straight posture and a predominant lock of grey hair covered by a typical cap that I always saw army men wear. His smile was infectious and charming. He walked erect and looked straight into her eyes.

My wife Sumi was awed by such a personality and his generous offer on the first meeting. She profusely thanked the Brigadier as I opened the gate and entrance and we all went inside the house.

The house was not large, but good enough to feel comfortable and yet small enough not to give too much bother to the housewife. We were surprised to find that it was tidy and thoroughly cleaned unlike our experiences with the previous houses. I learnt later that the Brigadier had his men clean the house in advance of our arrival as a goodwill gesture of a neighbour. We were really loaded with gratitude. It is a job for a new incumbent family, particularly the housewife to clean the house thoroughly before moving in.

It took us a good part of one month to set up the house nicely and make all arrangements such as getting the help for cleaning the housemaid to do kitchen chores, visit the market and fill up the fridge as well as tying up with milk man, washer man, groceries, gas connection etc. Sumi was delighted to get full support from the next door neighbour. Without making too much ado, the Brigadier sent his staff to take care of one thing or another.

We invited the Brigadier for a dinner one evening. It was wonderful to have him as he enjoyed his time playing with our children and our children had a whale of time playing, talking and laughing with him. In the first meeting with the children, he had won over their hearts and had become their most favourite uncle. Sumi and I liked his simple non-assuming attitude. He behaved with us with such humility and dignity that we felt as if we had known him for years. He profusely appreciated Sumi’s culinary skills and ate heartily. Sumi was gleeful and blushed profusely at his abundant compliments of not only her skills at cooking but her graceful beauty.

After the dinner, I placed three chairs and a central small table in between, in the veranda of our house and poured wine for the Brigadier and me. Sumi was busy putting the children to bed. Under the exterior of the Brigadier’s smile, I could detect some kind of sadness that I could not put my finger on.

I reluctantly asked the Brigadier, “Sir, I apologize for being intrusive, but may I ask about your family?”

The Brigadier’s face fell. After a few seconds, he ruefully replied that his wife was killed in an accident a year ago and his one son and one daughter had moved out to USA and he lived alone there. He visited the USA to meet his children occasionally but preferred to stay in India at his home in Ranikhet. I could detect something amiss in his life, which perhaps the Brigadier was not yet ready to divulge. I left it at that. We had a drink when Sumi appeared.

We talked for a while, when the Brigadier noticed that something was bothering Sumi. When the Brigadier asked her, Sumi mentioned that there was a problem of getting our children admitted in a particular good school. Since we arrived between two sessions, the school authorities refused to accept our children mid-term. When we mentioned this to the Brigadier, he dismissed our difficulties with a simple wave of his hands. He took all the details from us, excused himself, got up and walked a little distance away out of our earshot to talk quietly on the phone. He made some calls and must have talked for about fifteen to twenty minutes. He appeared to be lecturing someone and talked most of the time on phone. He made some notes on a small piece of paper.

He returned and looked at my wife Sumi affectionately. Then smiling, he handed over that slip of paper to her and said, “My dear, go to the school tomorrow with this paper and deposit the fee amount written on this slip. Both of your  children shall be admitted tomorrow.”

My wife was unable to believe this. We had spent several days trying to persuade all the authorities including the director of the institution to accept our children with just one stern answer, “Sorry sir / madam, we do not accept children mid-term.” Here was our neighbor who made just one or two calls for maybe fifteen minutes and got the “Yes” for admission?

My wife Sumi was overwhelmed. She had given up all the hopes of our children getting admission into that prestigious school. She was so swept away emotionally by the Brigadier’s gesture that she instinctively held his hands in her hands and said, “Sir, I cannot tell you how grateful I and my husband are for your wonderful assistance. We were so depressed and disappointed at not being able to get the children admitted in that school.”

“Just call me Prem dear. I am Prem to both of you from now on and I would mind if you address me otherwise. No Sir business. Understood?”

Sumi smiled with some wetness in her eyes and said, “Yes Prem, I will remember that.” I nodded my head smilingly looking at the Brigadier’s charm working on my pretty wife.

After the Brigadier had left and Sumi and I cleared the table and put our children to sleep, I could see Sumi in a very good mood and I knew why. I was also delighted at having our children getting admission in that prestigious school, which we had learned was not so easy to get into.

I poked my wife teasing her and said, “Looks like the old man has charmed my young lady out of her wits.” Sumi trying to control her emotions, looked at me questioningly perhaps to check any trace of jealousy on my face; smiled and said, “Come on, he is not so old really. It was indeed very kind of him to go out of his way for us. After all, he hardly knows us for some days.”

“My, my! Look at my wify! She is all agog at the charm of our not so old neighbor. Okay? Happy?” I asked her trying to tease her.

“Well, indeed, he is charming, if it answers your inquisitiveness. Aren’t his blue penetrating eyes charming?” Sumi asked me responding in the same teasing tone. I had to grudgingly admit that, that indeed was true.

That night in bed, Sumi and I made love; which was like a whiff of fresh air for me; after a long time of boring exercise in bed since the past few months. Surely, my wife was more than impressed with the Brigadier’s charm.

Sumi mounted atop me and pumped me hard as she used to do long ago. She was a woman possessed. She had more than one orgasm. I was so happy at her energy and enthusiasm in bed. As she kept pumping me breathing hard, I could not but look at her heaving breasts. I clutched them in my fists and squeezed them hard as she cried and fucked me for quite a while. Finally, both of us cummed together. That was one hell of a fucking session; we had in a long time.

Our children were admitted in the school without a hitch. The principal’s refusal earlier had a big negative impact on Sumi. The Brigadier’s help turned all of that and she was chirping like a free bird.

Needless to say that the Brigadier became more than our neighbour; he became a family member. Sumi considered him as one of our family members and whenever she made some special dish, she would never forget to visit him just when the Brigadier was ready to have his lunch or dinner and serve him with her own hands. The Brigadier highly appreciated her gesture and would not tire telling me and Sumi how nice the dish was and how wonderful cook she was. Simultaneously, he would never forget to mention about how beautiful she was and how well she had maintained her figure.

Our life in the following weeks passed off wonderfully with Sumi and the children all the time talking of the Brigadier “General Uncle”, who fed them chocolates, chips and all those things, which children are always crazy about.

About four months after our shifting to Ranikhet, a phone call came from Sumi’s father informing her that Sumi’s brother had a serious tiff with some army men and he was put in jail after being charged with serious offenses. The news had caused havoc in my wife’s family. Sumi was shocked and started crying as she learnt that her father had stopped eating. They could not get bail for him even after persistent attempts. Sumi’s father was worried that if he is presented with a charge sheet, his career would end and he would lose his job, which was in a semi government organization.

When the Brigadier learnt of this, he asked me to give all the details of the incident. I phoned and got a copy of the police “First Information Report” (FIR). He went through all the details meticulously. When he finished, his face beamed with a smile. He patted on my shoulder and said he could try to do something for Sumi’s brother. It seemed that the person with whom Sumi’s brother picked up a fight was one of his junior colleagues.

The office headquarters was about 12 hour’s journey by train. The Brigadier spoke to a number of persons on the phone and booked his ticket. He left by train the next day to meet his old friend and get the issue of Sumi’s brother sorted out. The case against Sumi’s brother was water tight. He had violently fought with an Army officer and had caused him injuries as witnessed by a number of persons.

The next day evening I got a call from the Brigadier congratulating me and Sumi. His mission was successful. To our profound surprise and relief, we learnt that not only her brother was released, but the case against him was withdrawn. This had looked impossible earlier and we were clearly told by all legal brains that Sumi’s brother would be found guilty and charged.

We informed Sumi’s father and brother about this development. Their joy knew no bounds. Sumi’s father was so thrilled that he booked a flight and came to meet the Brigadier, just to thank him personally for the most wonderful gift that anybody could give their family.

Sumi felt so obliged and could not control her excitement telling me that the Brigadier took all this trouble to resolve the issue of her brother’s matter. The pleasure on her father’s face multiplied her happiness. She had not seen her father so happy in a long time. It seemed to her that her father had become at least five years younger. Actually, he had given up all the hopes of his son’s release, not to talk of his getting out without a scratch against his service records.

After her father left and all the euphoria over her brother’s issues subsided, Sumi and I went to the Brigadier’s house especially one late evening to thank him for the extra ordinary help he had rendered to our family. The Brigadier’s reply was simple. He said, “You are my family too. I felt that it was my family member who needed my help and that is exactly what I told my ex-colleague, when I met him for release of Sumi’s brother.”

Both Sumi and I and particularly Sumi, was touched by the Brigadier’s extraordinary humility.

Gradually, the boundaries between our houses looked like disappearing. The Brigadier and his attendants visited our house frequently and all of us in general, but Sumi and children, in particular, visited the Brigadier’s house at least once daily, if not more.

The Brigadier made it a point to buy gifts for our children and bought big cakes without fail on our birthdays. He showered Sumi and children with liberal gifts and thus became very popular with them. Our children, in turn, treated the Brigadier’s house as their own. The Brigadier enjoyed children’s shrieks and their shouts as they played on his well-maintained garden and in his balconies. The children called the Brigadier as “General Uncle” perhaps because of his mustaches. They played with him as if he was a child and tugged and pulled his moustache and asked him funny questions. Our life thus went on smoothly for a few days.

Sumi had a habit of coming out of the shower, half dressed and dry her hair and hang washed clothes daily during morning hours after children and I left home. Her mother always did Surya Namaskaar (offer prayers to Sun God) in the morning. She did this immediately after bath, wrapped in one wet cloth. Her mother had taught my wife to continue the tradition.

Sumi followed the tradition. She came out when the sun rose and offered the prayers wearing just a wet cloth wrapped around her midriff. She then dried her hair and body and changed into short clothes and did some Yoga Exercises in the balcony. At that time the entire neighborhood was empty and she did not have to worry about anyone watching her. Our balcony was such that was not easily visible from outside except from one window of the Brigadier’s bedroom.

She had a vague feeling that the Brigadier peeped from his bedroom at times hiding behind curtains, when scantily dressed, she did all these chores. My wife was not sure; but still, she told me about it.

I told her not to worry too much about that. I explained to her that firstly she was not sure. Secondly, even presuming that he was indeed watching her, what was the big deal? I laughingly told her that although he was older to us; he was young enough to experience hormones rushing in his balls, when he saw a beautiful, casually clad young woman like her.

I explained to her how any virile male would feel in his position who had to compulsorily remain celibate for more than a year, after the death of his wife.

If by looking at her he got some adrenaline rushing through his old veins even for a small duration, why should we grudge him for that? By letting him have a little bit of nice time, we did not lose anything. Did we? In fact, it would be a bad idea to deprive the old man at least of that, since he had been doing so much for us; I put forth a logical argument to my wife.

Sumi could appreciate my logic, although she seemed a little circumspect about it. All the same, it put Sumi’s tiny head at ease. After all, in all likelihood, it was her imagination that he was peeping on her. She argued to herself that she had nothing to lose even if our Good Samaritan became a bit younger for a few minutes, if he indeed watched her. Good for him, she thought.

In the next few days she told me that she did not place the interfering clothes on the clothes line to block the view, she was rather generous putting on additional acts for her favorite benefactor; if he indeed was watching. She bent a bit more, stretched her hands up in air occasionally to display deep chasm between her bosoms to him. When she returned into the house after the act, she walked with the typical swagger giving her bums the movements that always drove men crazy. She began to do some Yoga exercises in our balcony that would need a bit of bending, rising legs up in the air, wearing short shorts and skimpy tops.

Sumi’s playing this cat and mouse game ignited a lot of excitement in me. Sumi had always been faithful to me and I was positive that never in our marriage of seven or eight years; even a hint of thought went across her mind about cheating or even flirting with another male. Of course, there never was any opportunity either. I began to wonder where all this could lead.

I was curious imagining the expressions on the Brigadier‘s face, when, if ever, he would be exposed to my beautiful and sexy wife’s intimate secrets; of which I was the only beneficiary until then.

Another side effect of this was that Sumi started to wear very casual clothing in our house and did not bother to change even when the Brigadier was around. Earlier, if the Brigadier dropped by at our home, Sumi made it a point to disappear in our bedroom to change into more presentable clothes; if she was in short or skimpy clothing.

She started wearing hip hugging shorts, which were really short with loose top and sometimes without bra. I could see the hunger in the Brigadier’s eyes, when he had an opportunity to see my wife in such attire. I saw that Sumi did not bother about such stares from the Brigadier. I suspected that my wife enjoyed titillating our neighbor. In fact, over a period of time, it became normal for the Brigadier to drop by at any time in our house and Sumi never felt awkward irrespective of how informally dressed she was. Similarly, we went to his house and to his bedroom without knocking or prior intimation. The Brigadier wanted it that way.

There was more informality in our addressing each other too. The Brigadier insisted that we address him as ‘Prem’ and not ‘Brigadier Dogra’ or ‘Mr. Prem Dogra’. Similarly, I insisted that he address us as ‘Sumi’ and ‘Raj’ instead of our formal names. Time passes.

That was a time of the financial year end and I had to go out on tour for one day. I was to leave in the night and was not expected to be back until the third day morning. However, I was reluctant to leave because Sumi was not well for the past three days with continuous fever and vomiting sensation etc. She also had cold and severe body ache. I was very much concerned. I took her to a doctor after preliminary treatment did not work and her fever and problems did not subside.


The doctor suspected that she might have ‘Swine Flu”. Her blood and other samples were taken for lab tests. However, as a precaution, the doctor advised that since the disease was infectious; the patient needed to be isolated for avoiding infection to others. I did not know how we could isolate her from the children. I also did not know how I could go on tour under those circumstances. However, I could not avoid the travel as it was unavoidable.
I had a talk with the Brigadier. He told me to leave without worry. He asked his attendants to take the children to his bungalow and make them stay there for the next two or three days and attend to their needs for meals, school uniform washing, ironing etc. He said he will personally attend to Sumi. When I told him that she had to be in isolation and that the Brigadier might get an infection, he rejected my argument summarily saying, “These doctors just make up such things to create panic. Nothing will happen to me.” He gave his concluding judgement, “I shall attend to her.”
He insisted that I should leave and return the third day morning. On repeated insistence from the Brigadier, I left that night on tour.
When I returned to arrive at home the third morning at about 8 am; the Brigadier had left and was perhaps sleeping in his bedroom. Sumi was feeling much better. The medical test results were negative to our great relief. Sumi told me that during her sickness, the Brigadier was continuously at her bedside throughout two nights and one full day and did not leave the room for fear of infecting the others. He did not sleep except dozing off occasionally in the same room where she was confined. The Brigadier did not care about he himself getting infected and he strictly administered her medicines on time. When my wife complained of pain, he massaged her legs, arms, head etc.. Sumi told me that she remained sleeping most of the time due to sedation caused by the medicines.
As my wife narrated the whole incident, she admitted that during the night, she caught the Brigadier’s hands several times when the Brigadier massaged her arms, her legs and that she was aroused when the Brigadier massaged her body; although she did not think that the Brigadier made any explicit sexual overtures. Sumi was overwhelmed by the Brigadier’s sincerity and complete dedication. She said she did not stop him from massaging her back, her legs (up to her knees, she particularly mentioned) and her body.  She also did not feel that the Brigadier tried at all to take advantage of the situation and touched her anywhere deliberately with sexual intentions.
On my specific question if Sumi noticed any sign of arousal on the part of the Brigadier; she admitted that she did see a big bulge with a wet patch on his crotch several times; when he massaged her. However, he tried hard to hide it from her eyes, she said.
Continued….2



Some days passed off uneventfully. One particular morning, Sumi had made a new delicacy that she cooked for us. Before she went in to take a shower, she packed a portion of it in a Stainless steel box to be delivered to the Brigadier; as I was going out to go to the office. I hurriedly put the box in my bag, started my bike as usual and reached my office.  As I settled down in my chair and opened my bag, I saw that I had forgotten to deliver the box to the Brigadier. I decided to drive back to the Brigadier’s house to hand over the box.
There was something urgent to attend to in the office and it took me half an hour to finish that, take boss’s permission for a short break and get back to my bike with the box to start my journey back to the Brigadier’s house. By the time I reached there almost an hour had elapsed.
There seemed to be no attendant in the house. The ground floor door was open. The Brigadier was not in the hall. I climbed up to the Brigadier’s bedroom on the first floor. The door was not bolted. I slowly pushed the door open. I saw him through the small opening in the door standing by a window behind the curtains. He stood there with his back to the door, peeping out to watch through the window curtains. I did not have to think hard to realize that Sumi had come out after the bath to do her daily chores. I also had a good view of her through that opening.
I simply could not resist the temptation to watch the Brigadier’s reaction as he watched my half-dressed wife shaking her hair in the balcony. It made her boobs bounce freely without the bra and a wet white cloth loosely wrapped around her lissom body exposing her boobs almost fully. Even for me, it was a mind blowing sight to watch. I could vaguely see her nipples shaking with each of her moves in the wet white thin cloth. Shaking off her head vigorously to throw off water, made her tits bounce and her bums shake erotically. Her pussy was suggestively covered. The view could easily cream off any man.
The Brigadier pulled down his shorts and had his tight long cock in his hand; which he stroked as he watched Sumi performing her daily routine exercises. The Brigadier’s cock was fairly long and thick and gleamed in the sun light; coated all over by pre-cum coming out from the tiny orifice of the stem of his bulbous head. It surprised me to see that even at that age (the Brigadier must be above 60), he had a challenging cock that stood up like a flag pole in his palm.
It felt awkward for me to stand and spy upon my neighbour thus. However, my legs were stuck to the floor. The Brigadier was riveted to his spot as he watched Sumi do a variety of Yoga exercises.
Sumi kept exercising in the balcony, hardly aware of the impact she was making on our poor neighbour.  And what an impact she was making! The Brigadier kept stroking faster and faster as Sumi spread her legs, raised them in the air one after another, jerked her hair up and down and bent and shook her body in the exercise. The whole show was highly tantalizing to say the least and any other male in place of the Brigadier would not have been better off.
As the Brigadier watched movements of Sumi’s half hidden assets; filling up the rest through his imagination, he began stroking his cock harder. He was undergoing a wave of convulsions when suddenly my leg kicked one of the doors that made some sound and the Brigadier saw me watching him in the act of masturbation. He felt acutely embarrassed as he tried to cover up himself quickly.
I felt like a dumb head peeping on the Brigadier; apologising and making very stupid incoherent noises as I retreated awkwardly trying to explain to the Brigadier that I had come to deliver the food box that Sumi had asked me to deliver. I quickly withdrew and ran down the flight of stairs leaving behind the food box on one of the small tables on my way out.
I was so acutely embarrassed catching the Brigadier in his peeping activities that in the evening, I decided to go to the Brigadier’s house on my way back from my office before going home and profusely apologize to him for my stupidity, so that this incident did not sour our relationship. However, before I could act, I got a phone call from the Brigadier sometime in the afternoon. His hello was pretty fragile as compared to his normal self assured, resonant thundering greetings.
He talked in roundabout way and requested that I should stop by his house on my way back home and that I should strictly keep the secret between two males and that I should not mention any of this to Sumi.
At about six pm that evening on my way back home, I saw the Brigadier having a cup of tea in his front lawn. I cleared my throat and tried to apologize when he cut my statement in between and said, “Well, do not feel guilty. It is I, who needs to beg forgiveness.” Then regaining in composure somewhat; he confided in me that he was starved of sex since his wife died more than a year ago. He swore to me that he would never look again in the direction of my house when Sumi dried her hair or did her yoga exercises.
He was surprised when I told him not to worry too much about what happened. I asked him not to stop looking through the curtains as there was nothing wrong if he did that; because he was not hurting anyone. If Sumi did the exercises in the balcony half dressed; the Brigadier could not be faulted for looking. I promised the Brigadier that I shall not tell Sumi any of this and everything shall be just as before. The Brigadier appeared so obliged that he took my hands in his and with a hint of wetness in his eyes thanked me for my understanding.
As I walked out after our evening chat, I was thrilled in the hope that this could lead to some excitement in our relationships resulting in some real surprises.
Needless to mention that after the incident, the Brigadier was more than friendly to me. We met more often in the evenings and he would reveal some of his secret army experiences. In his hey days, he confided that he was a star at the parties and many army wives and girls craved for him. During his service days, he had secret relationships with some of them too and many women wanted him to fuck them. He had indeed fucked some of his fan females, he grudgingly admitted.
I could detect a ringing tone of sadness and disappointment at him being left out to his palatial house alone with the two male attendants, not being able to have any female company. He said that it affected his health and mind too. He felt that he was aging faster and fell sick more often. He had to call his doctor frequently. He had developed high blood pressure. He blurted out talking with me under the influence of booze one evening that only after we checked in his neighbourhood, did he find some vitality in his boring life. He inadvertently hinted at the role my wife played in this transformation.
It must have been a week after the incident of my catching the Brigadier (with his pants down, literally). Sumi and I had retired to bed when Sumi asked me, “Raj, I am somewhat confused at the Brigadier’s strange behaviour since the past few days. He is avoiding eye to eye contact with me and behaves much more formally than before. I don’t know why.”
Since my talk with the Brigadier; there was this internal struggle going on in my mind too wondering where all this would lead. I inadvertently blurted out, “Naturally, any man in his position would.”
Sumi was surprised at my answer. She asked me, “What do you mean by that? Is there something that you know which I don’t?”
I tried to evade her question and tried hard to divert her attention to some other topics. She was no fool. She caught my chin and looked straight into my eyes and asked, “What is it Raj? Why don’t you answer my question in a straight forward way?”
When after a few exchanges of conversation, I realised that it was not possible to hide from her what had happened on that fateful day; I told her in detail all that had happened, on and after that day.
After a long silence and some quiet thinking, my wife Sumi said, “You should have told me this earlier.”
I replied, “What could I do? The Brigadier asked me not to reveal any of this to you. He made me swear. He was scared that if I told you what had happened, you would break all relations with him.”
My answer made her think seriously. She said, “It was foolish of him to think that way. After all, our relationship means more than a stupid thing like that.”
She then turned to me and asked, “Are you sure, you are telling me the truth and not making this up? I mean, seeing him masturbating whilst I was doing the exercises? You mean you really saw his cock? You said it was erect, long and thick one just like yours is?” She asked. “Even at this age?” She added. There was a clear expression of surprise on her face.
I quietly nodded and supplemented, “Yes, it was really big. Perhaps bigger than mine.”
I could see multiple expressions flying thick and fast on her pretty face. Expressions of surprise, disbelief, puzzle, interest and shyness combined. I then narrated to her all that the Brigadier confided in me regarding his past adventures when he was in the army service. I told her that during his time, he was a well known Casanova, but now he felt left out without any female company. He had developed blood pressure and was falling sick more often due to that reason, I told her. I told her that the Brigadier mentioned that after we checked in, he was feeling slightly better. I added tongue in cheek that I felt that it was because of seeing her exercising half naked in the balcony of our house.
It took her some time to digest the information I fed her. She looked thoughtful as she murmured, “No wonder, he misses female company and has to make do with the crumbs available in the form of watching me after bath; that too, peeping through the curtains.”
I knew I had her where I wanted her to be. Looking at the right opportunity, I asked her, “Sumi may be we could help him if we want….” I trailed off not revealing my hand yet leaving the sentence significantly incomplete.
She could not resist the temptation and curiosity, “What do you mean, we can help him? How?”
I deliberately played it evasively and said, “Well, nothing really, it was just that ….” And again I trailed the sentence off incomplete with loaded meaningful glances.
“Come on don’t be a smut. Tell me what you have in your mind.”
I said, “I was just thinking that if you feel that he does need some help, may be you could… I mean maybe we could…” I again trailed off into loaded silence.
“Oh! You mean, I should give him company, right?” she asked with glaring eyes.
I said, “Well, yes, but don’t take it otherwise. What I meant is that perhaps we could be a little friendlier to him than what we have been so far”.
She replied back quietly, mulling over the idea in her mind (I was sure), “Well, I think may be, you have a point there. He is a very good genuine person and any such male would miss female friendly company.  I know in my heart that my dad has the same problem nowadays after my mother died. Unfortunately, he cannot confide this to anyone of us. But I know that he misses a female companion. He misses sex”
I decided to push the envelope further, seeing the right opportunity. I asked, “Tell me honestly, would you mind if some female, who has an attraction towards your dad has sex with your dad out of compassion and affection, seeing him in this condition?”
Sumi was thoughtful. She said, “You might call it outrageous; but I think that if her intention is only to have sex with my dad, without getting involved with him in a family type relationship; then I would be thankful to her. I mean, only if it is a casual sexual relationship bereft of her having any ideas of grabbing his property etc, through that relationship. But then, which woman will do that for him?”
I jumped at this opportunity and replied, “I don’t know about your father, but for the Brigadier, I know who can, if she chooses to.”
 It took some time for her to digest what I said. She then looked at me pointedly and asked, “You mean… you are suggesting that……?”
I meekly nodded my head. She was angry (but not that much). She said, “You must be out of your mind even to think of that.”
I replied back, “You just said that you would be thankful to that lady for your father. The situation is not much more different here. Is it? Of course, it is your choice. As you said, which woman would want to do it?” I shrugged my shoulder in complete detachment.
“And you are suggesting this to your wife?” she asked.
I said, “It is just a thought. It does not have to happen. There is no need to do it. There is no compulsion at all. After all, it is entirely our decision on how much we want to help him. Just look at all the troubles he underwent to help us without any obligation and look at what he has done for us in the past few weeks.”
She said stubbornly, “I don’t think I am ready to go along with you. We have to consider our marriage too.”
Shrugging my shoulders, I retorted, “Don’t find excuses. Our marriage is rock solid and has remained unaffected by some flings here and there. You know what I mean.”
I implicitly reminded her of my short time affair with one of my ex-colleagues. Sumi had caught me red handed smooching with her in my cabin and forgave me after my sincere apologies. She had then made me admit that I had fucked her earlier and extracted promise that I would never do it again.
She looked at me half smiling as I continued, “I am with you either way. It is your take. You are the boss. I will fall in line with what you decide. I will not ask you to do this or that if you don’t want to. However, if you ask me; as far as I am concerned, I would like to go out of our way to help him out just as he did and I see nothing wrong in your being that woman; if you agree. Besides, I must admit that he is smart, strong and very likeable; even if somewhat older and could be very good in bed.”
Sumi punched me hard in my ribs in mock anger. However, I knew that if I was not very wrong, I had hit the nail on the head.
From that day onwards, my wife Sumi was a changed person. She kept talking of the way the Brigadier played with our children and treated them so affectionately. She was trying to prepare herself for something that perhaps she did not know and surely had never done before.
She made it a point to take much more care of the Brigadier and to check every day about his health, spent a lot more time with him and noted down what medicines he took at what time. She either gave him the medicines herself or else checked with the attendant if the Brigadier had taken the medicines in time or not. She tried hard to ensure that the Brigadier remained in good humour. She spent as much of her personal time with him as her busy schedule permitted. For the Brigadier, she became sweetness personified.
The ball between my wife and the Brigadier got rolling. Sumi visited the Brigadier at least twice daily. She served him the medicines and cooked food that occasionally the Brigadier said he liked. When the Brigadier was even slightly unwell, Sumi would rush leaving all work to check how he felt. I looked at the change in her attitude to my neighbour and felt pleased and wondered if something exciting could happen as the result.
Many times when we were with the Brigadier, his children called up on phone from overseas. We got to talk to them several times. They got to know our names and talked to us. They were happy that we were looking after their dad well.
I tried to check surreptitiously if there was anything beyond the normal formal relationship developing between the Brigadier and my wife. However, the results were always the same. Their relationship remained just a tad closer than friendly but far short of intimate. I never felt that they even hugged sexily at any time. I was sure the Brigadier must have thought of making some moves, occasionally. However, he did not perhaps want to risk ruining the relationship that he had so carefully tried to build up.
I raised the topic once or twice at bed time about their interactions and tried to check with Sumi, if she was considering being ‘that woman’ for the Brigadier. Her reply was the same, “You told me I was the boss. So wait for the right moment and I will tell you when I am ready.”
End of Part-2

One day, at about 9 in the evening, the Brigadier’s attendant came running to us and said, “Saab is not well. He has fever. Please call the doctor. He has instructed me not to call anyone but just inform you.”
We were about to go to bed. Sumi was in her night gown and was preparing to put the children to bed. As soon as she heard that, she dropped everything and rushed to the Brigadier, leaving me to finish the job. I joined her later. She said that the Brigadier had a high fever. He was semi-conscious. I phoned the doctor. The doctor was not in town. On the phone, he asked us to give him some medicines. The servant went and fetched the medicines from a local store. The doctor told us that we should watch the Brigadier for the whole night and not let his body temperature rise.
Soon after we administered the required medicines to the Brigadier and were seated by his bedside; the Brigadier’s attendant got a phone call from his town. The attendant’s father was on the deathbed. The attendant told us that he had to leave immediately right then, but he was reluctant to leave because of the Brigadier’s condition.
Sumi asked him to leave immediately and told him that we would look after the Brigadier. The Brigadier had two attendants. One was already on leave. That meant that Sumi and I had to take care of the Brigadier at least for the next two days.
After the attendant left, I checked the Brigadier’s fever and pulse. He had a high temperature. We had to apply wet sponge on his forehead constantly. The next day was a school day and the children had to go to school. Sumi went back to our house and returned after an hour with some “Khichuri’ (Rice and Lentil mixed porridge). I woke up the Brigadier. Sumi served him and made him eat some of it. She then asked me to go to our house to check if the children had gone to sleep or not and to secure the doors properly.
I did as I was told and returned after about forty-five minutes to relieve my wife. When I was about to enter the room, I was a bit surprised at the sight I saw inside. My wife sat with her legs folded with the Brigadier’s head in her lap. She rested on the bed-head.  The Brigadier lay under a blanket. She was applying wet cotton sponge on his forehead and gently massaging it with her fingers of one hand. Her other hand was inside his blanket. She perhaps was caressing his hairy chest to feel his fever. The Brigadier saw me. Feeling awkward, he tried to move away from my wife’s lap. I waved him to stay as he was and I sat on a sofa just adjoining the bed.  
I told the Brigadier, “It’s okay. You have high fever. The doctor has asked us to be in constant attendance and you are going to follow our commands until you get well. So just be a good guy and follow our commands. Okay? We are going to be with you through the night”
The Brigadier meekly nodded his head, looked at Sumi and closed his eyes. He seemed to fall asleep gradually under the tender caresses and forehead sponging by my wife Sumi.
I asked Sumi if she would like to go home and rest. I told her that I would attend to the Brigadier whilst she could go home and be fresh in the morning for tomorrow to be with the Brigadier. She refused and asked me to go home instead; if I wanted to. She said she was fine. She had to perform her duty, she said. She was determined to stay with the Brigadier through the night. I decided not to pursue the matter further. I sat on the sofa and stayed there in case the Brigadier’s health worsens and if Sumi needs any assistance.
Some hours passed. I must have dozed off. When I woke up, I found that my wife Sumi had fallen off to sleep with the Brigadier’s head still in her lap. She had leaned on the brigadier with her chin almost resting on the Brigadier’s chest. My wife’s lovely firm and ample bosoms pressed onto the Brigadier’s face. I got up, touched the Brigadier’s hand. It was hot. I switched off the lights and sat on the sofa resting by the back of the sofa. I could still see them in dull light.
I decided to pretend to fall asleep and wanted to see if something happened. Nothing happened for a while as all were asleep. After some time, I sensed that the Brigadier shook a little. He sensed my wife’s bosoms pressing onto his face and covering his nostrils. He spoke something softly to my wife. Sumi woke up with a start she sat up straight and resumed sponging the Brigadier’s forehead. The Brigadier gave out a faint grunt. He still had some fever. Soon his regular breathing told me that he fell asleep.
Sumi saw me sleeping whilst sitting on the sofa. She got up from the bed. She shook me to wake me up and told me in a hushed voice to quietly stretch my body and lie down on the sofa and go to sleep. I signalled that I could sponge the Brigadier’s forehead and she could sleep for a while. However, she just repeated her earlier instructions. I nodded, picked up a blanket covered myself fully and stretched on the sofa and pretended to fall off to sleep. I was just an arm’s length away from them. I had kept a peeping gap in the blanket and could see them clearly from where I was.
Sumi, returned to the Brigadier’s bed. This time she sat by the Brigadier’s side (between the Brigadier and me) folding her legs to stay on the bed and resumed sponging the Brigadier’s forehead, caressing his chest and neck by occasionally inserting her hand in his blanket to feel his body temperature. She sat in an uncomfortable posture and after a while, she again dozed off to sleep. When her head fell on the Brigadier’s head again, she woke up, resumed sponging with her upper hand. To be a bit more comfortable, she stretched her legs a little along the side of the brigadier and folded her knees, turning towards the Brigadier, facing him, putting the weight of her head on her lower arm. She lay awkwardly on the edge of the bed. I feared lest she might fall off the bed in the position that she was in.
Again she fell asleep and her head slipped off her palm’s support. To stay on the bed with some comfort, she gradually stretched full length to lie by the side of the Brigadier with her face facing the Brigadier. Her one hand rested on the Brigadier’s head with the sponge in her fingers and the other folded to support her head. Nothing happened for a while.  Then I saw the Brigadier move a little. He must have opened his eyes and seen Sumi’s face close to his. She was fast asleep, snoring a little. He raised his head to look if I was asleep. He must have noticed that my wife was resting almost on the edge of the bed. I lay quietly and breathed as if I was in deep sleep.
Brigadier’s fever seemed to have gone down. Reassured that I was fast asleep, He gently removed the sponge from Sumi’s hand. He then gently rested her hand on her full length body taking care not to wake her. Sumi gave out a few grunts but remained asleep. The Brigadier pulled Sumi closer to him so as to increase the space between her and the edge of the bed and enveloped her in an embrace in his arms.
I was not sure if Sumi was too sleepy to notice that or pretended to be so.  Sumi’s face was opposite the Brigadier’s face. The Brigadier pulled my wife closer to him. They were both lying close to each other’s body. The Brigadier was inside the blanket and Sumi outside. Seeing them in that condition, made my cock harden. This was the first time that I watched my wife lying close to another male.
It must be the Brigadier’s moustaches tickling my wife’s nose that Sumi seemed to have woken up suddenly after a while and saw that she was in close embrace with the Brigadier. She raised her head a little and looked behind at me to see that I was fast asleep. She then whispered something in the Brigadier’s ears that I could not hear. The Brigadier murmured something back and pulled my wife still closer to his body.
Sumi mumbled something cosy and snuggled up to the Brigadier in his arms. I thought she said something like, ‘it is cold’. The Brigadier pulled his blanket over sumi. They were both covered inside the Brigadier’s blanket. I was sad as well as excited. Sad, that I would not be able to watch movements of their hands from outside. Excited because at that point, they were then completely entwined in a close and intimate embrace with each other with the Brigadier’s arm over my wife and perhaps exploring her shapely behind.
My cock was on fire. I quietly opened my fly and took my enlarged cock out in my hand and began to crank it slowly. I felt from the movements inside the blanket that the Brigadier’s fingers were exploring my wife’s back and reaching down her buttocks. It was clear that Sumi was awake and did not offer any resistance. However, Sumi did turn her head behind once in a while to ensure that I was asleep.
Again some minutes ticked by. Both of them fell asleep and nothing significant happened. I felt that it was time to move forward. I inserted my hand inside the blanket and pinched my wife’s buttocks hard and pushed her into the Brigadier to hint to her that I was awake and that I wanted her to let the Brigadier explore her more. At the same time, I began to snore louder.  This was a clear signal to her that I won’t mind her moving ahead.
Sumi caught my hand and pinched it back to signal that she understood my desire. She quickly removed the blanket over both of them. She murmured, “Oh! It’s hot inside the blanket” and cuddled up to the Brigadier. Either she felt hot inside or she wanted me to witness their playact.
She again whispered, a little louder, “How are you feeling dear? Are you feeling better now?” into the Brigadier’s ears in a sleepy tone. Her addressing the Brigadier as ‘Dear’, seemed to have stirred up the Brigadier a little and he began to press Sumi harder with both his hands close into his body.
It was obvious to me from the energetic moves of the Brigadier that the Brigadier’s fever was completely gone by that time. Seeing his dream girl close in his arms and her addressing him as ‘Dear’; he seemed to have all his energy and virility flowing through his veins. I increased the sound of my snoring to give both of them the sense of comfort that they badly needed to sooth their nerves, which must be tense at that point of time.  
The Brigadier gradually rose over my wife and rested his mouth on her lips. Sumi saw him looming on her face. She was slightly surprised. However, she adjusted her face and let the Brigadier kiss her hard on her lips with, “mmm…..” I was thrilled to see my wife kissed by another male for the first time. I was sure, she was thrilled equally.
They both kept kissing for some time. I heard her mmm… and the Brigadier’s aaahhhs…” I knew the Brigadier’s joy knew no bounds. This was his dream come true. His nostrils had not smelled female fragrance for a long time. He had no occasion to feel a woman’s lips and body close to his for longer than he cared to remember. Besides, he was not kissing just any woman. He was kissing the woman he was masturbating and ejaculating for. I could guess that his throbbing cock must have been rock hard and must be poking into the split between my wife’s thighs.
The Brigadier’s hand was running up and down the length of my wife’s gown exploring her back and squeezing Sumi’s buttocks hard. He kept running his fingers all along the curves of Sumi’s curvaceous behind. He wanted perhaps to remember each of her curves, so that when alone, he would resurrect the information from his memory and relish the details later. He was trying to feel her buttock muscles and ass crack. Sumi giggled when she felt the Brigadier’s hand feeling her buttocks. Breaking the kiss for a few seconds, she murmured and I could hear her clearly, “Prem, you are driving me nuts. You are making me hot.”
They kept kissing and feeling each other for some time, making my cock fully erect.
Sumi reciprocated the kisses of the Brigadier heartily and sucked on his tongue. There was muffled slurping sound of their lips and tongues licking each other’s skin and sucking each other’s saliva. Breaking the lip lock only to speak, the Brigadier mumbled into my wife’s ears, “Gosh! You are lovely Sumi…. are you up to it….?”
Sumi murmured back, “Are you ok, darling? You had high ever. You think you can….? Do you want to…?” She then trailed off into significant silence, her lips sucked back into kissing her lover.
I could sense the Brigadier’s impatience. He kept kissing her hard and then after a gap of a few seconds, trying hard to keep his voice down, he whispered, “I am fit like a horse; as perhaps you can feel. I am ready more than ever, if you are and if you think we can, honey…”
Out of breath, slowly both disengaged from a long and passionate kiss. Sumi turned over on her side resting on the bed on her back. The Brigadier gently rested one of his hands over Sumi and kept caressing Sumi’s face, neck and portion above her breasts in such a way that his hand occasionally just brushed her breasts. As soon as it brushed them he would withdraw his hand quickly. Sumi understood that the Brigadier desired to feel her breasts, but lacked the courage to touch them.
She caught his hand and placed it on one of her breasts. This was just the signal the Brigadier was waiting for. Having got the go-ahead, he slowly pushed apart the flaps of Sumi’s gown and inserted his hand inside. When the Brigadier fumbled with the bra, Sumi rose a little in the bed and unclasped the straps of her bra.
That moment must have been of monumental importance for the Brigadier. He was feeling my wife’s that part, which had made him sleepless for many nights. I was afraid lest he might ejaculate simply by the feel of my wife’s luscious breasts. As he felt my wife’s naked breasts in his hands, I felt him jerk visibly.
The Brigadier was becoming impatient to move forward, whilst my wife was trying to restrain him, whispering in his ears that I was sleeping close by. At the same time, she did not resist his moves.
I again punched Sumi from behind to push her to move ahead. I heard her grumble a little acknowledging my push.  She made the Brigadier turn and rest on his back and slowly rose her head and upper body a little and rested her head on one of her palms. Pretending to look behind at me to check, if I was awake, with the other hand, she began to fumble with the Brigadier’s trouser’s’ fly. The Brigadier quickly opened his trouser’s zip to extract out his hard and fully erect cock that uncurled like a fat snake getting up from its hole, ready to attack the opponent.
I kept looking at the fully erect flagpole of a cock standing atop the Brigadier. I was sure Sumi looked at it with complete bewilderment too. She was a bit hesitant to feel it.  Then she gently touched it. I gave her a nudge from behind her. She looked back at me and winked at me smilingly as if hinting to me that she was going forward as per my instructions.
Sumi began to stroke the Brigadier’s big penis with slow deliberate movements, rubbing his foreskin and spreading his pre-cum lubricating all parts of his thick and long shaft. I saw the Brigadier tightening himself up in the bed in ecstasy; it was a long time since any woman had touched his cock. She caught his testicles and gently caressed them, lifted and felt them and lovingly massaged them in her palm with her delicate fingers as only she knew how.
The Brigadier caught Sumi’s one free hand and kissed it to express his gratitude for giving him the treatment. The Brigadier was on cloud nine. He had not expected Sumi to offer herself to him on a platter. He had been dreaming of Sumi and masturbating himself to ejaculation daily. It was just too much for him to see the same dream girl pumping his cock in his bed.
The Brigadier slowly rose from the bed and took a good look at me. He asked her in low whispering voice (and that time, I could hear him), “Is he asleep?”
Sumi saw him looking at me, she told him, “Don’t worry. He sleeps like a log. You cannot wake him now even if you beat drums in his ears.”
I heard it and poked a finger hard into my wife’s bum’s crack to hint to her that I heard her. She gave out a muffled ‘ouch’ as the result. The Brigadier wondered and asked her in a hushed tone, ‘What happened?”
Sumi replied, “Nothing. Perhaps a bed bug.” She whispered back to him.
The Brigadier was hard at work on my wife’s ripe breasts. He had pulled down my wife’s gown well below her breasts and had removed her bra with a little bit of cooperation from Sumi. The Brigadier caught one of her breasts in one hand and sucked on the other breast whilst he caressed my wife’s torso with his other hand inserting his other hand inside my wife’s gown.
Sumi tugged at the vest of the Brigadier and asked him, “How are you feeling Prem? Are you feeling temperature anymore? Do you think you can dispense with this?”
The Brigadier replied in clear voice removing his vest and resuming sucking Sumi’s breast, “I never felt better. I am horny as hell, as you can see.”
Sumi began kissing the Brigadier’s hairy chest. Sumi’s other hand was busy caressing and shagging the Brigadier’s cock. She was astonished to feel the Brigadier’s cock as big and thick and hard as a rod. She asked the Brigadier,
“Prem, you are hard as a rock. Did you ever fancy me in this way in your arms dear?”
Without hesitation, the Brigadier replied, “Every day without fail. I watched you in wet clothes doing exercises. I ejaculated almost daily. However, I just fancied this. I never thought this would ever happen in reality. I cannot say how much thankful I am. You have made me many years younger.”
Sumi said, “Don’t thank me, Prem. We are lovers now. Lovers never thank each other for their love. You don’t have to masturbate now on. I will not like your semen to be wasted. I want to take it in as much as I can. Don’t worry. I am not going to be pregnant. You have earned my love. One is either destined or deserves to be a relative. You deserve to be my love. Lovers do all they can, for each other; without thanking or expecting thanks.”
Sumi kept cranking the Brigadier’s rod. From behind her I again nudged her, egging her on to move faster. She pulled the Brigadier’s trousers down. The Brigadier quickly pulled down his trousers and got rid of his under wear. He was fully naked on the bed. Sumi kept playing with his testicles and with the girth of his thick cock.
The Brigadier made Sumi to sit up in bed so that he could pull Sumi’s gown over her shoulders. They were both fully naked on the bed.
Playing with the Brigadier’s big shaft, Sumi said, “Prem, you have a thick and big cock. How is it so even at this age?”
“Well, Sumi, for one, I try to remain fit through long walks and exercises.  That plays a part. But the most important part is you.” Pointing at his cock he continued, “Today he has seen an opportunity to meet a beautiful companion and he wants to impress the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.”
I could see Sumi blushing profusely at the compliment. She kicked a punch in the Brigadier’s rib and said, “Don’t flatter me falsely. I am not the prettiest woman you have seen.”
The Brigadier was slowly getting rid of his hesitation with Sumi. He pulled my wife on his lap. She must have felt the Brigadier’s rock hard cock on her pussy. Perhaps she adjusted her position to take his cock between her thighs without letting it enter her. She caught his head between her hands and pulled his mouth on her mouth inviting him to kiss her.
However, before mating with her lips, the Brigadier said, “I do not know of any prettier woman than you are. You are not just pretty for the eyes. You are pretty at heart. You are indeed the prettiest woman I have ever laid my eyes on. I know you are driven by compassion for this old man.”
Sumi put her finger on the Brigadier’s lips and was quick to reply back. “Don’t give me that credit. Believe me, Prem, I was taken in the first time I saw you. You may be aged. However, I knew you are young where it matters.” By mistake, she blurted out that I had told her that the Brigadier had a long cock. However, the Brigadier did not seem to notice that.
He said, “Whatever; you are indeed the most wonderful thing that has happened to me at this stage in my life. I feel as if I am reborn to....” before the Brigadier could complete his sentence, Sumi jumped on him and kissed him hard repeatedly saying in between breaths, “You speak too much. Don’t speak. Kiss me. Make love to me.”
That was too much for me to bear. I began cranking my cock faster. I wanted them to fuck quickly. However, Sumi was playing games with the Brigadier. She was delaying the inevitable. Was it because she was apprehensive about his long and thick manhood causing her some pain? Or did she want to excite me? I wondered.
They kissed so intently and for so long that they were bound to be out of breath. Both trying to regain their breath, separated. Prem laid Sumi gently on the bed. He spread his one palm on Sumi’s body and rested it at her navel hesitating to massage her pussy area. Sumi caught it and made him rub his palm on her pubic area. She then whispered, “Prem, tonight, I am yours. Don’t hesitate. Make love to me as much as you want. But pray be silent. I would rather my hubby remained asleep.”
The Brigadier looked at me. I continued pretending I was fast asleep. However, I smiled tongue in cheek. I felt that we would have to make the Brigadier aware that I was in this too. However, the time would be of my wife’s choosing. 
The Brigadier spread his large palm over my wife’s lovely pubic area and caressed it lovingly. Sumi always kept her pussy clean and shaved. The Brigadier was pleased with the smoothness he felt when he caressed Sumi’s pubic region. He said, “Sumi, you are nice and smooth.”
“Do you like it this way, Prem?” Asked Sumi.
“I love it darling.” said the Brigadier taking the initiative to call my wife ‘Darling’.
“Well, Raj always likes me clean shaven and smooth there.” hinted Sumi about my existence.
“Can I suck you there?” asked the Brigadier.
“I said, do what you want. Don’t ask. Remember, you are now my love darling.” replied Sumi getting a little irritated, yet responding to ‘darling’ from the Brigadier.
“I am yours for the whole night. You may suck me, fuck me and do everything except anal sex. I don’t like it. We never do it. Look, Prem, now we have a relationship that is far beyond that of neighbours or even friends. I and my husband Raj both are on the same page regarding this. Today my willingness to be shared by you has manifested because of your fever and our concern for you. I decided today to confirm our relationship. My husband and I would like you to share me with my husband. We both agree that you deserve a female companion and I and my husband both feel and you will perhaps agree with us that I could be as good a companion for you as you can get. Do you agree?”
The Brigadier was overawed at my wife’s frankness. He was touched. He meekly nodded his head. Sumi saw the Brigadier’s expressions and said, “Come now, my lover, prepare me to serve you.” She grabbed the Brigadier’s head and signalled him to move towards her legs.
The Brigadier gingerly moved towards her legs and made my wife spread her legs far apart. He slid down to at the end of the bed to place his mouth between her legs. Oh! What a sight it was! It looked as if the Brigadier was trying to find his lost youth between her legs (which I thought, he indeed was). Sumi spread her legs wide enough to let Prem dig his head deep between them licking and poking her clit with his tongue. Whilst he was digging his tongue deep into the recess of my wife’s spread out cunt, he was also squeezing her breasts and occasionally pinching her nipples with one hand. The Brigadier wanted to drive her to a point, which would compel her to beg the Brigadier to mount and fuck her.
I must admit grudgingly that he was doing a good job it; because as the result of his actions, Sumi was undergoing unprecedented convulsions with her body shaking and ‘Ooohh…’ and ‘Ahhh…’ repeatedly escaping her lips even when she was trying hard to remain silent.
I did offer this treatment to my wife often. However, either I would get tired too soon or she would not get the ecstatic moments that I thought I would have liked to give her. On the other hand, the Brigadier’s stamina far exceeded mine and he was able to extract such grunts, sighs, giggles and exclamations from Sumi; which I was never able to do. From the way Sumi began sighing and moaning, it was evident that she was nearing her orgasm.
And the Brigadier was in a hurry for her to expedite it. He certainly knew how to drive his paramour to the highest level of ecstasy. I could now relate to what he had told me about his experiences in his active service. The Brigadier withdrew his mouth and replaced his tongue with a finger of his hand. He then inserted one finger into her pussy hole and began to gently massage her clitoris.
Sumi was just about to explode with her first orgasm and with the Brigadier’s finger digging into her love hole, she did with a rather loud sigh. This let loose all the restraint Sumi could manage in spite of the highly titillating activities from the Brigadier. She was trying hard to control her decibels. However, she could barely able to control her ecstasy. She started crying out to the Brigadier, “What are you doing, Prem? This is driving me nuts. Oh… Ahhh…”
I knew she was having a huge orgasm. He clit was her weakest point. When I needed to pep her up; that was the formula I used and now the Brigadier also learned of my secret weapon. She shook and trembled for a while, closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh enjoying her high.
She then stretched her hands to invite the Brigadier to come in her arms. The Brigadier climbed up atop her gently, taking care not to put any weight on her. His thick and long penis hung down. Sumi held his penis in her one hand whilst held the Brigadier’s head in her other hand moving her fingers through his hair and guiding his lips onto her lips in a passionate and hungry kiss. I could clearly see that she was hot as hell to get fucked by the long and fat cock of the Brigadier. I could hardly blame her for that.
The Brigadier kissed her for some time and raised himself to kiss her long and thick hair. He then descended to kiss and lick her neck with his tongue. He kept kissing her neck for some time, then began kissing her breasts and above. His saliva was flowing down my wife’s juicy breasts. I could see that Sumi was relishing each brush of the Brigadier’s tongue on her lithe body. She twitched her eyelids or gave out an ecstatic moan as he brushed her tongue on sensitive parts of her body.
When the Brigadier reached her navel, Sumi twitched. The Brigadier poked his tongue into her navel and rubbed it around affectionately to arouse Sumi. Sumi caught his head and pushed it to between her legs. After licking her vaginal area and inserting his tongue into her pussy for a while, the Brigadier again resumed kissing Sumi, this time slowly, lovingly but seductively, rubbing and caressing her breasts and other sensitive parts of Sumi’s body, whilst my lovely wife held his head in her hands caressing his cock with the other.
 Sumi was hot and ready for the final action. She extended her hand surreptitiously in my direction and caught my arm. She pinched my arm hard. She wanted to notify me that she was then ready to be fucked by her new found paramour. I immediately pinched her back to confirm my approval.
Sumi pushed the Brigadier to make him come on top of her. She adjusted her body on the bed and rubbed the Brigadier’s hanging long john on her pussy lips. The state of her horniness was evident by the way her juice flowed out from her pussy. The Brigadier’s cock was hard and ready to reach the unknown depths of my wife’s interior, where no one except me had ever entered.
She rubbed his cock on the periphery of her pussy lips so as to lubricate his thick cock for easier passage. She then inserted tip of his cock into her fold of pussy lips to feel a new chapter in her life. She looked intently at her paramour’s face. Their eyes met. The Brigadier smiled lovingly at her and bent and kissed her lips and then one of her breasts. I could see Sumi blush and let out a half smile. Having gone as far as that, she must be wondering in her mind if her decision was right; although she knew it was too late to speculate on that.
The Brigadier was more than ready to taste the feel of his manhood entering, playing with and rubbing the most sensitive interiors of his dream woman. He knew it would be something more than what he had ever experienced even at the prime of his youth. He looked up to the ceiling. I guessed, perhaps he was thanking the almighty for offering him the opportunity to serve his most beloved woman, who was in his arms under him waiting for him to make love to her.
Perhaps, my Sumi read his mind and murmured, ‘What are you thinking darling? I am the luckiest woman today. You have been and are a very distinguished soldier and commander of a brigade with thousands of soldiers ready to sacrifice their lives at your single command. However, today you are my love slave and my own lover, who will perform his services for my personal pleasure. Of course, I shall also do the same for you.”
The Brigadier smiled, bent and kissed her nipple and straightened. He focused his attention between her legs and gently made an entry into her waiting pussy. The entry was a bit tight and a small sigh escaped Sumi’s lips. However, she smiled encouragingly at her lover looming over her.
The Brigadier pushed his dick a little bit deeper and this time my wife must have felt a bit of pain for she stretched her eyebrows and closed her eyes instinctively, but did not utter a word. Perhaps the Brigadier knew that Sumi’s tight passage was causing her a bit of pain. He withdrew and pushed his thick cock into her love hole again. He did this several times. That made the passage much smoother than before, as his and Sumi’s skin got fully lubricated with their pre-cum.
He pushed in and withdrew a bit, pushed still deeper and withdrew a little bit. After a few gentle and loving strokes, when he felt that she was able to accept his rod into her with much less strain, with a gentle thrust he pushed his cock all the way into my wife with low grunt. His long and thick shaft was well and truly inside my delicate wife’s pussy. She was feeling the effect of it and I could read from the expressions on her face that she was enjoying every movement of his thrust and feeling his thick and long meat deep inside her love tunnel.
The visual of the Brigadier’s naked body with his neck straddled between my wife’s white shapely naked legs on his shoulders; stroking in impaling one thrust after another into my wife’s leaking pussy, was something, I would never forget. Sumi not only enjoyed getting fucked; she made her partner doubly enjoy fucking her by making such sounds and exclamations that made her mate feel that he was her best lover ever and that the enjoyment that he was giving her was way above any other pleasure she had ever had.
I could see the Brigadier trying to pleasure her in various ways. As he kept impaling his thick meat into my wife’s pussy, he did not hide his emotions of utter satisfaction, nay delight on his face. He looked lovingly at his beautiful and shapely mate who lay beneath him between his folded knees with her eyes closed mostly, opened only to look at her lover’s face, twinkling in delight at the experience of mating of their flesh and feeling of his long meat rubbing continuously all along the walls of her love tunnel.
After a few minutes of laboured fucking, the Brigadier slowed down and stopped. His fuck mate and my wife Sumi asked him, “What happened Prem?”
The Brigadier replied, “Sumi, I just don’t want this to end like any other sex session that couples engage in. Tonight is a very special night in my life. Believe me Sumi, I have a new life today. If I say that I am reborn today, it would not be wrong. You might not know but I was broken inside. I gave everything to my family, my wife and my children. However, as I aged and when I needed them the most, they left me one after another. My wife died but my sons left because they wanted to leave their life and to make a career for themselves. I loved them so much. I do not blame them at all. However, that made me feel isolated and unwanted. You have given me cause to live. I now feel that I am wanted. I want this to be a real love making. I don’t want to fuck you; I want to make love to you.”
What a sight it was to see the Brigadier and my lovely wife Sumi in a tight embrace. The Brigadier made my wife rise to sit in his lap from laid back position whilst leaving his cock embedded in her pussy; he took Sumi in a close, intimate and emotional embrace and began pecking her hair, forehead, nose, ears, lips, cheeks and chin; showering liberally his affection on her; which must have been deeply buried for months in his heart.
Sumi straightened her face, smiled affectionately looking straight into the Brigadier’s eyes and said rather softly, “Now you are all mine for the rest of our lives. I am a very possessive lover. Now on, do not make a pass at any other woman. I will not tolerate it. Besides, I will not allow you to masturbate anymore. No need now for you to hide behind a curtain to see me half dressed or undressed. When you are horny, just find the time and opportunity to slip into our bedroom. Of course be careful with the children and your attendants. You need not worry about my hubby. My hubby is with us all the way. Aren’t you honey?” Smiling rather broadly, she spoke loudly looking in my direction.
Her voice was a signal to me that it was time for me to sit up and announce my acceptance of their relationship.
Sumi looked at me as I sat up on the sofa and looked at them. That the brigadier’s condition was awkward would be an understatement of the year. He was bewildered. He was completely foxed seeing that Sumi and he got caught red handed. He could not utter a word.
Looking at the shocked expressions on the Brigadier’s face, Sumi said, “Come on Prem. Relax. Don’t get disturbed. It’s ok. As I told you, Raj and I are on the same wavelength as far as this relationship is concerned. It was my husband, who persuaded me for this adventure and I am glad he did. Mind you, he has been watching whatever we did. We are sorry for the deception. However, that was just to avoid you feeling guilty and to make you feel relaxed.”
Then looking at me and my hard erect and eager cock, she continued,  “As you can see Prem, he enjoyed our love making. Did you not honey?”
Without answering, I stood up stripping off my dress and in no time was fully bare. My cock stood hard pointing up wards. The Brigadier watched me wide-eyed and speechless. It took him some time to reconcile with the situation. I stood fully naked by the side of the bed watching my lovely naked beauty Sumi ensconced in the Brigadier’s lap. It looked to me as if their bodies were joined like simian twins and did not want to separate.
Sumi took my cock in her hand and stretching her arms wide inviting me inside them, she said, “I see that the show was erotic enough to make you so erect and hard. Now don’t be a spoil sport. Come in my arms and join us, will you?”
I quickly snuggled closer to my wife, poking her side with my erect and hard cock onto her breasts, waist and went into her arms and said in low voice, “This was what I was waiting for. I wanted you both to feel relaxed and make love. Love is so blissful. Love is giving happiness and accepting it; when your lover gives it to you. Love is not snatching happiness or trying to take it forcefully. Prem, we want you to be our love mate. I want you to share and enjoy Sumi with me. Traditions and social conventions and beliefs be damned.”
I caressed my wife’s hair and enjoyed the feeling down her smooth naked contours leading to her lovely and tantalizing breasts. I squeezed her breasts with both my hands. Sumi jerked with the touch of my fingers and let out a loud moan. She did not have to control her moans anymore.  I slowly inserted my palm between their bodies. It was wonderful to feel their bodies stuck to each other with no sign of their genitals.
The experience was so exciting for her. There were two lovers to fuck her. There was no feeling of guilt for having violated the sacred marriage vows, because this was what her husband desired and as per vows she had taken, she was duty bound to fulfill husband’s sexual desires. She was therefore perfectly within her moral, social and religious domain to copulate with another male lover.
The Brigadier had fully reconciled to the strange and entirely unexpected situation. My gestures were also a signal to make him go on.
In no time, both Sumi and the Brigadier resumed their fucking in that rather awkward position. Sumi had to work harder and that was what she liked when she was horny. Both of them kept pumping each other for a while. After some time, she stopped and said, “Prem, come on top of me again and fuck me hard. I am your bitch in heat.”
The Brigadier moved away. Sumi slowly lay again on the bed with her face looking up. His hard erect shaft stood gleaming coated all round with their slime. It was eager to find its way into my wife’s Sumi’s waiting pussy hole. The Brigadier gingerly mounted atop Sumi. Sumi looked at him smiled and closed her eyes. She caught his cock in her hand and centred it on her pussy lips. She rubbed his cock on her pussy lips for a minute or so and symbolically pulled it into her hole. The Brigadier gave a good thrust and pushed it all inside my wife’s pussy. Sumi sighed. Was it due to pain on account of the Brigadier’s fat and long cock thrust all the way inside in one go? Or was it due to the fulfillment of dreams and excitement of experiencing him; as I brazenly watched her being fucked by another male, I could not know. Perhaps, her sigh seemed to be a mix of all these emotions.
The Brigadier caught Sumi’s boobs in his hands and resumed thrusting his rod into my wife’s eager cunt. As the pace of their fucking increased Sumi’s moans turned louder. The Brigadier panted as he increased his pace with my wife responding to his thrusts in equal measure. I was sure; she wanted to be fucked by the Brigadier many more times. I could imagine her inner delight at feeling her whole passage full of his meat.
She moaned and kept calling, “Prem, this is nice. Oh God.. Fuck me, darling. You are doing fine. Oh Prem, fuck me harder…”
Her own juices mixed with the Brigadier’s pre-cum had fully lubricated her passage and it was then smooth for the Brigadier to fuck her. This was the first time for months for the Brigadier to fuck a woman of his love. He loved my wife and dreamed of fucking her and creamed out for several months since we had moved into the next house.  
The Brigadier increased his speed of fucking. As Sumi got used to the Brigadier’s long and thick cock and gradually increasing pace of his skillful strokes, she began to reciprocate his thrusts and bounced up to match the Brigadier’s rhythm. To facilitate the Brigadier’s pelvic thrusts, upon Sumi’s signal, I inserted a pillow beneath my wife’s shapely bum to raise her pussy angularly so as to enable her to receive the Brigadier’s shaft fully inside her passage deep down her body.
In a short time, Sumi matched the Brigadier’s thrusts with her up wards thrusts. His testicles slapped my wife’s bums at increasing pace and created “Futch… Futch…. “ sound. Both the Brigadier and Sumi kept letting out sounds such as “Hmmm…. Aahhh…”, as they pulled and pushed into each other. Gradually their tempo mounted. It did not look as if the Brigadier had quiet high temperature some hours ago.
This was a momentous experience for me too. I was seeing my wife fulfilling the desire of an old person who had been suffering from loneliness and celibacy for the past one year and who we felt deserved to be satisfied. This was a novel experiment for me and my wife. We were treading on an unknown and perhaps a dangerous path which was a social taboo.
The Brigadier appeared not able to hold much longer as he reached a high. Sumi looked at him and from the expressions on his face understood that her lover was about to reach his climax. She stopped the Brigadier and asked him to dismount her.
My wife asked the Brigadier to lie on his back on the bed and climbed up on top of him straddling him between her legs. I thought she wanted to cum with her lover and give him the pleasure that she felt he deserved. That action was designed perhaps also to delay the Brigadier reaching his climax.
She held his still hard, fully coated cock with the slimy juices from both the mating lovers. As soon as she assumed her position, she gently inserted his rock hard cock into her hole rubbing it just a little on her pussy lips. The Brigadier was re-energized and was able to sustain a bit more. My wife kept pushing and pulling into her mate with a frantic pitch. It was then the turn of her mate; the Brigadier to thrust his pelvis upwards to push harder into his lover Sumi. The Brigadier grabbed my wife’s flying boobs into his hands and squeezed and massaged them as Sumi fucked the Brigadier hard.
Sumi pumped into the Brigadier and moaned out loud. The Brigadier, in turn, reciprocated her groans with huge sighs as he pumped his cock up into my wife’s cunt. Their matching duet resonated through the bedroom. Their huffs and puffs and the smell of sex spread across the room. From the increase in the pace of their grunts indicated that they both were about to reach their climax.
With a big sigh from Sumi followed by a loud Ohhh…. My…. that was great… from the Brigadier. Both ejaculated. My wife’s cunt began to overflow as both collapsed exhausted on the bed. There was a huge energetic ebullient expression on the Brigadier’s face even though he was exhausted. Sumi had a great satisfying expression, that surfaced on a hungry person’s face when he has filled his stomach with stuff he relishes eating.
It took them a minute or two to recover. Sumi looked at the Brigadier, smiled and stretched her arms to take him into a big embrace to convey without speaking; her appreciation of how wonderful the Brigadier was in bed. The Brigadier kissed my wife hard on her lips for a few seconds and kissed her forehead, mouth cheeks and neck to express his profound gratitude for being a wonderful lover. I was watching their mating and then their post-copulation loving mutual appreciation sitting on the bed.
The Brigadier looked at me and said, “Raj, I cannot tell you how touched I am at your wonderful gesture. But for your feelings and understanding, my life would have been like a desert. You and Sumi have come as an oasis in the desert. I beg to be forgiven for having even considered building a sole relationship with Sumi. I am touched to learn that it was your initiative that we could do what we did today. I guarantee you on oath that this incident will be buried with me and no one would even get a whiff of the smell of our adventure. You have my word that irrespective of whether we have another such opportunity or not, this and any such incidents in the future, will remain strictly between us.”
Needless to say that the experience drove me up so much that I made my tired wife lie again on the bed and climbed up on top of her and fucked her hard as the Brigadier watched. I filled her already full cunt with my semen, when I finished.
I do not know if what I did was right or wrong?

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