Hot Encounter With Neighbour’s Wife Sheeba
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Submit Report This incident happened during my college days. My name is Sam and I am 21 years old, well built, fair complexion, powerlifter and college champion in athletics. I am a typical desi guy who got admission in Delhi at a reputed instruction. Sheeba is my neighbour and is 28 years old. She has wheatish complexion, well-shaped curvy body with stats of 34-28-36. So, basically, she is sexy neighbour every man dreams for. I had shifts on alternate days. I was the first to occupy flat no. 601 and Sheeba occupied no. 603. Being married to a desi guy who was too conservative (her husband’s name is Chandru) and a business magnet didn’t allow her to take any job. Chandru is a money-making machine who never cared about his wife. Secondly, he ends his night game in seconds, which I came to know later. Being neighbours, initially, we shared just strange looks and then we became good friends (in Delhi, it happens). Chandru always asked me for exercise tips and a good diet since he was a fat puppy and match for Sheeba. One fine day, he invited me to teach some workout drills. After getting wrapped up on my sports dress, I knocked on their door. After some time, a sexy face peeped through the iron grill. Wow! Sheeba was in a black nightie that day and her hair spread over her face. Chandru (yelling): Open the door, Sheeba. It must be our neighbour guy whom I was telling you last night. Sheeba: Hello. Me: Hey, neighbour. Chandru asked her to make coffee. Meantime, I asked about his work and their life. By the conversation, I came to know he is a lazy goose. Sheeba arrived with three mugs of coffee. I took the coffee and accidentally, her finger touched my palm.! A shock wave passed through my soul and since I was wearing a sports attire, my tool got hard. She noticed that and smiled secretly. While having the coffee, I shared the diet plan and some stretching exercises. While doing our workout in the corridor, my neighbour’s sexy wife was staring and scanning my whole body. I avoided looking at her. This routine continued for a week. The next week, I knocked on their door. It took a while for Sheeba to open the door. Sheeba was wrapped in her bathing towel. Me: Hey, Chandru here? I was actually aroused by seeing my neighbour’s wife’s deep cleavage and smooth skin. I had an erection. Sheeba: He has gone for a business trip, didn’t he text you? Me: I haven’t checked yet. A drop of water moved over her neck and fell into Sheeba’s deep cleavage. Then she closed the door. That night, I couldn’t sleep. I had a persistent erection and I masturbated thinking about my neighbour’s wife. I also planned to drill her cunt in one week’s time! The next day, I got a call from Chandru. Chandru: Sorry, bhai, I didn’t inform my trip. Me: It’s ok. Chandru: Could you do me a favor? Me: Sure, I can. Chandru: Sheeba wants to go to a spa. Could you accompany her, please? Me: Sure, no problem. He then forwarded his wife’s phone number. I saved her number and jumped over in joy. I got myself ready in a white full-hand t-shirt and jeans with matching sneakers. I dropped her a message on Whatsapp. “Hey, ready?” Sheeba: Yes, in an hour. To my surprise, she asked me to come and wait in their hall. When I entered the hall, there was a nice fragrance and a cup of juice placed on the table. She walked in on her bathing attire and had the juice. My neighbour’s wife went to the bathroom with a naughty look. After some time, she was draped in a white transparent saree which showed her deep navel. Sheeba: How do I look like? “Elegant you are,” I complimented. As we started, the rain started pouring down. She asked me if I can drive their car? Me: yes, I can drive you wherever you want and how many hours you need. We had to walk some distance to enter the garrison. Both of us got drenched in proportion. I showed all my maneuvering skills and she was impressed. Within 15 minutes, we were in one of the busiest roads in Delhi and then reached the spa. She had all conditioned and threading she came out like a super sex goddess. And still water was dripping all over her belly. Sheeba: Can we have dinner together? Me: It is up to you. Sheeba: Ok. We can have a candlelight dinner at my place. We reached our place and still it was raining. We waited in the car for a while and then got out. I got down and opened the door for her. We started a run and suddenly, she slipped on the puddling. “Help!!!!!Help!!!” she called out. I went near and helped her to stand. She wasn’t able to walk for a while so I took her in my arms and started walking in the rain with no lights. Oh my god, her well shaped soft butts were crushing on my arms and my right hand was on her belly. I slowly squeezed on her ass crack and reached the doorstep. She got down and turned on the lights. But it was a power outage, so no use. Total darkness. She asked me in a mellifluous voice, “Please wait, for some time, I will make some spicy food.” Me: It’s okay. I am leaving. My neighbour’s wife lashed the door in a second and locked it. My heart started pumping heavily. She lighted a candle. Her clothes were drenched in the rain. Her pallu was slipping down. Her whole body was visible, her boobs too which was covered by a black lace bra. She asked me to wait for 10 minutes while she went and changed. And she gave me a towel to wipe myself. After 5 minutes – Sheeba: Can you come inside (the bedroom), please? I took the candle and went to the bedroom. She was turned to the other side. She only had her black lace bra on her top portion. A portion of her boobs was visible in the mirror. Sheeba: Can you please unhook my bra? It seems to have got stuck. I slowly approached her. With shivering hands, I touched her bra hook. I could sense heat evolving from her body. I slowly spread my hand on the hook and released it. To my surprise, she took it off her body.