Indian Sister-in-Law or Second Wife

This is a real story.

I am Mahima, and I am going to share with you something that is very personal to me. This is a real incident that happened to me about two years ago.

My sister who is younger to me by six years (24) Riddhi delivered a cute baby girl. Since we were staying in Bangalore and our parents were in Mumbai it was difficult for her to manage work and the baby. So she called me to stay with her for 6 months.

Although married myself, I was between jobs and I was taking a 1 year break. Also, my husband keeps traveling as he is into sales. So I had no worries about moving into her house for 6 months. In fact I was happy that I will get more time to spend with her and my niece. So I packed my bags and moved to her place on a Saturday.

Riddhi and her husband Vikrant were happy to receive me. They had a big flat with 3 bedrooms so accommodating me was easy. I got a bedroom for myself, which was next to their master bedroom. Riddhi helped me transfer all my clothes into the wardrobes and arrange some of my stuff in the room.

It took me some time to adjust to the new place. The light switches, TV setup, washing machine and doing my daily chores. Vikrant's work timings were 10 am to around 7-8 pm. So it would be my sister and me at home most of the time.

After about a week or so, I became comfortable in their house. Both my sister and Viki (Vikrant) would put extra efforts to make me feel that I am part of their family. I would repay their affection by helping my sister with all house chores, taking care of the baby and sometimes even Viki. Viki was more of a patriarch, so it will be me and my sister doing all the chores, cooking food, washing clothes, etc.

My sister used to wear all pregnancy clothes loose and thin cotton material, and almost never used to wear a bra at home. Once I opened up to her about how I miss being at my home, as here I have to be careful, need to wear a bra at all times and also think about how I look in front of Viki.

Riddhi was surprised that I felt this way. She never thought about it in this way. She wanted me to be super comfortable at her home and told me immediately to stop with all the formalities. She said, "right now remove your bra!". I did as she instructed and from that day onwards I started to roam in the house braless. Also, I became less conscious about my appearance and what I wore in front of Viki.

However, my sister did not anticipate what effect it had on Viki. He saw me roaming without a bra, sometimes my nipples poking, and sometimes in leggings and night slips. After all he was a man, and it was bound to have a titillating effect on him. I mentioned this to my sister, but she said it is fine. She even casually joked that let him watch, the poor guy is not getting any action, after the delivery. Another 4-5 months before he can enjoy sex. I couldn't help but smile at my sister's comment and in a strange way also felt good about myself and my body.

One month just zoomed by with us taking care of the baby and house chores. Viki was busy with work during the day but he made most of his time with the baby after coming home. He was a loving and caring father and was great with the baby. Both of us loved watching him play with Sara. Oh yes forgot to tell you they named the baby girl Sara.

End of the month though, I did feel the sexual tension between me and Viki. Like I mentioned it was obvious and unavoidable. He was sexually needy and me roaming around without bra, and in tight leggings and frilly night slips did not help his cause. Many times Riddhi would feed the baby in front of us. The sight of her unbuttoning her shirt and feeding the baby was unconventionally sexy. I always wondered what effect watching women breastfeeding has on men. Here I gotta see it live!

Sara being just a newborn also found it difficult to distinguish her mother between us sisters. Even though I have bigger assets (36 C cups) compared to Riddhi (30 B cups). When hungry, she would grab my boobs with her little hands and try to suckle on them. I will then hand over her to Riddhi for breastfeeding. Many times this would happen in front of Viki and he would joke she wants your milk. My standard response would be "very funny Viki".

Viki's dream of me feeding Sara did come true in an odd way. Once, Riddhi had gone to the parlor and was expected to be back in an hour or so. So it was just Viki and me at home. That is when Sara started crying and was not stopping at all. We both tried to stop her from crying but she was relentless. Finally, I told Viki that let me try something. So I took Sara in the bedroom and let her suckle on my boobs. Although I was not lactating, I thought this would calm her down. And it worked she was calmly sucking on my right nipple.

As she stopped crying Viki entered unannounced into the bedroom. I told him to be quiet. He came and softly said "see she wanted your milk." I raised my hand signaling him that do you want a slap? He smiled and said sorry to me. Surprisingly I was not feeling awkward breastfeeding her, that too in front of Viki. My motherly instincts were on overdrive and oddly it was satisfying to see Sara holding my boob and sucking on my nipple innocently. The feeling cannot be explained.

I told Viki not to tell Riddhi, as we don't know how she will react. He too agreed and said this will be our little secret. In the meantime Sara wanted to shift to my left boob so she shifted and I instinctively lifted my shirt up exposing my left tit for a few seconds as she started to suckle on my left boob. Viki would have seen both my nipples as he was sitting right next to me. But he pretended to ignore.

After about 10-15 minutes she fell asleep and I kept her pram. Viki patted on my back and said well done. I smiled and said thank you. Riddhi arrived after 15-20 mins and we got busy in the routine.

As weeks turned into months, I was getting more attached to the family. Riddhi would discuss a lot of family related issues while Viki would open up to me about his work. Since Riddhi was a housewife he was able to connect better with me with work related topics. Post dinner it would be me and Viki speaking about work and Riddhi would go early to bed around 10 pm. Me and Viki would sometimes keep talking or watch a movie till 12 am and then go to our respective bedrooms to sleep.

One of those days when we were speaking about work, he opened up to me about his work stress and work pressure. I was being empathic towards him and could make out that he was feeling low so I opened my arms and gave him a hug. He accepted my embrace and rested his face on my chest and held his arms around me.

I was patting on his back and telling him to relax, do not take so much tension about work. Soon he adjusted his face so that it was placed in between my boobs. I was not wearing a bra and he continued to bury his between the warmth of my boobs. This made me quite aroused, for a moment I thought about ending the embrace, but I felt sorry for him and thought maybe this will cheer him up. So for a good 15 minutes I let him cuddle and relax in my embrace. As we separated my nipples were stiff and poking through my shirt.

He said, "thank you Mahima, I am feeling much better." I replied, "great! Relax, don't take work so seriously." Then we spoke for some more time and went to sleep.

After that moment Viki started becoming more and more attached to me. In little things I would notice it. For example while crossing the road he will hold my hand, he will personally drop me if he can, sometimes he will call from the office during breaks. I was enjoying all the attention from him and especially with my husband away most times it felt good getting that kind of attention from a strong man.

I also responded by getting more comfortable with him. I will let him hold me by my waist, sometimes give him nice hugs, if he is being touchy, ignore and act as it is normal. A good example of this being I would not stop him from casually patting me on my hips.

Many times when I will be working in the kitchen he would come and ask me what is cooking. After I answer, he will come near me and pat my hips saying "good girl". This was not a friendly touch but an incredibly sensual touch (for both of us). Nine out of ten times this will happen when I will be in leggings and my hips will be on display. His touch would immediately make me wet and aroused, also I loved being called a good girl, my dad used to call me that often when I was young. Obviously this will not happen in front of Riddhi.

Another thing that he would do was lie down on my lap. Especially at night when Riddhi has gone to sleep and we are busy watching TV. He will lie down on the sofa and rest his head on my lap and watch TV. This was definitely outside of the comfort zone and also incredibly risky as Riddhi might come to the living room unannounced. But like I said, over the last couple of months we had grown close and made me more accommodating. I would in fact run my hands through his hair and calm him down.

One of those days, he stopped watching TV and looked at me and said, "I feel very comfortable and relaxed keeping my head in your lap." I responded by saying, "great, I am happy to help and calm you down, especially after a stressful day at work."

'Work' however was the trigger word and soon he started to tell me about his work pressure. I was listening and reassuring him in a motherly way. In the end he said. "Thank you Mahima for your support, sometimes I feel that the earth should open up below me and hide me underground for sometime". Before I could react to that statement, he turned towards me and shoved his face between my legs. I guess he was trying to hide from the world.

I was wearing thin cotton leggings and panties inside but I was never expecting this kind of situation. This was very awkward yet erotic for me. His face was firmly planted over my crotch, he will be inches away from my pussy! All sorts of questions were going in my head as I pretended to act normally, will he feel my heat? What if he smells me down there?

My nipples hardened and my pussy became wet in arousal. I was keeping calm and patting his back waiting for him to turn back up. After a good 10 minutes he removed his face from between my legs. I asked him, "Hope it's all good?" He nodded saying yes and soon after another 15 mins we retired to our bedrooms. I was not able to shake off that scene and I masturbated before going to sleep.

After about 3 months of staying together, Viki became more adventurous. He was thinking of me as his second wife. His sexual frustration was evident as Riddhi recovering from C-section was still not ready for intercourse. Riddhi mentioned to me about how she feels helpless but does the best she can in the bedroom. They would mostly cuddle, smooch, and sometimes she would give him a handjob. Many times she has noticed him masturbating, but she did not confront him as it would make him uncomfortable.

Riddhi did not know about our equation, unaware about how her husband behaves with me. As days passed, Viki would become more touchy with me. He expected longer and more intimate hugs from me. Sometimes in the kitchen he would hug me from behind and wish me good morning. I could feel his morning wood (hard erection) pressing on my hips as he held his hands just under my boobs. First he used to pat me softly on my hips, but now it was more with intent. His pats would be harder and his hands would linger on my hips longer feeling the flesh for 1-2 seconds.

One morning he kept fondling my hips in a loving way, and kept saying, "you have the perfect hips Mahima, they are like the peach smiley". I would keep pushing his hand away and keep telling him to stop distracting me. In an absence of any sort of hard resistance from me, he kept getting bolder, and continued to fondle my hips at will. The effect it had on me was very intense, my pussy was wet with arousal and I was finding it hard to concentrate. Luckily Riddhi got up and as we heard her footsteps approaching Viki went away.

One question that all of you may want to ask is why did I not stop him. The answer to this question is I was also needy. My husband was away most of the time and I too enjoyed the touch of a man. Moreover, the risk of Riddhi catching us red handed oddly made it more sexy. It reminded me when I was newly married in a joint family and the way my husband and I would secretly have our sensual sessions.

Into the 4th month, Viki was getting bolder by the day. Very very touchy whenever Riddhi was not there around us. Intimate morning and bedtime hugs became routine, ass groping was longer, sometimes he would cuddle with me on the sofa.

I think he was just waiting to get some alone time with me to make the next move. Finally he got his chance, when Riddhi had gone to her friend's place. She went by around 4pm after feeding the baby and was expected to be back by 8 pm. That meant Viki had 4 hours of alone time with me. We said bye to Riddhi and told her to have fun.

As it was a weekend, I wanted to bake a cake. I was in the kitchen doing the prep work for baking. I was dressed in home clothes, light gray leggings and a loose cotton shirt. I was not wearing a bra as usual and had light pink panties underneath the leggings.

Viki enters and starts to dust off the flour over my clothes. I ask him, "Viki what are you doing?"

He replies, "nothing, just wiping the flour of my good girl". And he continues to dust off the flour over my shirt and then over my leggings. He dusts it off the side of my leggings and also over his favourite area, my hips!

I protest by saying, "Viki let me work now, you can dust off the flour at the end. Your good girl is busy baking a cafe."

He replied, "okay good girl, call me when you are done."

After about 30 mins I was done and I put the cake in the oven. Then I started to clean the kitchen which gets a mess especially when you bake. I was just about done when Viki enters and says, "looks like my good girl is done baking".

I replied, "yes I am done, just cleaning up". He was just waiting for me to say that, he came closer to me and started to dust the flour off me. He said, "you clean the kitchen, let me clean you my good girl."

I was washing utensils in the sink, and he was touching me all over and dusting off the flour. He started with the side of my legs, and then moved on to my hips. He took his time patting my hips properly till he dusted them off (lots of casual touching). I was super aroused, hence tried to diffuse the sexual tension by saying, "enough Viki".

But he was not in the mood to stop; he started to dust it off my shirt too. Most of the flour was over my stomach so he dusted it off, some was on the shoulders. Finally he was done. At the end of it, I was super aroused and I think he was aroused too.

We were both done cleaning at the same time, I thanked him and headed to my bedroom. He followed me, chatting with me about where I learned to bake, and how long to keep the cake in the oven. He jumped on the bed as I looked in the dressing table mirror and started to adjust my hair.

Then I said, "thank you for cleaning but I am still a mess. I need to change my clothes, can you give me a minute?"

He replied, "Riddhi is not there, no need to feel shy in front of me. You can change, I wont look."

I replied, "You are getting more and more out of control Viki." He smiled back at me, and made a pleading face.

I replied, "Be a good boy for me and close your eyes." He immediately closed his eyes, and I opened my wardrobe to remove a fresh set of clothes.

Then I pulled my leggings down exposing my light pink panties. I looked at him to check if he was watching, but couldn't make out. So I went closer to him, and checked. His eyelids were faintly closed. I waved my hand in front of him and said, "no cheating Viki." He replied, "trust me I am not watching."

I wore a fresh set of leggings. Then removed my shirt. I was not wearing a bra so completely topless, my boobs and tits were on display. I again went closer to him right near his face. My boobs were about a feet away from him. He appeared to be calm, but I was not able to make out if his eyes were completely shut or he did saw my naked boobs. This made me incredibly wet in my pussy. Soon I wore a fresh t-shirt. This was a loose tank top and my nipples were poking through the thin material.

Sara had got up in the meantime and I got busy taking care of her. Viki also helped as much as he could. It was around 8:30 p.m. when Riddhi called to inform us that she is not getting cabs due to heavy rains in Bangalore, hence she will be delayed. She also informed us that she will have dinner at her friend's place.

Viki was feeding Sara milk in a bottle while I got busy cooking dinner for the two of us. We had dinner together and put Sara to sleep. Time flew by and it was almost 10:30 p.m. when Riddhi called to check on us. She told us that she is considering sleeping at her friend's place and returning back early in the morning. We agreed that was the best option.

The news of Riddhi not being there for a full night made Viki more adventurous. We were watching a movie in the living room and immediately after the call he got cozy with me. He kept his head in my lap and continued to watch TV. I also was super comfortable now as I didn't have to worry about Riddhi. I had one hand on his chest and the other hand gently caressed his forehead. This simple action left him aroused, I could see the outline of his erect manhood over his track pants.

Around 11 p.m. the movie got over and we decided to sleep, and retired to our respective bedrooms. I usually change into my night suit before sleeping, so I changed into a white night shirt and matching shorts with frills, brushed my teeth and got ready for bed.

I was in deep sleep when I heard a knock on my door. I got up, opened the door to see Viki. He said, "Sara is up and crying, need your help."

I followed him to their bedroom, picked up Sara and tried to calm her down. Sara just needed a woman's embrace as she stopped crying the moment I picked her up. Watching this response, Viki replied "see you are like a mother to her." I smiled at him and continued to pat Sara on her back and put her to sleep again.

As I put Sara to sleep, Viki said, "One request I have for you, can you please sleep here today? Sara might get up again and she is more comfortable around you."

I replied, "Yeah, I think it makes sense. You can sleep in my room"

Viki immediately responded jokingly, "I also need your company!"

I responded, "Very funny". Soon he went and slept in my room and I slept in the master bedroom.

I got up early in the morning around 6 a.m. and was surprised to see Viki sleeping next to me. The more shocking part was that I had my arm over him and I was hugging him and sleeping. I slowly removed my hand over him and adjusted to lie down on my back. My mind started to recall what could have conspired in the night but I had no memory.

As I thought about last night, Viki turned towards me in his sleep and put his hand over me. Now he was hugging me and sleeping. I pretended to be asleep and saw what he is upto. Within 2 minutes his hands moved up and he cupped my breasts! Connecting the dots I started to think about whether he did this throughout the night. What else did he do?

I was not wearing a bra and the night shirt was of a thin material. So he was nicely feeling my boobs. I didn't realize that the middle two buttons of the shirt were already open! Viki slid his hand through that opening and groped my naked boobs. This was the first time I felt his hands on my naked boobs, he was caressing my boobs and playing with my nipples. By now I was super turned on.