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Hai, This is Hema again from Chennai. I thank each and every one of you and due to the positive response to my first story “Sex flight of horny cheater wife” Im motivated to put forth the final and concluding part. To those new readers, I would suggest to please read the first part and continue reading this story, only then it will make sense.

I concluded my last story saying that we checked into Walker Hill Sheraton. Our flight landed at around 5 PM local Korean time and by the time we finished immigration clearance, baggage pick up and a taxi to hotel, it was 7 in the evening and a 1 hour drive to hotel made us very tiring and exhausted. We were in flight and airport since 24 hours and needed to fresh out very badly.

After reaching hotel, We took 2 different rooms. It was just opposite each other. We could not take one room, as the arrangements were made back In India and the payments made. We never knew that the ice would be broken and we would live like husband and wife to share a room and even if we had planned so earlier, we could not execute as the fear of getting caught with colleagues and family.

After checking in, we both took bath in our respective rooms and planned to go out for dinner. It was 9 pm and we took directions for a restaurant from the lobby of the hotel. There were restaurants like Benjarong and Aurora nearby, but they all serve Korean and Japanese food. I being a vegetarian did not wish to visit those hotels and Khan was particular about “Halal” food.

We were asked to go to an area called Itaewon dong, which is a famous shopping downtown area and also mostly visited by tourists. And many restaurants are there belonging to Indians, Pakistan and Afghan. We took a tube and reached Itaewon at about 9.30 pm. It was too chill and the temperature could have been anything between 4-5 degrees. We were able to locate a restaurant called “Chakra”

We went in and ordered food. Samosas and veg. Clear soup was served followed by naan and paneer butter masala. I took pakora as starters and Khan took chicken tikka. It was very good to have Indian dinner in a place like Seoul. We finished dinner with Gulab Jamoon and came back to room at 11 pm.

I was very very tired and wanted to sleep. But Khan would walk into my room and promised to behave and said that he will not disturb me on one condition, that I have to change in front of him. I said no and asked him to stand out, But he would not listen and started to kiss me and slowly slid his hand under my sweat coat, and started pressing my boobs again.

I said, “ not again, and if you promise that you will not disturb me, I will change in front of you ”. he agreed and I had to remove my coat, top and pants. He did not stop with that and asked me to strip totally. For his pleasure I removed my undergarments as well and put on a nighty. He too quickly changed and wore a t shirt and Lungi.

After switching of the lights, he came and slept next to me. I was feeling very ashamed and reluctant as well as no one other than my husband has slept beside me. I was really feeling let down and was a little depressed as to having allowed me into this. I have done unimaginative things with someone who was a complete stranger a day back. I was feeling like a whore.

I felt very very bad. Looking at my condition, he understood and just said ‘sorry ’ and turned away. Within few minutes, we both fell asleep. We were woken up in the middle of the night by a phone call. It was from Ramesh. What if he knows that im sleeping with Khan. But I had to answer the call. I signalled Khan not to make any sound and answered the call.

“Hey love, what are you doing ? ” im sleeping, it is 1.30 midnight at Seoul, weheras it was 10 pm at India. He said sorry for the trouble, asked the customary questions as to how the flight was and the journey was, asked about the food, weather and finally said, Miss you love. This made me more emotional and I burst out crying.

I cried so much that night that Khan was scared and promised never to touch again. We just slept that night doing nothing. We got up at 7 am and Khan went to his room for getting ready. Breakfast was complimentary at the hotel and we had a good continental but vegetarian breakfast. After breakfast, we had to go to the company called Bel Fuse inc.

We spoke to the person incharge there and they took care of our hotel transit in a car. We came back at 7 pm and it was usual again. Get fresh, go for dinner. This went on for three days and then we had a Saturday. Saturday was a holiday. We landed on Tuesday and until Saturday, though we shared the same room, it was more of a professional relationship.

Saturday morning being a holiday, both of us were lazing around and called the restaurant to serve breakfast in the room. After breakfast we went to the pool. Since I do not swim, nor did I carry a swim suit, I did not get in. But Khan was swimming till noon. We then went to my room back and Khan started flirting again. He went to the bathroom to have shower.

He invited me in, though I was reluctant, I though he will behave as he did in the past three days. He called me in on the pretext of having a Jacuzzi in the bathroom. Our bathroom has a bath tub to which Jacuzzi is also fitted. I went in and he asked me to undress. I said no, he said you need not remove your undergarments.

Having trusted him fully, I entered in my underwear and bra. He was staring at my cleavage when I sat opposite him in the big Jacuzzi tub. I said, Khan stop it, but he started begging and said, that just once and only once, please Show me your boobs and nothing else. I did not relent as I was feeling guilty and threatened to go out.

He remained silent and then he started again saying that if not, I can help him masturbate and so saying he removed his shorts. He was totally naked with his penis staring directly at me. He was as hard as rock. The pink head with a little hole was too much for me to resist and I started stroking it, In no time, the magnetic penis had such power, that I also started giving him a blow job.

First I opened my mouth slowly and suck his dick. He said that my mouth was so warm and wet, it made him to moan. I licked it slowly so I could watch and then he put his cock as far as it could go in my mouth. I was really enjoying it, he stopped every few minutes to check the outflow and then started again.

it felt so good I couldnt help myself and started to suck him harder I could tell he was having fun as he was moaning hard and suddenly stopped moving in and out, I was sure he was going cum in my mouth and suddenly withdrew. He burst open and shot the cum on me, on my mouth and all over my body and the tub.

My entire body became slimy and parts of it penetrated in my bra too, he got down on his knees, kissed me and reached the back of the bra and opened it in a jiffy. I was naked on top, but could not stop him. I took my nipples and pinched them with my fingers. As I was playing with my nipples, I thought of something that I knew would really turn Khan on.

I took my right breast, brought it up to his mouth, and he tried to suck on it. He asked me to get up and when I stood up, with one go, my panty was pulled down. I was also feeling very weak in the knee and ready to burst out, having a sensitive feeling there, My pussy was craving to be attended and I was lusting for a fuck,

but was confused in the line of love to my husband and lust to Khan and finally lust took over. I was there totally naked in front of him and he started to admire my pussy and the next step was of course to eat it. We then wiped our body clean and moved into the bedroom. He wanted me to sit on his rod solid prick so that he can see my boobs moving up and down in rhythm when I jump on him.

We started to do the sin again and we enjoyed so much that I felt that this is the best fuck I had ever. I do not know if my husband is big or Khan is, but the situation made me have pangs of guilt and the pleasure of doing with someone other than my husband, was driving me crazy. In no time we had an orgasm and he loaded me again with his hot wet sperm.

This continued for the rest of the days, and I was not feeling so much of guilt now as practice made me a perfect slut. But I promised to myself that I would not expose myself to anyone else other than these two men and even with Khan it will be over once we get back to our respective places.

The last Sunday of our trip, we went to local sight seeing and took a trip to the border of South and North Korea, a tour called DMZ, de militarised zone, it was a full day tour and worth the visit as we came to know the history of both the countries and the animosity between them apart from the snow clapped mountains.

We had to return on Sunday night and our flight was at 8 pm. We tok the flight and reached Bangkok Suvarnabhumi airport at 11.30 Pm, but our flight to India is already gone at 09.30 pm and we had to stay a day at Bangkok. This was actually pre-planned as all who come from Korea to Chennai, must stay overnight an Bangkok pr take a morning flight at Korea.

We wanted to plan a nights stay at Bangkok so that we can do some shopping and he wanted to go for a famous Thai massage. Our room was booked on the 23rd floor of Baiyoke sky tower. It is one of the tallest hotel buildings of the world. We reached this hotel around 1 pm and headed staright to bed. Not to make love, but to sleep.

Next day, we did some shopping in the nearby sukhumvit area and then checked out ourselves from the hotel, kept all our luggage in the locker room of the hotel and went to a massage centre. I was not interested in massage, but Khan said that it is aromatic massage and it will be fun.

He requested a massage for himself and the guy who mas massaging him was just around twenty years old. He suggested that I watch the massage as I had never seen it before. As the massage was almost getting over he insisted that I have at least my feet massaged as it would be cramped. Th boy suggested that a female person is available if I want a massage.

"Its just the feet - I am sure you can do it well" was his reply and I was made to lie on the table - "Remove that skirt and wrap a towel" said the masseure as he didn't want oils on the dress as we didn't have another pair to change - very reluctantly just to avoid an argument I very modestly wrapped the towel and pulled down the skirt.

I suggested that Khan help pour the oil on the feet as he massages - and the feet massage started. The oil that Khan was pouring to help started getting poured from the feet slowly up to the ankles and then to the calf with the towel getting in the way. He slowly got the towel hiked up and the boys hand started creeping up my legs.

At one point the boy told me, "Its a professional massage and no harm in getting your full legs massaged" and Khan just pulled off the towel. I was wearing a pink lacy panty that day. The boy who was massaging kept his eye away from the panty and was definitely having a good bulge as the sight of me lying in a pink hugging top and a pink panty.

I was enjoying the massaging by this time as I didn't give any resistance as he poured the hot oil up and up my thighs and onto my buttocks. The boy being a good massager knew how to run his hands slowly up my thighs so by this time the panty was soaked in oil and was just a piece of cloth between my ass cheeks.

Khan kept pouring oils on to my ass cheeks and he was massaging my tight buns deeply; by this time Khan has lifted the blouse a little and my back too was exposed and the oil has reached the small of my back. "Remove your top – don’t get a good blouse stained" said the boy, and whether I enjoyed it or not, I pulled off my top and was lying on my stomach.

But definitely I liked the massage and it was the best. He proceeded to massage my back and the boy looked at me when the back of my bra was getting in the way. Without asking he unhooked my bra and I kept my arms close by my side so that the breast would not be exposed.

The boy who was tensed anxious and at the same time enjoying this customer started massaging my shoulder and the sides of my rib case and he brushed my breasts. After an hour or so he asked that me to turn over and I did slowly. That was a sight, Khan said will remember all his life -

Unhooked bra cups just covering my breasts loosely and the pubic hairs all sticking though the lace and side of the pink lace panties. The massage boy pulled my panty up and tightened so that it doesn't get accidentally pulled down. But I didn't realize that the oil covered panty and oil dripped (maybe wet and juicy too!!!!) pussy was exposed tight through the pink material.

The shape of my cunt lips was very visible as he started the massage again from my toes to my legs and to the junction of my panty. Each time the boy's massaging hands reached the junction of the panties it would rub on my lips and go off - the effect it had was visible as my eyes were tightly shut, and the thigh muscles got tightened.

I am not sure whether it was a massage at all or foreplay now. At one time the panty got pulled down to the pubic hair line while my lower tummy was massaged and then the boy was clearly enjoying my navel - he was pouring oil there as some artist was enjoying the painting - he filled the navel with oil and poked a finger into it slowly and caressed the tummy along the line of oil flow.

Not a word was spoken by anyone of us all through this as it was just not planned and the atmosphere was very sexually charged. When the boy reached my chest he asked me "remove bra please" he clearly wanted to squeese my breast. But I said "Don't, don't remove the bra, the rest of the massage will do" - He tried twice to remove the bra but he failed.

So the boy started with my shoulder by standing behind my back and as the bra was unhooked and as Khan was pouring oil onto the swell of my breast, each time he massaged the upper front swell of the breast, the boobs would get a little more exposed.

I managed to watch the boy massage up to the dark circle around my nipple with my nipple exposed but he dared not venture to touch my nipple. As it was getting to a close the boy as if giving a farewell kiss ran a feathery finger through the whole length of my body - from left shoulder to the left toe and from the right toe to the right shoulder

and then from the through the half exposed breast and over the unclasped bra through my tummy to my pussy and the finger came back and rested on my tummy. It was so barely touching and feathery and so tender that I had all my hair ends standing all over me. I got up after the massage and wrapped a towel (while hooking the bra) and was very casual about the massage and went for a bath.

We went for a shower and even without touching me Khan shot his cum to the far away wall of the shower. He was still so hard that he immediately inserted me again for the last time and came a lot - this was one of the few times I have been able to have two orgasms in a short time. Hope you enjoyed me sharing this with you despite this being long.

Thanks for your patience and reading. Tell me how this is ? and trust me ( very hard ), I have had no sex with others since then and promised never too as I do not wish to cheat on my dear husband. When I cannot accept him wavering, I too should not do so. Hence so far, I have always been humble and honest to him except those 2 weeks.

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