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This indecent act committed by my wife occurred during the Indonesian Independence Day party in my village. The August 17th party was indeed a success in my village. However, for me, the activity actually left a deep wound and bitter memories that I never expected. I never thought my wife would actually have an affair with my neighbor. The indecent act committed by my wife made me furious. Rather than getting angrier, it’s better to go straight to the story experienced by my wife who had an affair with someone else.filmbokepjepang.com
That day, the committee who had tried to cheer up their residents at the August event, I participated in the chess competition organized by the committee. It was not bad to compete for the Village Head’s Cup. And as a chess player with a lot of experience, I am sure that the Pak Lurah Cup will add to my trophy collection at home.
On the final night, I met with other RW chess champions, attended by Pak Lurah himself who opened the event. Witnessed by neighbors near and far, at around 8 pm I sat at the same table facing the chessboard with my opponent. It is estimated that this final match will last at least 2 hours since it started.
Time crept closer to night. The fairly windy Jonggol air provided a comfortable coolness. I imagined how nice it would be to sleep with cool air like this after several nights of sleeplessness in an effort to compete for this final night.
Suddenly, less than 1 hour into the match, I was attacked by stomach cramps and had to go to the back to relieve myself. I told the committee and asked permission to go home. After discussing with my opponent, I finally half ran home to relieve myself. I thought about what I had eaten wrong today. filmbokepjepang.com
When I arrived at the front of the house, I saw that my door was closed and the front room light seemed to have been turned off. It was possible that my wife was asleep or busy watching TV in the back room. But I, who was ready to go home late, had brought a spare key so I wouldn’t have to wake my wife up.
When I was about to insert the key into the lock, I stopped. My heart was beating fast. I saw on the floor in front of the door there were sandals that I recognized very well. The sandals belonged to my neighbor, Pakde Yatno. We call him Pakde because he is quite a lot older than us. More than 50 years old.
We are indeed close neighbors and often visit each other, but not at nights like this, especially when I’m not at home. I was immediately worried and anxious. What is wrong with Pakde Yatno visiting my house at night like this? And where is my wife? What are they doing together in my house?
Strange, my stomach ache immediately disappeared. I was curious and I postponed entering the house. I will go to the side window. There are 2 windows on the side of my house. From the air vent above the first window I can see the family room where my wife usually spends her time in front of the TV. And from the second window I can see my bedroom.
I crept into my own house towards the first window. With the plastic stool that was always there I climbed up to peek at the air vent. Ah.. There was no one there. I started to get suspicious. If you were visiting, why weren’t you in the living room? I slowly went down and moved to the second window. filmbokepjepang.com
Before I went up I heard someone talking,
“Mr. Bas will probably be home around 11pm. If he wins, he’ll have to wait for the trophy ceremony first,” that was clearly my wife Indri’s voice. I wondered why the one who should have missed me so that I would come home quickly was instead grateful that I was late.
“Hmm..” a very authoritative answer. Without words but full of meaning. Who else could have that deep voice if not Mr. Yatno’s. I was curious. With the plastic stool I peeked into my bedroom.
Like Saddam Hussein who was hit by an Allied rocket, I almost fell on my back when I witnessed what I had witnessed. On my wedding bed, the two people I was looking for were having fun, releasing their lustful desires. Like his daily appearance, Pakde Yatno was only wearing a sarong and his singlet. His bloated stomach could not be hidden. Meanwhile, my wife Indri was half naked. Only her underwear and bra were left.
By pressing down on Indri’s body, Pakde Yatno’s mouth was sucking her breasts. No wonder he couldn’t speak.
“Take off your sarong and singlet first, Uncle, it will get wrinkled,” my wife said again while reaching out to pull off Uncle Yatno’s sarong and singlet. Now Uncle was completely naked and my wife was only wearing panties and a camisole.
With his big belly, Uncle hugged my wife from behind. It seemed Uncle liked to shoot women from behind. His hairy hands and feet hugged my wife’s body. His lips continued to graze her neck, armpits and breasts. I saw Indri’s reddish-brown nipples standing straight up and pointing arrogantly, indicating that Indri’s lust was very aroused. My Indri seemed to be enjoying and getting carried away by Uncle Yatno’s actions. Apparently this game had gone quite far. Now they were climbing the peak of the pleasure of lustful relations between their neighbors. filmbokepjepang.com
Uncle Yatno is my neighbor on the right side of my house. He is a retired low-level employee of a BUMN. Although he is over 55 years old, his appearance is still very healthy. He never stopped jogging in the morning and occasionally lifted barbells to maintain his muscles. As a man, Pakde Yatno was not actually handsome. However, with his pot belly and body hair, Pakde Yatno often got glances from women in the village. Maybe my wife, who was 20 years younger than Pakde, secretly dreamed of sleeping with a hairy man like Pakde Yatno.
In her rolling, my wife got up and turned around. Her lips met Pakde Yatno’s lips to kiss for a moment before her kisses slithered down to Pakde’s neck and chest. It seemed that my wife was so addicted to Pakde Yatno’s hair. With passion, her tongue and lips licked and nibbled Pakde’s chest hair. I was very ‘shocked’ watching what was happening.
I never thought that my wife Indri had also been obsessed with Pakde Yatno. But what was more of a slap to my pride was taking her to bed where she was with me every day. I don’t understand whether it was Pakde Yatno who actively initiated it or Indri who often teased Pakde’s lust.
Now everything changed quickly. Pakde had taken control. He completely pressed down on Indri’s body which opened her crotch. Indri’s hands deftly grabbed Pakde Yatno’s genitals which were indeed bigger and longer than mine. Maybe this was also what made Indri so obsessed with Pakde.
And what happened next was Pakde’s swinging and my wife’s swaying under him. Pakde’s penis looked so stiff and firm penetrating Indri’s vagina which was surrounded by curly pubic hair that was very lush covering her mating hole.
My wife screamed softly and continued to moan and groan. The pleasure of lust drowned both of them. Indri’s claws seemed ready to pierce her nails into Pakde’s back. Watching Pakde Yatno and Indri my wife so enjoyably paddling each other’s lust I was carried away. My penis became erect. I wanted to rub and shake it while watching how my wife was hit by the pleasure of her orgasm when fucked by Pakde Yatno.
With her snort that was quite lively in my room, it seemed that Pakde was reaching the peak of his pleasure. He accelerated the thrusting of his penis. Meanwhile, so did my wife Indri. It seemed that her orgasm would come with Pakde’s ejaculation. I noticed that Pakde’s penis shaft which was glistening with Indri’s marital mucus looked like a diesel engine piston going in and out of its hole. I imagined how much pleasure it would hit my wife’s heart. And.. Aahh.. ttuuhh.. see.. filmbokepjepang.com
The penis that continued to thrust seemed to carry so much mucus and foam going in and out of Indri’s vagina. Indri had released her reserves of lustful mucus. And my wife’s body seemed to tense up and then convulse. Her claws stabbed and injured Pakde’s back. Indri got her very powerful orgasm, which in her mind, I was playing chess for the Jonggol Village Head Cup.
And I couldn’t hold myself back. I kept shaking my cock while watching how sensational it was to see my wife being fucked by my own neighbor and now seeing the man’s sperm scattered melting from her vagina. My sperm shot out shooting my window. I quickly got off the plastic bench. I had to hurry back to the match before the committee caught up with me.
That night I came home with a three-tiered Lurah Cup in packaging. Its height was the same as my height of 167 cm. My wife opened the door and greeted me proudly for winning the chess competition. She was the one who put my trophy in the best place in the room. My wife was really good at pretending to be happy to cover up her depraved actions of having an affair behind my back. The end