Fantasy Wife in Mumbai Red Light Area

[MrM]

So next morning we went in taxi to the same red light area. This time I stopped the taxi at a tea stall and we got down. 

Menal was again looking wide eyed at the many brothel houses and dalals.

One of the dalals came near us and said, "Sir, my name is Aslam. Can I help you in any matter?"

He saw Menal, smiled lewdly and and asked me, "Do you want a room for you and the lady?" to which I replied no.

Aslam whispered to me, "Mast maal hai Sahib."

Menal was sitting near the tea stall, but a little far from us. Aslam asked me who she was and I just said, "Kitni maast hai meri maal?"

Aslam took another look at Menal and ran his eyes all over her body stopping to stare at my wife's huge breasts and bulging ass. 

Then he turned to me and said, "She is top quality item. Tell me, do you want to sell her to a brothel house? I know many mausis who will happily pay good money for your woman."

I looked toward where Menal was sitting and did not reply anything. This made Aslam more confident and bold. He was used to these things and said to me, "Don't worry about her. We know here how to convince and use sexy hot ladies like her."