MARRIED WOMENS

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Mansi felt a bit nervous after his call again, but she knew she was in a predicament to go home, or you can say she had already done the deal with the devil, so according to circumstance, she had to fulfill that now. She can't go back on her word, as Mansi wanted to come out of that situation forever, and this was the best for her. She did not want it to reach a state where Rahul gets crazy and threatens her to tell everything to her husband. She understood and accepted the fact. In her heart, she was still abusing Rahul. Once she got out of this situation with this bastard Rahul, she thought she would never see this person again and totally cut him off from their lives too. As she was feeling so disgusted with him again. Same time house bell ran, maid came, beebee ji kaisee hoe aap, mein theek hun, her house helper went after an hour, she saw the time it was 10am now, she thought only 1 hour left she should take a shower now and go to that devil house. She knew what was in store for her today. While taking a bath, Mansi cleaned herself nicely with her Dove conditioner, like she used to regularly do, and washed her hair with her Tresemme shampoo. It wasn’t that she was preparing for that devil; instead, she was always like this: before going anywhere out, she used to wash her hair and shower herself nicely. She had maintained her hygiene very well. Her nails were still long, which she grew naturally, but very clean, with a light pink nail polish on them that she had just used a few days ago. Her toes were the same color as well. Her hair was still a golden color, as she loved this color because her white skin and golden hair used to match much better than natural black. She came out of the shower wrapped in her towel on her body and another towel on her wet hair. She opened her wardrobe to see what she should wear; she did not want to wear something special, but all her clothes she knew were special only. She saw many dresses and long skirts but did not select anyone out of those as her body and curves looked much sexier in them. She was aware, and she did not want to make this crazy man more crazy for her. She selected a long black kurti to wear with red tights under it and a normal gray scarf. She came in front of the mirror, removed her towel from her body, and when she stepped into the mirror, she was getting the picture in her mind of that day when Rahul had made her fully naked in his home while coming behind her and making her look into the mirror with her naked sexy figure. She noticed her breasts were really beautiful with pink nipples and didn’t know why her nipples were getting a bit hard already. She touched her nipple to see, and she realized it was hard. She was shocked that her mind was playing games with her or what. She quickly opened the cupboard where she used to keep her undergarments to get one pair out. She took the white bra first and the white pantie out to wear, but her eyes went on to that red bra sitting on the side of her cupboard. She grabbed it, took it out, then, don’t know how, left that white pair of undergarments back inside and instead wore a red pair. She did not think much about it; she just wore it and, above that, her black long kurti with red skin tights under it. One voice in her head was saying, "Why are you wearing red undergarments inside?" Then she justified herself, saying that’s only a normal undergarment too, even though whatever I wear, that devil will still be what he is, and she won't like him ever. It was just a phase she was going through, and soon it will be over. She was drying her long hair when she noticed her mangalsutra hanging from her neck. Instantly, she thought about how that creepy Rahul commented on her mangalsutra and wedding ring to make her feel embarrassed. She just took out her mangalsutra from her neck and kept it on the mirror table, but her small diamond wedding ring was still on her finger. Then she used some perfume on her neck and pink lipstick, which was her favorite lipstick, on her lips. She got ready, and again the voice came in her head: "Mansi, why are you getting ready?" She justified herself again and started to convince herself that she is not like that; whenever she goes out, she always gets ready nicely. That is my personality, so why should she change her habit for some creep like Rahul? She shut all those noises and thoughts in her head and got ready with not much make-up. As she was naturally so beautiful with clear, soft skin, she did not need much make-up help. She locked her main door and came out carrying her handbag, wearing her shades and high-heeled sandals. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. Her breasts were fully covered with her gray scarf, hiding her round, tight, medium-sized breasts. She started to walk towards the main road to get an auto now. While passing her society, Sharma was standing outside his supermarket. He noticed this beauty, Mansi, coming this way. He quickly tried to comb the few hairs left on his head. He said, "Hello, Mansi Ji, how are you?" She saw him and replied, "Hello." He said, "Please come to the store; I have great deals going on." She said politely, "Some other day, thank you. She passed his supermarket but knew this vulture must be looking at her still. Sharma's eyes were glued on her soft ass; the way she was walking her ass was her best part in her body, going left, right, left, right. He rubbed his tongue on his lips, looking at that sexy ass of Mansi, and said, "Kya maal hai salee. Kaash apna maamla set hoe jaay kabhee.

Sharma knew where he could get this kind of woman; she was an angel from head to toe. He could only see her and fulfill his dream. Mansi had now walked a bit further She stopped an auto and said, "Bhaiya, drop me off at this society. The auto started. It was almost 11 a.m., and Rahul was still at his office. Though his penthouse was not that far from his office (only 10 minutes' drive), as he is a big businessman, he had a lot to handle at his office under his supervision, but now he was getting irritated, as his mood was to go home and relax with that sex goddess queen. Mansi, he was hungry for almost a month for her, and now all that hunger he wanted to remove, but here he was stuck in some very important files. Around 11.15 a.m., he got a call on his mobile. it was Mansi's number flashing. He smiled, picked up the phone, and said hello, Mansi never said hi or hello, just said I am outside the gate, so talk to your guard. He said ok ji Please put the phone on a loud speaker. Yes, saab ji memsaab ko chabee dae dun kya. Meinay bola aap ghar nahe hoe. Ek baat sun dhyaan say jab bhee yeah memsaab aay bina poochay chabee dae diya kar. Yeah, mayree family hai, aglee baar roka inhain toe salay naukree say nikal dunga. Saab dae diya chabee. Galtee hoe gayee. Mein toe duty kar raha tha bus. Rahul was just irritated with office work and took out his frustration on this poor chap. Chal phone dae memsaab ko. Mansi heard how Rahul shouted at his guard and said her as family to impress her, but she didn’t care; that was his personal business. Mansi put the phone in handset mode again. You mean you are not at home? Yes, just give me 15 minutes. Aap Ander Baitho, I am coming just now. She disconnected the call in irritation listening to that. She felt irritated by his attitude. She couldn’t believe that first she had to come here for something she didn’t want to come for, and above all, this man had the audacity to make her wait. She thought instead of waiting there near the guard, she should walk inside home. Mansi walked to the front door after seeing a huge garden full of flowers. Not one person was there, as Rahul Penthouse had private entry. She opened the main door with the master key and went in. Locked the door behind her. Then she sat on that big sofa in the living room, waiting. After 15 minutes, Rahul came and rang the bell. She was frustrated already; he made her wait for not-so-good reasons. She opened the door. He smiled and said, "Sorry, I got late. You know, office work." She closed the door. It had an automatic lock system, so it got locked on its own. Mansi looked at him and said, "You know what you made me wait for—your nonsense. I can't stay here much longer; I have family to see too. He smiled a bit, seeing her in anger, and said, I won't make you wait much, but I will taste you, thoda saa. He rubbed his finger on her soft lip. She pushed his hand down in frustration. Then she walked towards that huge sofa and sat there. He said, "Let's go upstairs. She knew upstairs was his master bedroom. She looked at him in a strange, angry way for a few seconds and then said, "You will keep to your word, you understand.


He understood what she meant; he said, "Of course, Mansi. 3 means 3. I am a businessman, and a very successful one. Once I give my word to anyone, I fulfill it. She replied, I am doing so much wrong to my husband. You are making me do something very wrong. He knew again that she had started her drama. So instead of getting angry at her or threatening her, Rahul spoke with love in a calm way: "Just relax; nothing is wrong." Like I said the other day too Mansi Ji, there is no such thing as a free lunch. He used the ji word deliberately, and I am sure your husband must be happy with the way I treat him always. She just looked at him with a strange look, like she didn’t know what to say now. Rahul said confidently, "Go up and wait there. I am coming in 5 minutes. Let me make a few calls. She did not ask anything anymore. Mansi got up and put her handbag on her shoulder. She just went up to his master bedroom while Rahul was looking at her ass and the way it moved while she was walking. So sexy, he whispers to himself. That is why he waited 1 month for this, as he wanted full hunger to come into him, and now he was ready. Not only was he ready, he just wanted to do what he had planned. When he heard Mansi close the bedroom door upstairs, he called one number and said, "Ok, so be on time; I am waiting. He disconnected and smiled. Don’t know what was in his head or who he called just now. Only Rahul knew that.